Hi folks. This team page links my ride with the two charities that I am supporting - Cancer Research UK and The Royal British Legion Poppy Appeal. From this page you can access either or both linked pages and donate to one charity or both.

We’re off!!

Day 1 - here we go!

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Sunshine, steep ascents and superb support. Lands End to Cocks. 40miles 🚵🏼

Day 2. Cocks to Coxpark. 51 miles

Very hot, very steep, long and very bumpy. Chased by a Jack Russell who tried to bite my shoe.

Day 3

Dedicated to Carole who is 6 years clear. Ringing the bell for the end of treatment was the best moment for the whole family! CRUK works!

Coxpark to Cockington via Crapstone. 48 miles plus quite a few as I got lost a bit. Keep forgetting to turn on Strava!! Loving Devon. Ponies, prison and hills of Dartmoor. Strong wind cooled me down - shame it was never at my back.

Day 4

Dedicated to Elizabeth, my mum. Breast cancer survivor following treatment over 20 years ago. CRUK works!!

Cockington to Cockwood to Slaparse Lane. 29 miles. Very hot but mostly flat. Helped along by a welcome Cornish pasty (in Devon).

Day 5

Dedicated to my son , Ryan. Survived a brain tumour when aged just 21. Mick. CRUK works!

Slaparse Lane to Cerne Giant. 52 miles. 29.5 degrees🥵. The giant had gone to bed by the time I arrived. I’ll catch him tomorrow morning.

Day 6

Dedicated to John Grundy. Greatly missed by his children and grandchildren. Died from a brain tumour aged 57. Rest in peace Big John! CRUCK works!

Cerne Giant to Shaftesbury via Piddle Lane, Tolpuddle and Shitterton. 46 miles. 30.5 degrees, no breeze. Melting tarmac and rider. Support from people along the way with their own experiences of cancer keeping my motivation levels as high as the temperature!

Day 7

Dedicated to a now happy and lively 3 year old Saoirse who survived cancer at age 2. CRUK works!

Shaftesbury to Wookey Hole via Nog Inn, Pylle and the Pyramid Stage. The cattle had just finished their set

36 miles.

Day 8

Dedicated to Cerne Abbas fella - a man we met at Cerne Abbas car park who is living in his van so that he can be close to his daughter as she receives end of life care for pancreatic cancer. We may not know your name, but we’re all with you my friend.

Wookey Hole to Old Sodbury via Titlands Lane (the chuckling helped me scale Deer Leap),Chew Stoke (quite a mouthful), Sleep Lane, Bristol and Brandy Bottom Colliery

32.5 degrees 42 miles. My shoes gave up but not me!

Day 9

Dedicated to our dear Kate - Your beautiful smile is so missed by all who love you x

Old Sodbury to Minge Lane via Little Sodbury and Little Sodbury End.

54 miles. New shoes and stung by the same wasp twice on my chest ( just relieved it wasn’t under my helmet!)!!

Day 10

Dedicated to Jimmy. Living with prostate cancer thanks to pioneering treatment which has left him radioactive but living actively. Licenced to pee anywhere (within reason). Keep on keeping on Jim.

Minge Lane to Bell End via Pershore ( I decided not to enter the plum festival this year) North Piddle, Lickey End and Bumble Hole Lane

41 miles

Day 11

Dedicated to my mate Tom who has terminal bowel cancer, the docs recon he has max two years left, he is staying positive and living the best life he can, who knows there may be a cure before his time is up🤞Phil H

Bell End to Cock Inn. 45 miles. Fair bit of rain 🌧️ and very warm in my boil in the bag suit 🥵

Day 12

Dedicated to Dave. Back up driver from Lands End to Cock Inns. Always a brew and a butty ready to keep me going with Campervan Tommo as our home. Daily motivator, counsellor and comic.

Skin cancer survivor. Cheers Dave, I couldn’t have got this far without you.

🗺️🚵🏼🚐

Four Cock Inns, one day! Cock Inn (Hanbury) to Cock Inn (Leek) via Fanny’s, Cock Inn (Muggington) and Cock Inn (Clifton). 53 miles.

Day 13

Dedicated to Audrey Dumbell, who was suddenly diagnosed with lung cancer in March 2006 despite never having smoked a day in her life. She died that September 2006 aged only 68. Love you mum. Lee x

Cock Inn to Penistone. Return of the boil in the bag suit. Eaten alive by midges. 51 miles.

Day 14.

Dedicated to Mary. Much loved, greatly missed cousin of Phil. Rest in peace.

Penistone to Polished Knob via Upperthong, Stainland and Long Lover Lane. Intake Road nearly saw my last intake of breath - lonnngg and steeep 🚵🏼.

41 miles

Day 15

Dedicated to my mum (Pat Dixon) who recovered from breast cancer following a mastectomy a good few years ago. She has been cancer-free since. She loves Charlie and is very interested in his progress on his amazing ride.

Polished Knob to Tosside. Joined by a couple of Tossiders for the day. Brief spell on a new bike.

38 miles.

Day 16

Dedicated to Julie our neighbour who is recovering from surgery after being diagnosed with breast cancer - its not an easy time for you and your loved ones and our thoughts are with you x

Tosside to Cocks Close via Game Cock (Scrabble and Ludo I think). Tried to upgrade my bike but couldn’t swap it!

43 miles.

Day17

Dedicated to my dad Joe who died of lung cancer 28 years ago when I was only 34. I felt robbed. I think about and miss him every day. Love you dad, Mark.

Cocks Close to Sheepmount over Shap Fell (1397 feet at it’s summit). Cloudy skies cleared as Brunton Park appeared. Welcome committee from the Royal British Legion at Carlisle Castle.

48 miles

Day 18

Dedicated to friends and family who dont wish to be named but nevertheless have been touched by cancer - and to all who have supported me along the way, with words of encouragement, lovely food, free meals, free campsite stays, cycling buddies fabulous hospitality and of course my amazing support drivers Dave and Phil - I REALLY COULD NOT HAVE DONE THIS WITHOUT YOU ALL - thank you!

Rest Day in Carlisle

0 miles!

Day 19

Dedicated to Iestyn Keir who suddenly died in 2015 at the age of 12 from a brain tumour. He loved cycling and is so greatly missed by his mum,dad, and sister.

Sheepmount to Beattock via the ‘fechan Diner. Gusts of up to 40mph. Surprised I didn’t get blown off😳

42 miles.

Thanks to

Mhairi for the free food at the ‘fechan Diner and Tom at the 5 star Moffat Independent Hostel for the free accommodation. Your support is what makes this all possible 🚵🏼

Day 20

Dedicated to Jenny who was diagnosed with endometrial cancer in January. She has had her operation at Christies hospital and has had Radiotherapy. She is now in remission. She says ‘thank you to people like Charlie who raise funds for people like me!’.

Beattock to Biggar via The Devil’s Beeftub. Upgraded my bike again at the Biggar Museum but couldn’t find the smaller museum!

Thank you to Elaine and Sharon from Biggar Museum for their enthusiastic welcome and hospitality and to Saluma from Collier Hall Campsite for the free stay.

31 miles

Day 21

Dedicated to Dorothy and Lily Martin . Mum and grandma. Rest in peace.x

Biggar to Dicks Place and The Royal Dick. (Edinburgh)

31 miles

Thank you to Carol, Miranda and Charlotte at the Newlands Centre for the tea, toast and laughs and to Andy at Morton Hall for the free night’s camping.

Day 22

Dedicated to Sheryl. Three years clear following breast cancer treatment. Maintained her determination, her smile and her lovely locks throughout. Keep on smiling Sheryl. CRUK works!

Dick Place to Lovers Lane (Queensferry).

My knackered bike was put back on the road by the kind folks from Ronde Cycling Club. Over the Firth Bridge (bike repaired quickly and for free by Ryan) to Dick Street, to Abbots Wynd (billowed the monk’s trunks)to Lovers Lane (Scone). Visited the behind showroom as my current one is tender. 🍑

Thank you also to Sue at Mortonhall Caravan and Camping Park for the free nights accommodation.

56 miles

Day 23

Dedicated to my brother. He’s lasted longer than the 2 years they gave him and is currently stable with treatment, which is giving him and his family extra time as a direct result of years of cancer research. Well done Charlie, every painful hill counts for all of us touched by the big C. Keep going lad. 💪 Stuart B

Lovers Lane to Spittal of Glenshee via Meikleour Hedge (that’s some bush!),

Khazi (the photo shows the Scottish spelling), Persie Distillery and The Cock Stane.

36 miles.

Thanks to Helen at Gulabin Lodge for letting us use your luxurious showers and everyone at The Flying Stag for the delicious complimentary meals.

Day 24

Dedicated to my friend Phillip who died nearly three years ago after a five year struggle with terminal bowel cancer. Middy.

Spittal of Glenshee to Bridge of Brown via Cock Bridge,

Climbing over Cairnwell Pass, the highest road in Britain (2198 ft), Gairnsheil (2112ft with 20% gradient) and Lecht Ski Centre (2083ft with 20% gradient)

58 miles. End of cycle route, but not the end of me. I’ll take the ski lift next time!

Thank you to Laura, Michael and Annette from Grantown on Spey Caravan Park for the free night’s accommodation

Day 25

Dedicated to Jill McConnell missed every day. Much loved wife, mum and grandma. Forever in Our hearts ❤️

Bridge of Brown to Balloch via Carrbridge and up over Slochd Summit (1328 ft). Rewarded with a free night’s stay at Ardtower campsite and a trophy from Elaine and Tosh (shame I had to give it back)

43 miles

Day 26

Dedicated to my dear mother, Marion Shields still sadly missed after 26 years. Albie

Balloch to Bonar Bridge via Inverness and Kessock Bridge. Managed to get in before Storm Agnes hit.

46 miles

Day 27

Dedicated to Rúairí. At only 9 years old, he is getting through his treatment for Rhabdomyosarcoma in stoic fashion. Our little Irish warrior. ♥️

Bonar Bridge to Tongue via Falls of Shin, Creag Riabhach Wind Farm, Ben Loyal and Ben Hope.

Storm Agnes reared its head with winds of 42 mph gusting to 52mph. Not too wet but I almost got blown off several times 😳

49 miles

Thanks to Steve from Kyle of Tongue Hostel and Campsite for the warm welcome and free night’s pitch.

Day 28

Today is dedicated to one of my best mates, Andy Shaw, who died eight years ago from bowel and liver cancer - he was just 47. We played out together as kids and drank plenty of ale as adults. Such a lovely friend who always made us laugh with his constant joke telling...I miss him dearly. Love Pip

Tongue to Our Wee Shop (didn’t fancy their produce)via (Ooh) Bettyhill, Brawl (narrowly avoided a fight)and Reay. Wind speeds of 42mph (with gusts of 50mph). Frequent sheep on the road and potholes added to the excitement.

40 miles.

Thank you to Caroline at Craigdhu Bettyhill Campsite for the free night’s accommodation.

Day 29

For Mark. Gary's younger brother. Lost his brave battle with cancer almost 4 years ago. Thank you for your gargantuan efforts Charlie. Let's hope every penny means that others will win where Mark lost. Much love Jackie xxx

Our Wee Shop to John O’ Groats via Castletown Harbour. Not very rude today but I’m elated, despite the midge bites.

26 miles. 1,216 miles so far. Two more days to go.

Thank you to Vikki and Royston for donating a free night’s stay at Ferry View Campsite.

Day 30

I am grateful for all the wonderful work, research done and the generosity of people like Charlie doing these challenges and all donators which mean that my sister Les is well and here with us 10 years + on after being diagnosed with breast cancer. ❤️ xxx

John O’ Groats to Scrabster Ferry Terminal via Stainland Drive (no sign 😡), Robert Dick Place and Lovers Lane.

31 miles.

My final day tomorrow so i would like to say a huge THANK YOU to everyone who gave a free night’s accommodation on their wonderful campsites on the English leg of the Rude Ride:

Carrie at Trevedra Farm, Keith at Driftwood Spars (free fish and chips included), Matthew and Dee at Honicombe Holiday Village , Louise at Bramble Meadow, Terry at Exe Caravan and Camping, Jessica at The Daggles, Caroline at Giant’s Head Holidays, Helen at Wells Touring Park, Catherine and Nigel at Oxwick (the fish, chips and peas from the local chippy that you provided were magnificent), Kieran at Lower Micklin, Alison at Leek Camping Barns and Ann at The Old Chamber. Not forgetting Marcus and Kirsty, Beth and James and Mark and Nikki for feeding us and putting us up as well as putting up with us. A mention to Ben at Tolcarne Inn, John at Burcott Inn and Little Fanny from Fanny’s for providing complimentary food that kept me and the team going. A big thanks to the support crew who took over from Dave of Phil (“Mek it wuk Charlie!”) for driving, feeding , supporting and tolerating me and Stu - the other Stan Laurel of the team -my mechanic, photographer and chef. Mike for lending me his bike. It was there as a spare but became my main bike, especially after Edinburgh 🚵🏼 Not forgetting everyone I met along the way and those friends and family who have sent messages of support and made donations (some more than once) to the two chosen charities I couldn’t have done any of this without your support. Thank you 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🚵🏼🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

Final Day- Day 31

Stromness Harbour to Twatt sign via Twatt Airfield, Twatt and Twatt Church. I managed to commandeer a suitable vehicle for the journey home by sea and land.

18 miles.

Total 1,264 miles

Rude Ride - DONE!

This ride has been dedicated to two great men. My dad Ted Newstead and my friend Will Dias

Dedicated to dearest Will; snatched from us all too soon, by the dreaded pancreatic cancer.

Thank you Charlie for your epic, rude odyssey of a bike ride and well done for all that you have succeeded in raising, to help towards better outcomes for all those affected by the big C.

Will couldn’t have asked for a better, more determined friend than you.

I’m sure he will have been riding alongside you for some of it.

(You may never be the same after this journey, Charlie Newstead ✌️).

With lots of love from your wife Julia and proud sons Sam and Joe Dias. Xx

My brother Will was one of the funniest, kindest blokes with a huge capacity for fun and laughter. I think about and miss him every day. He was a big part of a lot of people’s lives. When you spent time with him, it was always a bloody good time. Cancer is like a scattergun in a crowd. It takes no prisoners. Tom.

Dedicated to Ted Newstead and his 56 year campaign as a dad to his two boys. Through the battlefields of teething, learning to walk, potty training, late night curfews, under-age drinking, catching us smoking, motorbikes, driving lessons and many more dangerous operations, he taught us about tenacity, resilience, diplomacy, kindness and love. You taught us both how to be dads to our own children. Love from Charles and John.