The Pedalit Blog

I was introduced to Mike Hall as a very fast-moving dot. I liked Mike because he was English, a classic English Randonneur. Over the years I raced in the UK, I was always jealous of the folk that saddle bagged up a heavy iron stead and rode 50 miles to a country pub for a Ploughman’s Lunch, before donning the bicycle clips and tweed cheese cutter for the return journey. I longed for their less neurotic take on our shared passion