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.

Tuesday, 8 May 2012

Tiree (day 2)

Today dawned bright, which came as a relief after yesterday's cold, wet weather. Everything about the hostel was good apart from the heating - the 'lady what runs it' turned the boiler on for a couple af hours in the early evening but then it went off. Understandably the controls were under lock & key, so there was nothing for it but to put on more layers.

Later in the evening we were joined by another visitor - Marianne, a surfer, doctor and Médecins sans Frontières volunteer who has recently been working in Pakistan. She was a very bright, interesting character with lots of stories to tell.

Breakfast consisted of: a Shredded Wheat scrounged off Marianne + some milk that had been left in the fridge; a boiled egg (the egg was also found in the fridge); and some fresh toast & marmalade (our purchase from the co-op). We left the Flora spread and marmalade for future visitors.

Then began our Tour of Tiree (anti-clockwise). We found a steep hill (not easy on Tiree), some beautiful silver beaches, a fine café run by a local farming family (3 lambs bottle-fed while we were there; Malteser Slice to die for); an excellent museum/exhibition on the Treshnish Isles; then the café again for lunch.

Tiree was growing on me now after an unimpressive start yesterday. Part of the problem was the main village of Scarinish - our first encounter was in the cold and wet, but nevertheless (and I apologise to the people I may offend) it is a far-from-inspiring place. The Scarinish Hotel is SO run-down, and although the co-op serves a vital purpose it's hardly exciting.

But much of Tiree is lovely, despite being so flat, and the shoreline is heavenly. Having failed to find a telephone signal anywhere (or a tree for that matter, though that isn't relevant just now) I hypocritically sat by the door of the Scarinish Hotel to use their free wifi to send a few messages (shame!)

Then off to the NE end of the island, past the stunning beach at Gott Bay, looking at Lapwing chicks, Oystercatchers, Linnets, Ringed Plovers and so forth on the way. The island's other hotel - The Tiree Lodge - appears to be closed for renovation, although there wasn't much sign of any renovation actually being done, to be honest.

Finally back to the ferry terminal. We are now on the Clansman heading back to Oban, ETA 2205. Give us a wave if we pass you by!

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