London to Paris Day 4 Compiegne - Paris

Our last and final day of cycling with mixed emotions what kind of Terran would we face other than hills? Our option was to either leave with the early group at 7.45am or the later group an hour on. We opted for the earlier start this would mean we could have a few stops on the way a few beers some coffee and even cake. To our surprise we got off to a good start, we started off when Wayne realised we was going the wrong way, brakes on back we go, some little b....r had turned the sign round. We was cycling along and Andrews bottle fell from his bike and smash over the road good job it was only 20miles to the next water stop. Then all of a sudden traffic lights, yes they was on red but the car just kept going! and so did Graham only he kept going into the back of a stationery vehicle, can any of us speak french no! after the stars and fairies stopped spinning round his head we was all of again. At this stage I was thinking what more could go wrong then all of a sudden three of the riders had ran a stop sign not realising it was a stop sign and crashed, one hit the side and bounced onto the roof, one hit the passenger door and other ran into the back of the car, they all got up and carried on a little shaken no doubt but nothing was stopping us getting to Paris. As we travelled along the roads we could only concentrate on getting to our final destination, I thought I was a bad driver but hey the French can give me a run for my money. We reached our meeting point at 4.10pm after a few stops and few beers or two we re-grouped and got ready for our descend towards the Eiffel Tower. It was magnificence we were clapped, whistled and tooted at, it felt so rewarding and I can say with my hand on my heart that both Richard and Oliver stood tall and proud for this truly was their moment as well as ours. A pair of true gentlemen god bless you boys thank you for being there every pedal of the way