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Hope Hero
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I watched this film, Hope Hero by Jude Simpson, and I found it very moving. Lets put it this way, I needed a couple of tissues before it was through.
I think it’s the way it reminds me that being a Christian isn’t comfortable – neither is it for comfortable people. But it’s the hope it conveys for those who have no hope – if I’ll just get up and do something useful.
The former Sidings Restaurant, Shipton by Beningborough
This building and collection of old railway carriages was once a top class restaurant called “The Sidings”. It’s now an Italian restaurant. It’s name has been changed, the old semaphore signal at the entrance is rusting and the carriages look neglected.
You can stand and watch the high speed trains shoot past on a wooden platform at the back of this building. The experience is sensational. Travelling at anything up to 125mph they don’t stop to let customers off – it’s just a viewing point.
I did a series of stretches here. I could feel my muscles tightening and some numbness in my fingers and toes. The result of a few hours in the saddle and leaning on the handlebars.
I travelled through Alne (pronounced Orne) and Tollerton to get here on the edge of Shipton by Beninborough. The main A19 passes nearby but it’ll be some miles before I join it. I turn off in a few yards to Overton and then to Skelton for the three miles home alongside the main road on a series of variable cycle tracks..
One thing I notice entering any town or city. The road surface deteriorates. So I judder my way into Eboracum or Jorvik, now known as York. Time for a shower and tea.
One day and 38 miles closer to my sponsored ride in the Yorkshire Dales next month in aid of Palestinian Students attending the Riding Lights Summer School.
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Easingwold
This small market town is a cyclists’ favourite place to stop off for refreshments. So I’ve stood here many times. It’s the climax of one of my regular rides. There are about 18 miles on the clock as I pull up and sit on one of the benches on the green outside the Co-op.
I make a long phone call from here – business has to go on and so we chat, appropriately, about arrangements for the storytelling course we’re running at the Riding Lights Summer School.
The summer school is one of the reasons I’m doing this ride. Four Palestinian students have been invited to travel here and I hope to help them pay the airfare. A quick look at the help.co.uk/ridingbike website reveals donations have reached £360.00. Gift Aid will bring that total to £458.00. Good progress for the first few days. The momentum has to be maintained for a number of weeks yet.
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After a four finger Kit Kat and some grapefruit juice I’m on the return trip.
The hill called Crayke
I didn’t have to cycle all the way up here, the road to Easingwold leaves Crayke early in the climb, but as I’m going to be tackling lots of hills in the Yorkshire Dales next month, I kept going to the top of the village.
Crayke is a sinister looking village when seen from the floor of the Vale of York. It rises like a fortress from the flat lands around, and the outline of a large stone built house and the church on the skyline reinforce the image.
Inside it’s charming and the pub, The Durham Ox, has a deserved reputation for good food. But the road is steep and a small shower of rain welcomed me as I sweated and ached. Just a couple of miles to Easingwold from here – mostly downhill.
To sponsor my Yorkshire Dales ride click here

