I'm a double cancer survivor, cyclist and walker who does various challenges for different charities, mainly cancer-related.

In 2016 I climbed every single 'Birkett' in the Lake District - all 542 fells over 1,000' within the National Park, including all 214 Wainwrights. I've also done a three-week cycle tour of Tasmania in February 2015 and amongst other things, I've cycled from Land's End to John o'Groats (2003), Rotterdam to Lemvig (Denmark) (2005), walked the Pennine Way (2008) completed (my first) ascent of all 214 'Wainwrights' in the Lake District in only 55 days (2009), cycled 4,500 miles around the coast of Great Britain (2011), cycled all 42 of the accessible Western Isles of Scotland in under a month (2012), twice abseiled 230 ft from the top of The Big One in Blackpool, cycled the WWI Western Front from London to Compiegne via Ypres and Arras (2014), cycled 750 miles in the Yellowstone National Park and Grand Teton (2014), done a bit of sky-diving and cycled Australia's Great Ocean Road - just before lockdown in 2020.

Altogether I've raised over £120,000 for my charities including The Christie, Cancer Research UK, the Rosemere Cancer Foundation, and ABF (The Soldiers' Charity) and I was mightily chuffed to receive the British Empire Medal in the 2014 New Year's Honours List.

I'm a Rotarian and give illustrated talks about my adventures in exchange for a donation to charity, so if you're looking for a speaker leave me a message. I am also Event Organiser for the Ribble Valley Ride Cycle Sportive, to be held this year on Sunday 5 September 2021 - more details at www.ribblevalleyride.org

You can also follow me on Twitter - @CancerBikeMan and on Facebook - just search for Bill Honeywell

Cancer Research UK is the world's leading charity dedicated to beating cancer through research, whilst The Rosemere does fantastic work for patients in Lancashire and South Cumbria.

Sunday, 13 May 2012

The Heavens They Did Open

When I woke around 6.00 am and looked out it was windy but it wasn't raining. I went back to sleep, and by 7.00 it was absolutely lashing down. The rain was being driven sideways AND bouncing off the road.

Breakfast was a thoughtful affair. We couldn't contemplate spending 5 hours on Raasay with no shelter, but that decision was taken out of our hands anyway as I believe the Raasay sailing was cancelled (along with several others in this part of the world). Cycling the 26 miles to Portree wouldn't just be uncomfortable, it would be downright dangerous. Could we get to Portree by bus, WITH the bikes?

We found a timetable, which seemed to show no buses on Sunday, then found a service at 1145. So hope, perhaps. We got down to the bus shelter in time, and found two drowned Dutchmen and a Scot. The wind and rain were horrendous.

When the bus arrived the driver told us he wasn't allowed to carry bikes... but today he would make an exception! Off we went: streams and rivers were bursting (and it had only been raining for four hours); aquaplaning was a real danger. The bus wheels were throwing up huge amounts of water and I dreaded to think what it would have been like being passed by such a vehicle.

Now we are in Portree. It's just far too wet to do anything, so we're twiddling our thumbs until our host for tonight arrives around 6 pm.

Where did I put that book?

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