...with the sound of a squeaky derailleur and a skinny Englishman cursing the weight of his bike. That's right, the last week I've been cycling through Austria - land of Apple Strudel, many a Doe (that is to say a deer, a female deer) and of course The Alps, which I have firmly decided are … Continue reading The hills are alive…
It's been a wonderful few days in Munich with Marie but this morning we parted ways, not knowing when or where we'll meet next. Onwards and eastwards I go...
Due to the extra rest day in Strasbourg, I've had to scoot rather quickly across Southern Germany as I needed to be in Munich thursday evening to meet Marie. I've stormed through the Schwarzwald (Black Forest), briefly met the Danube through Ulm (we'll be meeting again in Austria) and down through Augsburg to Munich. Three … Continue reading Bavaria, Briefly
I've made it to Strasbourg, an important target for me as it represented a move from North Western Europe into Central Europe proper. I'm having a rest day here and staying with a group of musicians, who are part of a free jazz improvisation collective. They're probably the coolest people I've ever met - so … Continue reading The low countries
Yesterday I cycled through some amazing scenery, I was spontaneous and rewarded for it and I met some amazing people who were previously strangers. In short, it brought together so many of the things that I hoped for when I set out on this trip - so much so that I thought I would share … Continue reading A day in the Ardennes
"It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best..." - Ernest Hemmingway I write this on the ferry from Dover to Dunkerque and as I do so reflect that I have indeed come to learn the contours of my own country much better than before. It's been a pleasant … Continue reading Farewell England, see you again someday
I've finally left! A bit later in the day than planned but I'm out the door and gone which is the main thing. A quick jaunt for 14 miles to Wells to stay the night with Nana & Grandad. Better to leave than hang around waiting for the perfect time (and weather - it was … Continue reading The first step is the hardest
I spent today gallivanting around the fields and hills near my parents home in Axbridge, Somerset. It was glorious! There was a brilliant blue sky, the sun was shining and every plant and tree seemed to be blossoming in the May sunshine. It's also my last week here before I set off next Monday and … Continue reading Ode to Somerset
On the morning of my final day of work, it's still not quite sinking in. The fact that for the next year my tent will be my home, my little stove as my kitchen, rivers and fountains as my shower and no fixed abode for the first time in my life. I'm not sure it will … Continue reading Anticipation
Wimereaux to Home Short ride to cover Wimereaux to Calais (30 miles or so). Sunny weather and clear skies. Nice rolling roads along the coast. Hopped a ferry, fish and chips on board then home. Train up to London, Henry to get another train out to home. The end of a great tour.