We’re in North Devon where it’s famously hilly but even forward awareness doesn’t fully prepare you for just how hilly. 25 miles today felt like 75 but we were saved a proper roasting by a blanket of sea mist and a pleasant breeze. Where we stopped on the quay in Ilfracombe there is a huge and slightly terrifying bronze statue of a naked, pregnant woman brandishing a sword and something we couldn’t quite make out behind, in her other hand. A small radio telescope perhaps? Not sure but the other cyclist we met - fully laden on a proper tourer who had camped wild in the middle of Exmoor - agreed that it was indeed Art.
Illustrator Rami Niemi’s intro: “These are drawings for Mens Health article about dumb ways dudes die. Like get drunk while heatin’ up some food, biking without helmet…”
In dismay about the perceived need for cyclists’ compulsory helmets. Very little discussion though on how many, many more lives would be saved by more careful and considerate driving and not just among cyclists.