It is with deep regret that i must inform you of the death of my cousin Wayne, known to you guys as Vtwin.
Details are not known as yet, all i know is that it happened in Whitechapel, London.
As you know he loved his SV and the commute to work, the freedom and independence only a bike can give.
He leaves behind 4 great kids with the youngest only a few months old and not forget a great wife in Sam, god knows what she's going through.
Life is so cruel and fragile at times 

It's Ironic that Wayne wrote to me only a few days earlier asking how the inquest into Kevin's death had gone. I did in fact have a newspaper clipping but was in two minds whether to post it. Wayne's email and interest persuaded me to post it. Just goes to show that you never know what life is going to throw at you. I feel so sorry for his wife and children.

I had no plans to remove this article in the foreseeable future, but now that this has happened I shall ensure that it remains as a tribute to Wayne.

Oct 21st 2003

Wayne completed his adventure on the weekend of the 5th and 6th July. Here's his story;

The Lands End to John O'Groats trip has been successfully completed by Stu  and Val Davies and myself. (I have attached some pictures that I took.)We  arrived in Sennen, Cornwall on friday 4th July which is about one mile away  from Lands End. After spending the night there - interesting Karaoke  competition in the First and Last pub in England - we rode to Lands End at  about 9:30am on Saturday the 5th and had our pictures taken by the official  photographer before heading off onto the A30 at about 10am. After stopping  at Penzance for fuel we continued on the A30 until it joined up with the M5  which we then joined until our lunch stop near Stroud in Gloucester. We  joined the M6 and filled up with fuel near Morecambe before making our way  to Carlisle where we stopped for the night. We arrived there at about  6:30pm.

Day 2 saw us enter Scotland shortly after setting off and we made our way up  the M74 all the way to Stirling where we joined the M8 and then the A82 all  the way to Fort William where we stopped for lunch. We arrived at John  O'Groats at about 6:30pm after enjoying some of the best riding roads I've  ever ridden, especially between Crianlarich and Fort William. The road that  runs along Loch Ness was spectacular too, - long, sweeping bends leading  into long straights leading into tight, twisty sections that never ceased to  satisfy. John O'Groats itself was a bit disappointing because the official  photographer wasn't there and we had to go back the next day for our  pictures to be taken. We spent the night in a B&B in Wick. 

We were lucky with the weather all the way from Lands End to Morecambe  before the heavens opened. Thankfully it was only a shower and it was dry  again by the time we arrived at the Golden Fleece near Carlisle. It rained  as we approached John O'Groats and for the journey to our B&B in Wick. The next day it bucketed down and my bike broke down - misfiring and spluttering  as rain had got into the front spark plug. I said goodbye to Stu and Val at  that stage and called the AA. However, I had the problem sorted before they  arrived so I continued on my way. The bike was OK for a hundred miles or so  before I had to spray more WD40 into the plug. All the way from Wick to  Perth the rain came down and by the time I reached my destination -  Kirkcaldy - I was dripping wet and knackered. Stu and Val were still making  their way to Doncaster from John O'Groats as I wallowed in a nice warm bath  at my parents house. The next day - tuesday - I set off from Kirkcaldy to my  home in Alton, Hampshire. However, I dropped the bike outside my parents  house and must have cracked an engine casing or something because before I  got to Glasgow I was flagged down by a lorry driver warning me that I had an  oil leak. End of journey for me. I was delivered 11 hours later to my house  by a beaten up old flatbed lorry driven by the world's most boring Jock.  Good old AA contractors.

A word of warning for anyone else attempting this trip - watch out for the  twisties all the way from Inverness to John O'Groats - and some of the  roundabouts, too - as they can be VERY greasy. All three of us had a few  scary moments on that final stretch. (I also managed to drop my poor bike in  a layby whilst trying to manouver backwards - apparently I performed an  impressive forward roll as I leapt off the falling beast!) Also watch out  for the Chinese restaurant in Wick - the world's most expensive meal - and  it was far too spicy for any human being to consume! Thank God for  refrigerated loo roll! 

All in all a very rewarding trip with good company. Nobody else joined us  although Paul Garrish was going to for a while as we reached Preston. There  wasn't much point, however, as we were using boring motorways and it would  have been really dull for him. Also, apologies to Colin who emailed me too  late. Stu and Val have raised over £200 for their charity, The National  Autistic Society, and I have raised close to £200 for Hope House, Kev Jones'  family's chosen cause.

Cheers,  Wayne Campbell. July 11th 2003

John,

I have just about collected in all of the sponsorship money now and it comes to £175. I will be adding £25 so that makes £200. I didn't realise before doing the trip but my company, NTL, has a community fund and I applied for some money through that. I am delighted to report that NTL is making a donation of £250 to Hope House so that makes a grand total of £450, all in Kevin's name. I shall be sending my cheque in next week and Hope House will receive a cheque direct from NTL straight away. 

Regards, Wayne Campbell.