Physics, and the application of, has never been my strong point. In fact we gratefully parted company in my early teens after I set fire to the school lab during an experiment and I’ve been happily oblivious since.
Riding bikes however, I’ve discovered you just can’t get away from the subject and the effect is has on daily life. Continue reading
Category Archives: Hills and Mountains
The Ghost of New Years Past: Argentina by Bike (Part 1)
I absolutely, definitely wasn’t going to write a ‘New Year’s’ post this year. As the dull, wet pall of January settles over us the last thing I want to do is make/write about well-meaning promises to myself (usually involving the reduction chocolate intake) which I resolutely know I’m not going to keep.
But I have written, and I blame Facebook. If you’re a user of you’ll know that there’s a ‘Your Memories’ feature, an impish bit of coding which means that photographs of you having a great time – holidays, parties, nights out etc pop up on their annual anniversary, usually coinciding, a year or so later with a bout of flu or a stressful work deadline. ‘Look’ it says, your life used to be fun.
And that’s what happened. Three years ago, before the ‘C’ (covid) word was even uttered I’d managed to swap the cold and wet of an English New Year to go cycle touring in the summer sun of Argentina, or so I presumed. Continue reading
Bread and Gold
Today’s question: What do sandwiches, symphonies and a Strava segment all have in common? Continue reading
So Rock n Roll: Riding the Brecon Gap
The Only Way Is Up! Mountain biking in the Shropshire Hills.
You can usually tell what kind of ride it’s going to be in the first couple of miles.
Less than 5 mins after setting out I’m gasping away in my lowest gear, facing a 20% ramp of road that looks more like a wall. Hmmm, it’s definitely going to be an ‘interesting’ day out. Continue reading