a helping hand

We decided to tackle the Folkestone trip on Saturday.  It was our last opportunity for a pre holiday ride.  At about 43 miles it wasn't as long as the previous one, but the hills were much steeper, in both directions.  On the way back as we stopped for a breather on the cliff face at the back of Peene (you can spot it on the OS map as it has one of those little black arrows on it)  a passing Gurkha out for his Saturday afternoon jog stopped and asked us if we would like a push.  Whilst fighting for breath, we declined his kind offer.