Tales of the 'ANGRY GINGER'

On Saturday evening about 6pm I got a call from a friend giving me the bad news that my flatmate John Cornish who has been living with me for no more than 3 weeks died on Friday after being hit by a car on beach road. 
I was and still am a bit in shock.  John had a real passion for life and passion for his cycling.  He had been in a rut and was just starting to feel better about himself and his riding.  On  Thursday night as we watched the tour and chatted he was talking about how he felt he had made some good decisions in the last week and that he knew things were turning around.  He just needed a bit of better luck.   He didn’t get it.

I enjoyed getting to know John over the three weeks we lived together.  He was super interested in everything cycling, everything about travel and offered no end of support to me in both business discussions and cycling knowledge.  I know he will be missed by many.

It makes me more aware than ever about how precious our lives are.  I hope to never take it for granted and always continue to enjoy every moment.  As it turns out, you never really do know when your last one may be. 

As I sit on this flight heading off to Mongolia I really look forward the challenges ahead on this journey.  I am in short ‘living life’ 

I hope your all doing the same.

I offer my sincerest apologies to all of Johns friends and family for their loss.  He will be missed by many.