Saturday, the forecast said it was going to be grim......and so it was. I got out to the bench, got a brew on, ate some biscuits and pulled out my book, and then the rain came, and the wind and shortly after a slobbering bulldog whose owner couldn’t care less about the fact that it …
A solid forecast, an Autumn that keeps on giving, and the return of our good pal Will (We don't see Will too often, so to receive a message confirming his presence for this mornings outing was a lovely surprise). Throw in our favourite lanes, some trail side brews, a couple of sausage butties and the …
I’ve just spent the last month (more or less) riding bikes along the coastal roads of North West England. There’s a number of reasons for doing this, the main one being that this is an area that I’ve come to love over the last twenty five years of staying here ( in fact it seriously …
Through all of our lives, there are certain milestones that are aimed for and hopefully reached... learning to walk, learning to talk and of course, learning to ride a bike. The latter happened for me simply and painlessly over 50 years ago; with the help and determination of my father who fell in love with …
I lost my favourite hat this morning! Somewhere between home, a quick stop in Altrincham for a can of stove juice and the procurement of breakfast materials. I realised it was no longer in my back pocket the second I got inside the door of Monty's sandwich shop, gutted! I loved that hat. Bought from …
Notes from the ride journal. FRIDAY 0737 TEBAY SERVICES After a torrid evening prepping the bike in the dark, with no less than four self-induced new punctures changing the tyres, the second annual Scotland in September trip is underway. It was a fitful sleep, as is customary with my early starts, was …
Sitting at the new GUTM headquarters just off the trail, the surprising things you overhear from passing cyclists (with a nod to Dave Gorman) All random, separate, sentences overheard and joined together whilst sitting reading my book... This way Willow come on mate there's a river to cross and it leads you back to barnes lane …
