How The Dutch Got Their Cycle Paths
Come with us now, on a journey through time and space…to the world…of the Dutch Cycle Paths…..
This Always Cheers Me Up
You are all SO international!! This is my favourite editing page of the website, and my favourite blog-game is called “Who can that be?”. So give us all a shout-out in “COMMENTS” for your nation, permanent or temporary, if you’re on this list….could just be departure lounges of course…….
Bike Theft from”Secure” Station Lock-up
My good pal and Friend-of-the-blog John Mills has had his bike stolen last night, from a so-called secure lock-up outside Richmond Station. It even has CCTV, but since Police will tell you that these thieves almost certainly covered their heads with their hoodies, it’s a bit irrelevant. The bike in question is the one mentioned […]
Shakedown Ride Day 4 – Nearly There
Despite being followed around the campsite by all the wild ponies (I was the only one up at the site this morning so they seemed to think I was their best bet) I managed to pack and leave by 6.30am. Straight away I could tell that a hard day’s cycling was in prospect. Even with […]
Day 3: They Say Never Go Back
Firstly, I want to say a huge thank you to everyone who’s been posting comments at the bottom of each blog. It’s been very entertaining, and even inspiring, to read them all, and they really add to the pleasure of writing every day. If you’ve enjoyed any page on this website, please do click the […]
Shakedown: Day 2 – New Forest to Puncknowle, West Dorset
Well that was a terrible night’s sleep. I think choosing the first campsite after Southampton was my big mistake. Groups of lads started turning up around 9pm, laughing uncontrollably at the noise their foot pump was making, laughing even more at the sound the mascerator made when they flushed the campsite loo, and generally enjoying […]
Shakedown Ride to West Dorset, Day 1 – Chipperfield to The New Forest
If you want to find out if you’re ready to leave, leave. So at 5.30am this morning I rolled out of our village in Hertfordshire with full panniers and a good weather forecast, including the wind at my back all day, on a ride to see what needs improving before I head for Canada in […]
The Dutch Know a Thing or Two About Bikes
I’ve just received some encouragement and advice from the incomparable Geert Alkema, Head of Sports at my lads’ old school, The Rudolph Steiner School Kings Langley. He’s a keen cyclist, amongst many other sports, and he’s Dutch. He and his German wife Sabine, who is an inspirational German teacher at the school, lent us their […]
Training Lunch, Italian style
There are training rides, and then there are sunny rides along a canal to an Italian restaurant on a free Saturday, followed by a slow pootle home. Today was a bit more of the second kind. In spite of my having insisted on paying, our lovely Italian friend Claudio couldn’t be stopped from beating me […]
Non-bike-ride day, non-turbo-training day, non-violin-playing day……so what to do…….?
…this is how my son Jacob and I spent the day:
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