In 2014 and 2016 I had the opportunity to ride 1000km across the Alps to raise money for blood cancer research. It was hard, over the two trips I climbed the equivalent of Everest 6 times. However it was nothing compared to the fight I have seen people wage against cancer. I rode with survivors and those who’s lives have been affected, sometimes decimated by this insipid disease. The best part was that I became part of an incredible group of people, the Fireflies. Hailing from across the world, they come together under the banner, For Those Who Suffer We Ride. They are the best people I know, and I’m honoured to be one of them.
Earlier this year I missed the European ride with a back injury. When I had a scan they identified something else. Thankfully it turned out to be benign but that week with all the tests and the isotope bone scans was both terrifying and illuminating. How your life and everything that is dear to you can change in the blink of an eye. I was sad to miss the European ride, but two days later as if by some act of serendipity, I received an email from our West Coast friends offering me a place on the US ride. I bit their hand off!
So this September I will be riding with 50 Fireflies from across the globe, 550 miles between San Francisco and Los Angeles on behalf of The City Of Hope to raise money for blood cancer research. As before I will be riding in memory of family and friends who have bravely fought and lost the fight against cancer, my second cousin Christopher Harper, my grandfather Bob Murray and Jill Tookey and Mary Hodgetts, mothers of two very special friends of mine. I will carry their names on my bike.
Please donate generously. I have seen somebody cured as a direct result of the care he received at a Fireflies funded hospital. If we can cure blood cancer, no cancer is safe. We have never been closer, please help these heroes get it over the line.