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Saturday, 30 July Sousaphones and Spireites. As I looked out of my bedroom window this morning the signpost pointing right said 'Doncaster Royal Infirmary' and the other said 'HM Prison Doncaster '.
Given various aches and pains the former had its attractions and a spell in the latter would give me a day off. My direction was however straight ahead towards Sheffield.
Not only that, she was to be playing at one of our destinations later in the day Chesterfield at their Open Day tomorrow.
In Yorkshire the brass band is never too far away. The first part of the journey seemed endlessly uphill and you were left to wonder when the uphill leg was to end.
Known as the Rome of the UK as like the capital of Italy the city is built on six hills. We did at least four of the six!
Sheffield Wednesday were at home to Stoke City so we were not able to get pitch side and Sheffield United apart from the shop was simply closed notwithstanding their open day due for tomorrow.
They have clearly taken their relegation at the end of last season very badly. Eventually we found our way out of the city via Woodseats which is so high the atmosphere begins to thin and less oxygen is available for lung use.
The downhill was worth waiting for and the speed sign thanked me for only doing 29 mph - good law abiding citizen We arrived in Chesterfield at 2.
The only way we were going to get pitchside was to buy a ticket and watch the game which is what we did. We joined approximately 2, Spireites and despite us being honorary Spireites for the day we could not help the home team as they were well beaten by the away team.
That did mean no riding between 2. I still had 16 miles to ride to the hotel and then decided that the literary juices were non exitent without food.
Those of you who may have speculated on other reasons I am sorry to disappoint. I am still feeling good albeit a little leggy.
My daughter Rebecca will rejoin us tomorrow at the home of the twice European Champions Nottingham Forest. The necessities of the journey mean we have to visit Pride Park.
The team that play there shall remain nameless. Today's shift was My choice of photograph today is to warn you all of what happens to you if you do mad things.
When I get back you may not recognise me! Friday, 29 July Moved aside for Westlife! We woke up for the first time on the ride to dull dank and overcast conditions.
Ideal for swing bowling. I am pleased to say that I appear to have dealt with the conditions a little better than the England top order at Trent Bridge.
Still those Notts boys are setting about showing the batters how to play - c'mon Swanny and Broady!
Leeds United was undergoing a face lift and was fairly uninspiring. No wonder Cloughie surrendered after 44 days.
The trip to Barnsley from Leeds did not offer the same delights as crossing the Pennines the day before but it did offer less hills which was much appreciated.
Despite not having been in contact with Barnsley FC before the trip they could not have been more welcoming and gladly issued us with pitch side passes so we could get a photo inside the stadium.
We entered via Gate 1 to see the groundsman supervising the water sprinkler and cursing the fact that in a short space of time 22 players would ruin a whole summers work!
The Dearne Valley Parkway seems to a cyclist like the Santa Pod Raceway and the lorries are perilously close to you as you progress.
Avoiding them and the pot holes at the same time is often a task too many and the survival instinct kicks in at the expense of a bone shuddering visit to the bottom of the pothole!
Eventually the heaviest trsffic disappears on to the A1M and you can then comfort yourself with dealing with the local traffic on the run down to The Keepmoat Stadium and Doncaster Rovers FC.
The stadium is in the middle of an industrial estate but is quite impressive. We tried to blag it inside the ground for a look but were thwarted on grounds of elf'n safety.
Our way in was barred by the fact that they were constructing the set and stage for the Westlife concert taking place in the stadium tomorrow evening.
They did say no very nicely though. So we are now ensconced in our sixth Premier Inn - still no sign of Lenny Henry.
We could offer ourselves to the Whitbread Group as top class mystery shoppers on the venues that we have visited.
The complicated lives that we lead even impacts on these two weeks and my Dad has just picked up Rebecca to take her to an important rehearsal in Chertsey tomorrow ahead of a concert she will be involved in at Wembley Arena early in She will be delivered back to us on Sunday at the home of the twice European Champions at the City Ground.
Mum - if you are reading this and if you are not I cannot see that you have any reasonable excuse- I hope you are having a great time visting our Canadian family and you really enjoy the wedding.
Please give my best wishes to all of them. Today was, in comparative terms, a short one in the saddle being a total of The legs could definitely have gone further but I wish someone would remove the porcupine that seems to be able to occupy the saddle before me.
This is making my journey a little uncomfortable at the moment. Tomorrow has a trip down memory lane as we visit Sheffield where I lived for three years whilst studying and met the future Mrs Hallam.
Where have those thirty or so years gone. Fade out with violins playing Today's photograph is for my Barnsley supporting mate at work. For anyone interested if you visit the virginmoneygiving site the photos of the trip so far are available as a slide show.
Tune in again tomorrow. Thursday, 28 July Day 4 - Truly an uphill battle. Although we were only half a mile from our first stop of the day it was a small example of what was to come for the rest of the day.
Hills hills and more hills. Stephanie chatted up the car park attendant to get us in to the stadium for a photo to record our visit and we set off to cross the Pennines into Yorkshire.
Crossing over the Pennines over the Moors on a beautiful sunny day was a quite breathtaking experience.
As much of the hills were hurting the pain was reduced by the spectacular views over the countryside. At one stage I had visions of Kate Bush leaping out from behind the wall in a shimmering white robe with a haunting rendition of Wuthering Heights- maybe I was hallucinating.
The lady on reception at the Galpharm was not able to leave her post to take us pitch side and suggested that we ask someone in the shop to do it.
The shop manager steadfastly refused suggesting that I ask the lady on reception. Now I am not saying that yorkies are awkward Anyhow I was able to resolve matters by speaking to a contractor working on the ground and having agreed that I had neither seen or spoken to him and he had neither seen or spoken to me I was able to get into the ground to do the photographs.
We were soon on our way to Bradford passing through the great town of Brighouse. Those of you who are a certain age will remember the Brighouse and Rastrick Brass Band.
Well as we passed through not a tuba or trombone could be heard. There could have been a horn playing the last post for me as we scaled the never ending incline to Bradford City and the former Valley Parade now the Coral Stadium.
Stephanie chatted up the Facilities Manager this time who was very helpful and took us pitch side to record our visit.
On our way back around the ground we happened upon the the memorial for those that died in the Bradford City fire on 11th May The tragedy took over 50 lives with some very poignant entries in the memorial.
The oldest fan to lose his life was 86 years of age and three young boys of 11 perished. As a family man the one that tugged at the heartstrings was 12 year old twins and their father who went to the game and never came home.
Little moments like that remind us to appreciate what we have. And so we hit the road again or should I say the road hit us.
The clue was in the word Valley for Valley Parade and we were soon again on yes you've guessed another long,long,long,long uphill leg.
The trip was uneventful other than I found out a different version of the highway code in Bradford. Apparently women pushing children in buggies have right of way to cross in front of cyclists especially in the cycle lane!
So having stretched out and cleaned up I have been able. Wednesday, 27 July Sergio Aguero - where are you? Day 3 began with a short jaunt to the Peoples Republic of Wigan which was a good warm up for the rigours of the day.
Saw absolutely no-one fishing off the end of Wigan Pier. Come to think of it never saw a pier! As we arrived at the DW Stadium there was a huge crowd of people to greet us?
Alas no merely queueing for some season ticket deal or other. And on to the Theatre of Dreams aka Old Trafford. Rather disappointingly the area in front of the main entrance was being repaved and it was not possible to get close enough for a photo in front of the statue of the United Trinity Best, Law, Charlton or the one of Sir Matt.
Still had a good look around the main car park. And then on to 'the only club in Manchester'. Tuesday, 26 July From Blackburn to Bolton in 62 miles.
As I waved a cheery goodbye to Premier Inn Preston Central the prospect of a long day two loomed large. The journey to Blackburn was uneventful.
Blackburn were one of the clubs who failed miserably to respond to my request for a pitchside photograph so we had to make do with a photo of the statue of Sir Jack Walker the first man to buy the Premier League title From the heights of the Premier League we arrived at Accr.
Monday, 25 July And we are underway! So after a weekend in Birmingham watching some spectacular trampolining and tumbling at the British Gymnastics Championships we made our way up to the tourist Mecca that is Morecambe.
Like a condemned man I opted for a tradtitional fish and chip supper as I cast my mind forward to the rigours of Monday. On this occasion the human triumphed over technology and our first destination was reached.
The journey from there to Blackpool was a test for the support vehicle and its ability to communicate with the riders. After a shaky start things improved rapidly once we decided we were both going a different way to Blackpool!
In order to locate our position Josh asked a lady doing her garden for the name of the road or the postcode only to be told she spoke no english.
Once we were back in touch we were able to get to Blackpool with no further incident. We quickly knocked off the 19 miles to get there.
It was slightly disconcerting to arrive before the support vehicle as I know by that late in the day I was not travelling that fast. Tuesday, 19 July The Final Countdown.
Firstly thank you all for your good wishes and messages of support. The bike is in the bike shop for a service and some go faster tyres and I am resting up for the next week's efforts.
Thank you to those who have sponsored me so far and those who have promised that they will but have not yet got round to it.
We are half way to our target and hope to build from there. To help as many people as possible to follow the progress the blog is now linked to my facebook page and to my twitter page hallams5.
Monday, 13 June The Countdown Begins. Remarkably in six weeks time I will be underway with the ride.
I am taking the maxim 'fail to prepare, prepare to fail' very seriously and I am in the middle of an extended run of consecutive days rides of over 30 miles per day.
This began on Friday and by Wednesday I will have had six consecutive days in the saddle. After four days things are holding up reasonably well apart from a bit of back ache.
I am already a quarter of the way to my fund raising target but there is much still to be done. I have written to each and every football club that I am visiting and the responses are beginning to come in.
I will blog separately on the responses from football clubs as needless to say the response has been mixed. If anyone out there would like to sponsor t-shirts for the ride please get in touch.
I will sign off now and rest heavy legs until this evenings ride. Tuesday, 24 May My Challenge. Ihr schreibt auf kleine Zettel unterschiedliche Körperstellen und die Namen aller Anwesenden.
Dann knüllt ihr die Zettel ganz klein zusammen und macht daraus zwei Haufen. Jetzt muss immer einer zwei Zettel ziehen und denjenigen, den er gezogen hat, auf die Körperstelle küssen, die auf dem Zettel steht.
Seid kreativ und denkt euch am besten witzige Stellen wie Ohrläppchen, kleiner Zeh, Kinn oder die Achsel aus. Das wird besonders spannend bei einer runden mit gemischten Geschlechtern.
Vorsicht, wenn es unter euch Pärchen gibt: Eifersucht und Zickenterror vorprogrammiert! Essen nach Zeit ist immer mega witzig.
Sehr gut funktioniert das mit Pizza. Ihr esst einfach innerhalb einer bestimmten Zeit so viel Pizza wie möglich.
Der Witz bei der Sache ist jedoch, dass der Verlierer am Ende ein Stück mit richtig fiesem Belag essen muss: Das kann Fisch sein, den er nicht mag, oder ihr schüttet ordentlich Tabasco drauf, dass das Stück höllisch scharf wird.
Wie unangenehm das sein kann, seht ihr bei den beiden Jungs im Video:. Das Prinzip ist ganz einfach: Zwei Leute sitzen nebeneinander und ein Dritter verhält sich furchtbar lustig und stellt die bescheuertsten Sachen an.
Wer zuerst lacht, bekommt einen Minuspunkt und wer die meisten Minuspunkte hat, wird mit einer lustigen Aufgabe bestraft.
Seht selbst, was dabei passierte:. Lustige Challenges tun auch manchmal ganz schön weh. Wenn ihr also hart im Nehmen seid und den anderen beweisen wollt, was ihr alles aushalten könnt, dann battelt euch in der Wäschklammern-Challenge: Dabei geht es darum, sich so viele Wäscheklammern wie möglich ins Gesicht zu klammern und das kurz auszuhalten.
Sieger ist, wer die meisten Wäscheklammern verteilen konnte, ohne dass sie abfallen. Aber Achtung, dieses Battle ist wirklich nichts für zarte Gemüter, wie ihr hier seht.
Ihr wählt euch gegenseitig einen Song, den der andere singen muss. Die Schwierigkeit wird erhöht, wenn der Sänger entweder dabei essen oder trinken muss.
Pantomime-Challenge: Wer kann am besten etwas pantomisch darstellen? Eine Stufe schwieriger wird es, wenn derjenige, der den Begriff darstellen muss, verbundene Augen hat!
Strip-Challenge: Einer liest fiese Quizfragen vor, die ihr beantworten müsst. Jedes Mal, wenn einer von euch falsch liegt, muss er etwas ausziehen.
Wenn ihr diese Challenge im betrunkenen Zustand spielt, sitzt ihr sehr schnell nackig da. Eine abwechslungsreiche Variante des Spiels wäre es noch, wenn ihr die Sachen nicht auszieht, sondern sie mit einem anderen tauscht.
Das gibt am Ende die besten Fotos für Instagram! Sprecht so viele Fremde wie möglich an und stapelt euch auf- und nebeneinander für euer Mega-Gruppen-Selfie.
Wir haben nur solche herausgesucht, die einfach nur albern sind, aber euer Leben nicht bedrohen. Bei manchen Challenge-Trends sah das in der Vergangenheit schon anders aus.
Wenn euch auf eurer Party sonst noch Action fehlt, haben wir einige lustige Aufgaben und Vorschläge für witzige Trinkspiele für euch.
Für Links auf dieser Seite erhält desired ggf. Mehr Infos. Auf eigene Gefahr!This day was no different and after some par for Holland Casino Limburg are the course verbals aimed at us I had the ball near one of the touch lines. Firstly, Make a Wish which makes the dreams of terminally ill children come true. Ihr wählt euch gegenseitig einen Song, den der andere singen muss. Alle müssen sich recht nah gegenüber sitzen und dabei einander in die Augen schauen. As much of the hills were hurting the pain was reduced by the spectacular views over the countryside. The journey sorry, Campada accept Blackburn was uneventful. Sprecht so viele Fremde wie möglich an und stapelt euch auf- und nebeneinander für euer Mega-Gruppen-Selfie. After a shaky start things improved rapidly once we decided we were both going a different way to Blackpool! As a family man the one that tugged at the heartstrings was 12 year old twins and their father who went to the game and never came home. Day 3 began continue reading a short jaunt to the Peoples Republic of Wigan which was a good warm up for the rigours of the day.