In 2007 we cycled across Europe all the way to Switzerland, and
when we got there we ran a mountain marathon.
don't have to be hardcore... but it helps if you wear a frock!!
25th August - 8th September 2007:
The Old Man rides the Jungfrau
on the image above for the full story
This was by far the biggest challenge the grannies had ever undertaken.
Some people even suggested it was a trip too far.
But they were all proven to be proper wrong 'uns...!
On day one a team of three elite Grannies climbed the 803 metre (2634 ft) 'Old
Man of Coniston' in the Cumbrian Lake District.
Then over the
next twelve days they cycled over 900 miles into Europe through
France and into Switzerland, pausing briefly for cups of tea
After several nights camping rough, living off their wits and
eating nothing but cheese and champagne they eventually
arrived in Interlaken in the beautiful Swiss Alps.
Once there it was off the bikes to tackle the small matter
of running the 26 uphill miles of the Jungfrau Mountain Marathon finishing at an altitude of 2100 metres (6890 ft) above sea level!
Some people said it wouldn't possible, but some people don't wear
Manchester to Blackpool 2007
The grannies battled through floods, punctures, searing heat and sugar free cans of Red Bull to complete another 60 miles for the over sixties.
brought a bunch of bleary eyed old dears lining up at the bus stop
as if it were pension day at the post office.
The 6th annual gran day threatened heavy rain, but the grannies
are used to being slightly moist, what with the onset of incontinence
and the constant reek of urine that comes with it.
And so it was that 18 old ladies donned their Sunday best and wobbled
down the cobbles to the start line in Manchester.
a couple of grandchildren in tow the grannies were keen to set a
blistering pace and had even sworn a pact not to stop at quite as
many pubs en-route to Blackpool.
All was going according to plan, until we forgot what the plan was
a started stopping at roadside cafes for a nice cup of tea and a
And then with a crack of thunder as loud as one of Evie Riders gusset
rumblers, the heavens opened and the ladies were caught in a torrential
Undetered, but certainly not unshaken, the bedraggled beaus quickly
re-applied their running mascara and tightened their rain bonnets
to tackle the torrid beyond.
The pretty procession of pedalling pensioners pressed on towards
their goal, and a swift half pint of pernod in Preston.
Eventually the clouds parted and the sunshine returned to welcome
the geriatric troop into Blackpool for a splendid formation finish.
Another 60 miles cycling from the over 60's.
click on the image above for more pictures of this ride
a look at the COMING
SOON page to see what we're getting up to next...