Day 19 I had been heading West along the North coast of Spain for a few days when I decided that I would start to head South for the mountains. It was getting towards the end of the day so I decided to have a final night camping next to the sea. I crossed a river making its way to the coast and took a small road along by a place marked on the map as Ria de Tina Menor. I had a very steep climb up through a wooded road and at the top I was rewarded / blown away by this view. My overnight camp ended up as two night just to enjoy the views.
Day 19 I had been heading West along the North coast of Spain for a few days when I decided that I would start to head South for the mountains. It was getting towards the end of the day so I decided to have a final night camping next to the sea. I crossed a river making its way to the coast and took a small road along by a place marked on the map as Ria de Tina Menor. I had a very steep climb up through a wooded road and at the top I was rewarded / blown away by this view. My overnight camp ended up as two night just to enjoy the views.

Day 19 I had been heading West along the North coast of Spain for a few days when I decided that I would start to head South for the mountains. It was getting towards the end of the day so I decided to have a final night camping next to the sea. I crossed a river making its way to the coast and took a small road along by a place marked on the map as Ria de Tina Menor. I had a very steep climb up through a wooded road and at the top I was rewarded / blown away by this view. My overnight camp ended up as two night just to enjoy the views.

Day 17 Having just got off the ferry at 1am I tried to sleep on the marble floor of the ferry terminal at Santander, only to be awoken by the Civil Guard. I agreed to leave and at 3am I cycled out of the port to sleep rough on the cliff tops. With a couple hours sleep I awoke to this sunset and I can remember grinning and feeling like I was a very lucky man and very adventurous. I packed my sleeping bag away before anyone moved me on again and I washed by swimming in the sea.
Day 17 Having just got off the ferry at 1am I tried to sleep on the marble floor of the ferry terminal at Santander, only to be awoken by the Civil Guard. I agreed to leave and at 3am I cycled out of the port to sleep rough on the cliff tops. With a couple hours sleep I awoke to this sunset and I can remember grinning and feeling like I was a very lucky man and very adventurous. I packed my sleeping bag away before anyone moved me on again and I washed by swimming in the sea.

Day 17 Having just got off the ferry at 1am I tried to sleep on the marble floor of the ferry terminal at Santander, only to be awoken by the Civil Guard. I agreed to leave and at 3am I cycled out of the port to sleep rough on the cliff tops. With a couple hours sleep I awoke to this sunset and I can remember grinning and feeling like I was a very lucky man and very adventurous. I packed my sleeping bag away before anyone moved me on again and I washed by swimming in the sea.

Day 14 I had made it to the South Coast of England and arrived at the Hythe Pier to cross Southampton water by ferry and head across to Portsmouth. Walking along the pier it was good to see a plaque dedicated to a hero of mine T. E. Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia) who lived in the village of Hythe between 1931 and 1932.
Day 14 I had made it to the South Coast of England and arrived at the Hythe Pier to cross Southampton water by ferry and head across to Portsmouth. Walking along the pier it was good to see a plaque dedicated to a hero of mine T. E. Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia) who lived in the village of Hythe between 1931 and 1932.

Day 14 I had made it to the South Coast of England and arrived at the Hythe Pier to cross Southampton water by ferry and head across to Portsmouth. Walking along the pier it was good to see a plaque dedicated to a hero of mine T. E. Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia) who lived in the village of Hythe between 1931 and 1932.

Adventure is waiting
Yesterday I signed the final document to seal my fate for the future. I have been in my current job for 12 years but I will be leaving my employer at the end of April to take my life in a new direction.
Since the age of 17 when I bought a bike with my wages I became hooked and for the past 24 years this has not faded. Cycling has given me so much.
To name a few:
Freedom to get out of the city and to search out some truly stunning parts of the UK countryside. There is something about being in the middle of nowhere, miles from home, knowing that you got there under your own steam.
Friendships born through being out on a bike all day, sharing the highs experienced through fast descents, the in-betweens of hours chatting in the saddle and the lows of enduring hard weather and terrain.
It is for the love of cycling and due to a lifelong dream of going on a big tour that I plan to spend the forseable future sat on a bike.
I am not saying that I want to cycle round the world. I am not saying that I intend to cycle hard for 10 hours a day everyday. I want to simply travel by bike. I plan to leave my house in May, cycle down to a ferry port and cross the channel and see what happens. No big plans. No end destination. Travel by bike for the love of it.
I hope you will follow my exploits. I will try to not be too annoying, I know how lucky I am to have family, friends and the worlds most understanding girlfriend behind me.
I just wanted to give it a go.
Adventure is waiting
Yesterday I signed the final document to seal my fate for the future. I have been in my current job for 12 years but I will be leaving my employer at the end of April to take my life in a new direction.
Since the age of 17 when I bought a bike with my wages I became hooked and for the past 24 years this has not faded. Cycling has given me so much.
To name a few:
Freedom to get out of the city and to search out some truly stunning parts of the UK countryside. There is something about being in the middle of nowhere, miles from home, knowing that you got there under your own steam.
Friendships born through being out on a bike all day, sharing the highs experienced through fast descents, the in-betweens of hours chatting in the saddle and the lows of enduring hard weather and terrain.
It is for the love of cycling and due to a lifelong dream of going on a big tour that I plan to spend the forseable future sat on a bike.
I am not saying that I want to cycle round the world. I am not saying that I intend to cycle hard for 10 hours a day everyday. I want to simply travel by bike. I plan to leave my house in May, cycle down to a ferry port and cross the channel and see what happens. No big plans. No end destination. Travel by bike for the love of it.
I hope you will follow my exploits. I will try to not be too annoying, I know how lucky I am to have family, friends and the worlds most understanding girlfriend behind me.
I just wanted to give it a go.

Adventure is waiting

Yesterday I signed the final document to seal my fate for the future. I have been in my current job for 12 years but I will be leaving my employer at the end of April to take my life in a new direction.

Since the age of 17 when I bought a bike with my wages I became hooked and for the past 24 years this has not faded. Cycling has given me so much.

To name a few:

  • Freedom to get out of the city and to search out some truly stunning parts of the UK countryside. There is something about being in the middle of nowhere, miles from home, knowing that you got there under your own steam.
  • Friendships born through being out on a bike all day, sharing the highs experienced through fast descents, the in-betweens of hours chatting in the saddle and the lows of enduring hard weather and terrain.

It is for the love of cycling and due to a lifelong dream of going on a big tour that I plan to spend the forseable future sat on a bike.

I am not saying that I want to cycle round the world. I am not saying that I intend to cycle hard for 10 hours a day everyday. I want to simply travel by bike. I plan to leave my house in May, cycle down to a ferry port and cross the channel and see what happens. No big plans. No end destination. Travel by bike for the love of it.

I hope you will follow my exploits. I will try to not be too annoying, I know how lucky I am to have family, friends and the worlds most understanding girlfriend behind me.

I just wanted to give it a go.

Biscuit art
My girlfriend was doing some watercolours so I pinched a bit of paper and a paintbrush when she wasn’t looking.
I have to say, I am enjoying having a go at something creative. The spoon I carved last month… today’s watercolour biscuit art… the act of creating something and getting lost in the moment is such a stress buster.
Biscuit art
My girlfriend was doing some watercolours so I pinched a bit of paper and a paintbrush when she wasn’t looking.
I have to say, I am enjoying having a go at something creative. The spoon I carved last month… today’s watercolour biscuit art… the act of creating something and getting lost in the moment is such a stress buster.

Biscuit art

My girlfriend was doing some watercolours so I pinched a bit of paper and a paintbrush when she wasn’t looking.

I have to say, I am enjoying having a go at something creative. The spoon I carved last month… today’s watercolour biscuit art… the act of creating something and getting lost in the moment is such a stress buster.

My first wooden spoon
During last weeks storms I watched as a limb from a tree outside the house broke off and fell into the road. I can’t remember ever seeing a limb fall from a tree in such close proximity so the bit of wood felt a little bit special to me.
So i got thinking and I bought an axe. I took my axe and chopped a small part of the limb off and made something which was desperately missing from the kitchen.
Tonight’s tea of squash risotto will not be stirred with a very noisy metal spoon. Rather it will be made with a very bespoke risotto stirrer. Given the price of the axe this is a very expensive risotto stirrer but who said every story has to have a positive moral.
My first wooden spoon
During last weeks storms I watched as a limb from a tree outside the house broke off and fell into the road. I can’t remember ever seeing a limb fall from a tree in such close proximity so the bit of wood felt a little bit special to me.
So i got thinking and I bought an axe. I took my axe and chopped a small part of the limb off and made something which was desperately missing from the kitchen.
Tonight’s tea of squash risotto will not be stirred with a very noisy metal spoon. Rather it will be made with a very bespoke risotto stirrer. Given the price of the axe this is a very expensive risotto stirrer but who said every story has to have a positive moral.

My first wooden spoon

During last weeks storms I watched as a limb from a tree outside the house broke off and fell into the road. I can’t remember ever seeing a limb fall from a tree in such close proximity so the bit of wood felt a little bit special to me.

So i got thinking and I bought an axe. I took my axe and chopped a small part of the limb off and made something which was desperately missing from the kitchen.

Tonight’s tea of squash risotto will not be stirred with a very noisy metal spoon. Rather it will be made with a very bespoke risotto stirrer. Given the price of the axe this is a very expensive risotto stirrer but who said every story has to have a positive moral.

Received in the post today

"Congratulations. you are one of the 7,357 people to have ridden and completed the Festive 500 in 2013. From all of us at Rapha, we’d like to say thank you for making it such a fantastic event. We doff our cycling caps to you for going the distance and proving your passion for riding your bike. Collectively, the Festive 500 saw more than 31,000 riders participate, amassing almost 8 million kilometres.”
Received in the post today

"Congratulations. you are one of the 7,357 people to have ridden and completed the Festive 500 in 2013. From all of us at Rapha, we’d like to say thank you for making it such a fantastic event. We doff our cycling caps to you for going the distance and proving your passion for riding your bike. Collectively, the Festive 500 saw more than 31,000 riders participate, amassing almost 8 million kilometres.”

Received in the post today

"Congratulations. you are one of the 7,357 people to have ridden and completed the Festive 500 in 2013. From all of us at Rapha, we’d like to say thank you for making it such a fantastic event. We doff our cycling caps to you for going the distance and proving your passion for riding your bike. Collectively, the Festive 500 saw more than 31,000 riders participate, amassing almost 8 million kilometres.”