|Pic: © Ed Rollason 2011|
My brother Phil Haygarth has been doing the three peaks a tiny bit longer than me, having ridden his first in 1994. Epic tales ensued (on that occasion he finished the race on a bike borrowed by me – I was riding his spare wheels round but his pedal collapsed on Whernside!). As with everyone’s 3 peaks, there’s always a tale to tell, and this year Phil’s tale wqas simply being there given that he broke his leg on the last weekend on June. Phil’s blogged about his attempts to simply get to the race – then to get round – here on the Here Come the Belgians blog.
“I was laid up all summer and the forced idelenss meant weight gain and no training. The plaster came off in August and apart from some limped training walks to the supermarket on the family holiday in Spain, I did my first proper bike ride on 1 September.”
Chapeau Phil – and so chuffed you got round after such crappy preparation