On This Day 10th-June-2010

Road and stream in gorge

This week’s on this day post comes from the 10th-June-2010, and I’m in Italy. After a brief detour into Monaco the day before, I’m now heading towards Samoens in France, where I had a few weeks of work. Yes, I did use to work! It was a tough day’s cycling as I cycled towards the Col de Tende.

Thursday 10th June. Menton, France to Savigiano, Italy. 81 Miles.

Another tough ride today. It took me nearly eight hours to cycle seventeen miles this morning! After looking at the map last night. I decided that my best route to Samoens was via Turin, Aosta and Chamonix. But to do this, I had to cycle back on myself and go back to Italy. Something I hate, I hate going back on myself. It seems such a waste of time

After returning to Italy, I headed up the SS20, which ran beside the river Roya. The road had a gentle gradient, with the river Roya on one side and a railway line on the other. As I cycled along, I looked at my map and spotted a 1200-metre pass ahead! I hadn’t seen that last night, or maybe I chose not to see it! There was nothing I could do about now. I certainly wasn’t going to turn around! And to be honest, if the road stayed at this gradual gradient, it’d be fine. It didn’t!

Twisting road
The twisting road leading up to Col de Tende

It was pretty fantastic riding up through the gorges with their sheer rock faces. With just my road and the river between them! I saw hydro stations and villages perched high up on the mountainsides as I rode up. After a few hours of cycling, I came across a little shop and thought I’d stop to get something to eat. There wasn’t a lot in there, just some soap, razor blades and various other random items that were of no use to me at all! But on the counter, they had some cold pizza and a couple of small cans of coke. I bought them all! The pizza was divine and hit the right spot!

Still Climbing

Another couple of hours passed, and I was still cycling uphill. I was now starting to feel tired. But then I turned a corner and saw the snow-capped peak of Col de Tende. I thought there couldn’t be much further to go and speeded up. Only to be thwarted a short distance up the road, with a sign saying fifteen kilometres to go! I’d been cycling or on the road for five hours, and I’d only come ten kilometres! And the last five kilometres were a killer when the road turned into a 14% gradient!

Eventually, I reached the top, only to be greeted with a tunnel with a sign saying no bicycles! What? Balls to that, I’d spent eight hours getting up here. There was no way I was going back. So with a final burst of energy, I started the three-kilometre ride through the tunnel! Every 200 hundred metres or so, markers were pointing the way to the emergency exit. And every time I passed one, I’d think, a quarter of the way through, then halfway through. Then I was three-quarters of a way through. Surely if I get stopped now, they’d let me continue! Finally, I made it out of the tunnel, and I hadn’t gotten caught. Once through the tunnel, I hurridly put a couple of extra layers on, ready for the ride downhill. I didn’t want to hang around just in case somebody challenged me about how I got there!

After the tunnel, I made good speed, as you would expect and cycled the remaining 64-miles of my day in four hours. Unable to find a campsite tonight, I’m staying in a hotel.

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St-Richards-Hospital 8th June 2022

St-Richards-Hospital Wednesday 8th June 2022. Not a great night last night. I didn’t get any sleep at all. There was too much noise. Mainly due to nurses and doctors trying to get a cannula in me. And alarms going off because my stats weren’t good.

Every time they struggle to get a cannula in me. Last night it took two nurses, a doctor and ten attempts to find a vein and get a cannula in. Then after they did finally manage to get a cannula in me, they were able to give me some antibiotics.

Bloody monitor

Once the cannula was sorted, the alarms started. First, it was because I wasn’t breathing enough. They muted that after a while because they knew I was alive and taking a breath! Just not enough. Then the alarm sounded because of low blood pressure. Every half hour that went off. And to finish the night off, every time I started to nod off, another alarm sounded, which was so short nobody knew what it was for. They gave up with it all in the end and removed all monitors.

They then started cutting the grass on the hospital grounds at six-thirty. That’s when I gave up trying to sleep. I thought six-thirty was a bit early, especially around a hospital. But maybe they do it on purpose to get everybody up.

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St-Richards-Hospital 7th June 2022


St-Richards-Hospital Tuesday 7th June 2022. Well, I’ve finally had my hip operation after having it cancelled last week. It’s been an extremely long day, though. I was in theatre for six hours and then spent another three hours in recovery.

Make sure you get the right hip

The good news is that they didn’t have to break my leg, although it was touch and go; the bad news, which I’m sure is only temporary. My blood pressure is rather low, which is why I was in recovery for so long.

My blood pressure is still low, and they are now talking about putting me on a drip to get some more fluids into me.

I have also been wiped off the hospital’s computer system! So they can’t give me any antibiotics yet (one of the main reasons for being in here!) One minute the nurse was inputting my stats; the next minute, I’d gone, completely wiped off. For some reason, the system discharged me. And, of course, without being on the system, nothing can happen.

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On This Day 3rd-June-2012

Scrubland and hills

This week’s on this day post comes from the 3rd-June-2012. And I’m cycling across America as part of my world tour. It’s also one of the few nights I camped in America. Most nights, I checked into a motel. Come to think of it. I rarely camped at all. Hotel camping was much easier. I was also missing a front tooth and resembled one of the local hillbillies!

Man with tooth missing
Going for the Hillbilly look

Sunday 3rd-June-2012 Vernal to Maybell. 91 miles.

Breakfast this morning was in the restaurant next door. And it was buffet style, and it’s the best breakfast I’ve had since I’ve been in the states! There were pancakes, muffins, eggs, bacon, sausage, and fruit. You get the picture. I made sure I got my money’s worth. And had several courses!

I crossed the border into Colorado today. The hills seem to be more rolling than in Utah, but still just as big! It’s been rather hot today, and the wind late this afternoon was like being under a hairdryer. I put my washing out this evening, and within half an hour, it was bone dry!

I’m camping tonight. The one motel in town didn’t have anything to offer me, e.g. the internet or a bar. There’s also nowhere to eat in town, so it was easier to camp and cook myself. I always worry about cooking in motel rooms. Any way I can save the money towards getting my tooth fixed by camping!

There’s a full moon tonight, by the looks of it. I hope there are no werewolves about. Mind you. If I smile at them, I’ll scare them anyway. I look more scary than normal with this missing tooth! I used to be a werewolf but okay, nowwwwww!

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