So Rock n Roll: Riding the Brecon Gap

The Walrus and the Carpenter were walking close at hand:

They wept like anything to see such quantities of sand:

“If this were only cleared away”, they said, “it would be grand!”  

                               Lewis Carroll (The Walrus and the Carpenter)

 

These are the lines that are running through my head as I clatter downhill at an alarming rate, bouncing over boulders, through rock gardens, teeth chattering, limbs shaken from their sockets. In my version however the word  ‘sand’ is replaced with the word ‘rocks’. Ok, I know it doesn’t rhyme but you get the picture.

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!

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……

Remind me, why did I agree to this?

Do you ever find yourself blithely saying ‘yes’ to things without thinking them through, then suddenly days or even weeks later actually fully realise the consequences of doing so.

Yup, me too.

Midges and Maniacs: A Day in Court (Part 4)

“See that crossing there?” the chirpy breakfast waiter pointed to the busy road outside the hotel’s picture window. “Well two people were run over there last week by a bus…..”

Welcome to Swansea!