A group of green laners, rough stuffers and folk of a relaxed persuasion based in Manchester
Its 640am on Saturday morning and I’m nervous and excited in equal measures, the sky is getting lighter by the minute and the train is approaching, I push my bike on board and strap it in, there's no one else in the carriage but I still wear my mask. I’m heading to North Wales to …
The Peak Audax Wednesday Marple grimpeur series features five rides around thePeak District. At 100km each, these sit on the shorter side of all things audax. Don’t let that fool you though. Each ride carries at least two AAA points, signifying a minimum of 2000m climbing. This year I hoped to ride the full series, …
This particular trip had been on my mind for a few years on and off. As with most of my trips it all started with a late night session pouring over a NZ Topo50 Map (think Ordnance Survey Maps) These days this is very much a digital exploration, with paper maps primarily saved for getting beta on some …
That term, a fools spring, has recently come to my attention. I’d never heard of it until fairly recently and of course, it was the internet that provided it... I’m not convinced, however if nothing else it serves as a nice title for this blog post... After a dreary Winter the emergence of blue skies …
I've always loved bikes as long as I can remember. I grew up with the '90s Mountain bike craze. Rigid steel frames, cantilever brakes, shorts and a hoody. Riding the miles out of Hull to bomb around the tail end of the Yorkshire Wolds in the mud, then ride back. Perfect... After a while things …
During the ‘unprecedented’ times of this past year not only did I rediscover a real passion for getting out on my bike and making the most of that lunch hour freedom whilst working from home, but also picking up the binoculars and scouring the trees, hedges, and waterways that I could ride out to for …
Summer holidays… wide-open beaches… beating sun… ice cream… factor 50. I didn’t get any of this, but that’s what you get for bike touring in September. Over the last few years I’ve been on some sort of cycling holiday with my dad, it’s become something of a Dibble tradition. After the lockdown and the closing …
Being of the disposition to be constantly scouring over maps, mostly of my local area, in the constant hunt for new roads, lanes, tracks and bridleways to ride, inevitably one finds that the original boundaries one holds become more and more relaxed in relation to what can be defined as rideable. Having ridden pretty much …
It feels as if we are suffering from some particularly depressing Manchester weather this winter, so much so that the enthusiasm to ride bicycles evaporates as soon the early morning alarm clock rings.It’s probably (almost certainly) a normal winter, but a combination of a Manchester winter topping off a year that’s been dominated by the …
Paddling Not Pedalling... After a recent post of mine on Instagram, Steve Makin asked if I'd write an account of last week's 'Ocean Adventure Camp' overnighter. Parking the cycle's up for a few days, Wifey & I opted to take the days between our Labour weekend and (our district) Marlborough Anniversary Day off for some …
