Yesterday, along with a few hundred others I attempted the Trossach's Ton 106 miler. This was to have been my 1st Century ride. Sadly it didn't go to plan. Whilst crossing a wet cattle grid on the southern shore of Loch Katrine (63 miles into the ride) my bike skidded and I was thrown clear - both myself and the bike receiving damage - me more cuts and bruises but unfortunately the bike was hors de combat.
I am writing this post to thank those who helped me to get back to the start point. To Grant and Lorna - who took a bleeding cyclist into their car and delivered me back to Aberfoyle where I could contact Event Control- I hope I didn't spoil your day out too much. To Kirsty - Paramedic, Mountaineer and Jumbo Jet pilot - who cleaned me up, gave me flap jacks and took me an my bike in her camper van back to Stirling.
Thank You for putting yourselves out to help me.