Cycling in a skirt

One life, some bicycles. A million possibilities, zero clue!


4 Comments

Berlin Baby; Bike love and the city.

Berlin is a city that has been built for bikes or should I say rebuilt.

It’s a cityscape that has literally been re-shaped by its turbulent, recent past, but also one that has emerged from the rubble and been thoughtfully designed, very much with the future in mind. Continue reading


4 Comments

There’s a stranger in my spare room

Not unreasonably my friend has just asked “But what if they steal all your stuff when you’re asleep or are just really weird?

Continue reading


9 Comments

Small is beautiful; embracing the mini cycle tour.

Oh Mr Claud Butler how I have missed you. Whilst your body may be rather battered and showing the ravages of age and many miles, who am I to judge! Continue reading


5 Comments

Tignes Spirit

Acrophobia; the irrational fear of heights or Basophobia; the fear of falling; both both genuine phobias and both the current personal experience between which I’m shuffling frantically.

It’s a mental shuffle of course as I’m actually frozen to the spot, extreme terror rendering me immobile, plastered against the back of the cable car with my eyes shut, whimpering and clinging on for dear life. Continue reading


19 Comments

Mountain Bike Touring: The Trans-Cambrian Trail

It started with just a small innocuous advert on the message board of my mountain bike club…..”planning a trip, anyone interested in bike touring get in touch”.

Why not I thought, what harm could there be in just replying……

Continue reading