Isobel was my Nan.

I didn’t know her very well due to family politics, but always remember her fondly, and found so much out about her after she died at the ripe old age of 99 and a half! It turns out she was a very keen cyclist and would often be off on adventures on her bike, riding and camping out with Grandad and the cycling club!

I’m sad not to have known all these things while she was alive, to not have been able to hear about her adventures and share stories, and it’s something I will regret for the rest of my days.

And so, with Isobel Cycles, the spirit of my Nan rides on with every bike I rescue.

And you’ve gotta love that.