I have written the first sentence of this blog a few times, hitting delete again and again. I just don’t quite know what to say about how I feel right now. Except to say that I am calm, excited and emotional ahead of tomorrow’s finish under Tower Bridge, some twenty miles or so downstream. Tears are washing down my face as I write, one of my favourite journey tunes (Rise by Eddie Vedder) playing in my ears as a parade of memories surges inside and around me. What a journey. Thank you all for coming along with me and helping make it happen – be it on the ground, virtually or through supporting the expedition charities.
We boat in less than 12 hours and expect to be under Tower Bridge at midday, accompanied by a flotilla of kayaks from London clubs and paddlers from my original club back home, Rutland Canoe Club.
I cannot wait – it is going to be such a special day, rounding off such a special and crazy few years of my life. And yet, there is a twinge of sadness that it is over, that my trusty steeds will be resting quietly awhile.
So many people have worked hard to help make this journey a reality – be it throughout the miles or at different times. I am grateful to you all and would not have made it to Tower Bridge in the first place – or to this point of being almost there – without that support.
With warmth, a grateful heart and a teary grin I am now going to head to bed for some sleep.
I have had a magic couple of weeks on the home run and am excited for a final blast through London tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow! How crazy is that?
The YB Tracker will be updating every few minutes, so hopefully even those of you unable to join us can watch that little mini Sarah inching closer to Tower Bridge.
Sarah, Krissy, Nelson, Hercules and, in their absence, Happy Socks and Gulliver x
P.S Let’s flood the charity site with pennies! You can do so here.