The great Bon Scott's view of success in the music business is equally true when cycling in Cornwall.

Cyclists call the John O'Groats to Land's End route the End to End and most say it is better to start in the south.

Coming from the north has two drawbacks, the wind is likely to be against you and the end of the journey will contain the most hill climbs.

Me and Wazza chose to face the weather head-on and decided by the time we got to Cornwall we would be so super fit that no hill would slow us down.

We got unusually high winds from the south-west for three days and saw them off however today's 70-mile trek, which took us up to around 1,000 feet twice, was a relentless test of mind and body.

Especially on the A30 which is in essence a two-lane motorway which then becomes a one-lane motorway.

Riding a bike along it would have led to "squeaky bum time" as they say in football except, thanks to the constant hill climbing, I could not feel mine, in fact at one point I think is ceased to exist.

We tamed the A30 by a combination of swearing at it and me regularly telling Wazza we were nearly at its summit when we were in fact still miles away.

Most cyclists are right about wind and hills but all I know is that tomorrow I will, with luck and a fair wind, get to the end of this trek.

There will be questions: how has this adventure changed me? Am I a better man for it? and what can I do with all this cream I am supposed to rub into unspeakable parts of my body?