GrandpasCan 2019 has begun!

The first kilometre in honour of the first child rescued by MCF 30 years ago.

Only 14,999 more to go!

Looks like a nice day for a bike ride.

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A Rollercoaster of Emotions; the ride begins tomorrow, May 20, 2019

The last week leading up to an event is usually an emotional rollercoaster. The awareness of what lies ahead  becomes clearer and stronger with each passing hour. The anticipation is both exhilarating and downright scary. 
There are times when I am consumed with extreme doubt that I can do this. There are times when I am totally confident. 
For me, each ultra-marathon cycling event is a classroom for life.  Within a very defined time-frame, May 20 – Aug 8, I will experience physically, mentally, emotionally  and even spiritually, the highest of highs, and the lowest of lows. In order to have success, I must be willing to accept adversity as teacher and even as friend. The benefit only comes if I am willing to apply the lessons learnt in real life where it matters. For me, real life is being a relentless ambassador for children who have been abandoned by society, but not by God. 

 I was reminded of my 9000 km journey from Deadhorse, Alaska,  (Arctic Ocean) to Key West, Fl. (Gulf of Mexico). It began in 2015 and was completed triumphantly only in 2018. The mud/rain on the Dalton Highway, the crash resulting in 5 broken ribs brought about an abrupt end to my ride in 2015. The photo covered in mud is symbolic of the adversity we encountered along the way.  In 2018 I was able to finish what I started, celebrating overcoming the adversity by lifting my bike in triumph at the Gulf of Mexico.
I included a video link from 2015 made by our friend and support crew member, Matt Pearson. Warning: it does include footage of the crash.

You see, ‘When Quitting is Not an Option’ destitute children’s lives will be saved and transformed forever. Sometimes it requires a whole lot of perseverance, effort and maybe even personal sacrifice. The Mully family continues to make those sacrifices each and every day. That is why we are celebrating 15,000 changed lives.
Each km I ride represents the precious life of a FORMER destitute child. Please pray that I will remember that when it gets though this time around. will have my daily riding stats.

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I Ran Out of Road

I ran out of road, so I had to stop.

When things go better than hoped for.

GrandpasCan 2018 was my 14th year of using one big cycling event per year as my main platform from which to raise funds for MCF and create awareness about Mully Children’s Family.

These are never ordinary events and certainly the cycling outcome is far from certain. I have often said that I only have a 51% of accomplishing my cycling goal, but I have a 100% chance of making a difference to former destitute children. I am always good with that.

This was no different. I however tried an approach that would not work in my GWR rides and definitely not in RAAM. I was planning for an ‘end to my riding day’ around 10pm and a firm 5am start. After a shower and meal, I was asleep by 11pm and I woke up at 4am to coffee and a triple portion of oatmeal and a cream- cheese-loaded bagel. This gave me 5 hours of sleep, at least 2x as much as in RAAM or my 3 GWR record rides across Canada. What a difference that made.

On my drive up, I became rather concerned with the severity of the climbs, the poor to nonexistent shoulders, but mostly the packed down shale stones that seem to have become the standard for the Canadian portion of the Alaska Highway. To call it pavement would be generous.

Most of our 3000 km drive up north was done into strong swirling winds, gusting up to 80km/hour. Not a condition to be riding a bike in on a highway where every other vehicle seemed to be a large RV. I was nervous. No, I was scared.

When I started roding, the wind was calm and we began our journey south in a northern heat wave. Daytime highs were 28-30C and a nighttime low of 10-12C. Nearly perfect. Paul and Rick, my two-man support crew figured out a sustainable routine for them. They looked after me as good as I could have hoped for.
I needed to be at the Acadia Colony, 50 km west of Brandon, MB by 3pm, 7 days and 12 hours after I started. After cycling 3000km, I got there at 3:01, 1 minute late.

After 4 successful fundraising events in two days in MB, while still cycling about 200km, I changed crews. My wife Ruth and my nephew Juergen and his 14-year-old son Luke took over from Paul and Rick at 5am on Monday morning. The routine continued and worked flawless.

The US was embedded in a severe heat wave. The humidex reached the mid-forties.
When I was standing on the pavement at a red light, it was almost unbearable. There were times I thought I would pass out. Under the intense heat, my bike computer turned completely black one time.

The Appalachians created a new challenge, as the grades became very steep. The further south we went, the more traffic we encountered. At times the shoulders were virtually nonexistent and I had to keep a perfectly straight line on the edge of the pavement. We got through it.

The last day, riding the Florida Keys, I had a nice tailwind, making it most enjoyable. I even stopped and treated my crew to a relaxed breakfast.

I reached the buoy in Florida (the furthest point south of North America) at 4:56pm on July 5, a full 24 hours ahead of my best case scenario. In 2015, I had started this 9000 km journey in Deadhorse, Alaska, the furthest point north. After 2000km I crashed and broke 5 ribs. It felt fantastic to be able to finish what I had started.

I cycled 7000km in 19.5 days (about 360km/day) plus one day off in-between to speak at four events in MB. I felt great physically and mentally right after. I ran out of road before I ran out energy. If it was not for the Gulf of Mexico, maybe I would be at the southern tip of Argentina by now. (Just kidding).

Amazing what an extra 2.5 hours of sleep per night can do.

Thanks for your interest and support and prayers. Everything turned out better than I had hoped for.

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Reflecting on God’s leading during GrandpasCan 2018

Sometimes I just marvel at how God brings things together. So I need to ask myself; ‘Why do I even worry or why am I anxious that things will work out?’
Check out God’s timing and leading throughout Grandpascan 2018.
1. On  February 12 Ruth suffered a nasty spiral fracture on her tibia plateau, requiring surgery. On a scale of 1-6, (6 being as bad as could be) the doctor rated it a 6. Ruth is always an integral part of my support crew in all of the events. We were very concerned about recovering in time. After 11 weeks of no weight- bearing, then physio, she was totally fine 4.5 months afterthe break. The doctor and the physiotherapist both said that she was  ‘off the typical chart’ as far as recovery time and complete healing was concerned. Only God can do that.
2.  Two weeks before my event, I still had no vehicle to use, and I had no funds to rent one. Triple E out of Morden stepped up to supply a very suitable RV. I have never even met the owners.
3. I wanted to bring Ndondo Mulli and a ‘child mother’ from the MCF Yatta Girls program to Manitoba for 4 major events as I cycled through MB.  The problem was, none of the suitable young ladies had a passport. After months of waiting, Faith, one of two possible candidates received her passport on June 6.
4. For various reasons, the necessary visas only got issued on June 20. Ndondo and Faith needed to be here at the first event on June 22. Their plane arrived 3 hours before they were expected at Acadia Colony, a two hour drive from Winnipeg. Just in time, in God’s time.
5. On our drive up to the Yukon, we encountered winds gusting 90 km/hour. It would not have been possible to be on the bike. Riding my bike, I experienced mostly calm to light winds, both favourable and unfavourable directions.
6. The northern heat wave  of 28-32 degrees Celsius was perfect conditioning for the southern heat wave with a humidex in the mid-40’s.
7. I experienced virtually no fluid retention, never even using my compression stockings once.
8. I needed to arrive at my first event in Acadia at 3 pm. After cycling 3000 km, I got there exactly at 3pm.
9. The four events in MB went flawless. While we had planned them, the final details needed to happen when I was somewhere up north and Ruth was getting ready to join the support crew in Brandon. Thank you to friends who stepped up big time.
10. I had 6 flats, 3 in the north and 3 in the south. Each time the support crew came to my rescue at exactly the right time. (Due to the traffic and the size of the RV, direct follow was seldom possible, yet they were there when I needed them).
11. No one got sick in 21 days on the road. That in itself is a miracle.
12. The roads up north had some less than ideal gravel surfaces. We heard a number of stories of motorcycles going down. I stayed upright the whole time.
13. The traffic in the south was significant and the shoulders were at times nonexistent. God gave me the peace I needed to keep a straight line, even though trucks were coming very close at times.
14. We made a few wrong turns but we never got lost.
15. We encountered many helpful and friendly people. We experienced no hostility towards us on the whole journey.  On the contrary, without fail, every time we set out the lawn chairs to eat a meal we had several vehicles stop to see if we were okay or if there was anything we needed. (even an invitation to come cool off in a backyard pool!)
Sometimes I wonder why I worried at all. God is in control all the time anyway. Many people prayed for us. Thank you. We sure felt  the peace of God throughout all aspects of GrandpasCan 2018.
In Philipians 4:6-7, it says;
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
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Key West

Arvid has arrived at the end of his 2018 journey, successfully completing his north to south he started in 2015. He completed 7000 km this year, starting 120 west of Watson Lake, YT, and trekking to the southernmost point in the US (Key West, Florida). This means he has connected all NA oceans with each other, (Pacific with Atlantic and Arctic with the Gulf of Mexico).

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We have arrived!!

We have arrived safely at Key West, Florida at 4:56pm local time.

Thank you for your prayers.

More photos to come shortly.

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Florida Fun!

Please check back soon .. we expect to arrive in Key West within two hours!!!

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Along the Keys

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Approaching the Finish…

Chariots of Fire

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Prayers of the Grandchildren

Dear Jesus, thank you for Grampa’s strong muscles. Please give his muscles new strength and energy every day of his ride. -E

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7:15 am

After a delay and then re-routing, we are back on the road at 7:15.

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6:00 am (local time): We are presently sitting at an intersection on Hwy 997. The road ahead is closed due to a major accident and we are waiting for permission to proceed. No idea on timing.

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July 4 Stats

In an effort to get closer to Key West, Arvid pushed very hard today, covering 372 km. With having to wait out the thunderstorm we went an hour longer, finishing the day at 11 pm.

Our ‘night nap’ is done and we are on the road at 4:50am.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, (weather conditions) we hope and plan to make it to Key West before nightfall TODAY!!!

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A soggy ride in Florida

Where is the sun in the Sunshine State?Irrigation ditches alongside Hwy 27.

Sugar cane fields as far as the eye can see.

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One hour later …

And we are back on the road again. Unfortunately, in that hour the wind changed and is now a strong headwind.

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Project Description

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Arvid's Stats

Arvid's stats are updated daily in an online spreadsheet. Click here.

Prayer Requests

May 20: As the ride begins, pray that we will have strength equal to the task ahead!


About MCF

Charles Mulli is a former street child from the slums of Kenya. He became extremely successful in business, but then God called him to give it all up and care for the orphaned and abandoned children still on the streets in Kenya. Charles Mulli is the founder and CEO of Mully Children's Family. To learn more about MCF, click here.

Arvid's Role

God has called me (Arvid) to be an ambassador for Mully Children's Family. I have chosen to use ultramarathon cycling as my platform from which to fulfill this calling. You can follow my ride, here, at To read more about me and my story, click here.


I am asking you to help. I am trying to raise funds for the ongoing and capital expenses for the child mothers program at MCF. This program provides the critical life skills the young mothers need. To learn more about donating, click here.

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