The Great British Cycle I wrote in the cycling section of this website that I was confident that both cycling sections would prove little trouble and despite all my complaining, this was certainly the case for section one. Before I metaphorically lock up the bike for a few weeks, I thought I’d write a quick […]
Day 12: Lands’ End Snodland to Dover (54 Miles) In my opinion, a good rest day consists of absolutely no exercise and plenty of food, that is certainly what yesterday delivered (plus a few litres of local ale). Most of the festivities took place in Rochester, short train ride from Snodland. This is also where today […]
Day 11: The heavens are empty Molehill Green to Snodland (52 Miles) Once asleep, it can prove very difficult to wake me up again, in fact, I class it as one of my greatest skills. Last night in the tent, my skills were severely tested. Stansted airport lay just a few hundred metres away, providing […]
Day 10: Miles pass by unforgotten Fosdyke to Molehill Green ( 88 Miles) In the States, I more often than not, had a few possibly destinations for the day and would decide around lunch time which was the most plausible. Today was to be my first day such as this of the trip so far. Despite […]
Day 9: Destination Boston……Wait, what? Haxey to Fosdyke ( 73 Miles) It was a strangely familiar feeling waking up this morning and setting my sights on a town just outside Boston. The last time I did so was on the final day of my cycle across America, I had a feeling that today would be […]
Day 8: Eee by gum, Im off down pub Thirsk to Haxey ( 83 Miles) Last night, the owner of the hotel asked what I wanted for breakfast, “You might not want too much if you’re going to be cycling”, “On the contrary my good man, give me all you’ve got”, I replied. He duly delivered […]
Day 7: The Streets I Used To Roam Whitley Bay to Thirsk (70 Miles) It’s a little known fact, but nevertheless true, I was born a Yorkshire man and today I would be returning to the streets that I used to call home. I lived a whole year in Yorkshire, although it was my first year […]
Day 6: This is England Berwick Upon Tweed to Whitley Bay (74 Miles) Forecast for today: Rain. Dried out after yesterday’s rain, it wasn’t long before the storm clouds began to gather again. This was after an excellent breakfast (I’m getting used to this) at the farmhouse where I stayed and a short drive into town to […]
Day 5: Haste Ye Back Aberdour to Berwick Upon Tweed (85 Miles) Waking up in Aberdour is certainly a familiar feeling, preparing to cycle to England is not. After the first 4 days of the trip, I took this chance to wash pretty much all my clothes, as a result, I needed to completely pack […]
Day 4: Ga’an hame, with Yan, in the rain. Pitlochly to Aberdour (65 Miles) The pitter patter of raindrops on the roof of the tent proved to be the perfect remedy for me to fall asleep last night, it also proved to be foreshadowing for the day ahead. After a great night’s sleep, I packed […]