When you’re in the full bloom of health—when you can hop on a bike and ride 100km without thinking twice—it’s easy to take things for granted. Your fitness, your time, your freedom. The working limbs that power the pedals. The road under your wheels. Even the weather feels like it’s on your side. And if …
Food stops followed hammer drops. Tired legs and sore bums were soon forgotten when the children and their families cheered, hugged and thanked us for doing what we love to do.
Their smiles were like umbrellas when it rained and their homemade posters were our tailwinds when facing the harshest headwind. The goodness of those children and their families seeped across into each and every cyclist and member of the support crew, and this created a truly unique atmosphere. One that I have never experience before.
Last April two loving parents said farewell to the most precious gift their lives had ever been graced with. A 9 year old little girl named Sarah Dillon left to fly with the angels. She may be gone, but her memory and the positive effects that she had on all who cared for her live …