So, it seems that after a mere 2190-ish days (or a paltry 6 years) I have finally written and published a book.
Yes it’s about cycling.
Yes it’s about cycling in a skirt.
Cycling in a skirt, solo, across Canada to be precise. Continue reading
So, it seems that after a mere 2190-ish days (or a paltry 6 years) I have finally written and published a book.
Yes it’s about cycling.
Yes it’s about cycling in a skirt.
Cycling in a skirt, solo, across Canada to be precise. Continue reading →
Two things I never learn?
Number 1. When you’re given a time estimate for doing something, never believe it. Double it, add the largest number you can think of, then multiply it a by a thousand.
Number 2. Never, ever, if you can help it, go on holiday carrying a bike
Beyond exhausted, the shock finally set in. Shaking and tearful, I refused to get out of the car – so that’s where we stayed, listening to the rain and waiting for dawn.
Continued from the previous post…. Continue reading →
This was the question faced by Vick Myers on becomming a new mum.
An avid cylist, from a family of keen cycle tourers, bikes are a big part of Vicky’s life, even down to taking me on my first cycling tour whilst she was a few months pregnant. Now with a new baby, she wasn’t about to stop cycling…. she just needed to work out exactly how she could ‘get a baby on a bicycle’.
Here she writes candidly and with humour about just how it can be done. Continue reading →
Continued….
Leaving my haven at Rennes-Les-Bains the next day I nervously set off and upwards towards Bugarach, from there to join the D7/D10 to face the infamous Gorges de Galamus.
These gorges offer the intrepid walker, cyclist or driver the chance to tackle a few adrenalin-filled kilometres of single track road carved out of the cliffs, bordered with low side walls one side and a terrifying drop to the river far, far below. Continue reading →