New Article for Prendas Ciclismo

If you ever catch me riding a bike, I'll be wearing a cotton cycling cap. I bought my first one five years ago and have worn them religiously ever since. Over my time touring, a nice little story unfolded so I decided to write it up and send it to the guys who make all … Continue reading New Article for Prendas Ciclismo

Detouring

Before leaving the UK, cycling had become a therapy of sorts whilst temporarily transitioning back from university life to plan this trip. It gave me a fresh perspective on the surrounding hills, quaint villages and countryside that I’m lucky enough to call home. Crisp early morning’s exploring the Chilterns would become savoured hours in the … Continue reading Detouring

First Forays Above 4000m

Khorog’s Pamir lodge is an infectious place, both the ‘Tajik bug’ and a true cyclists camaraderie became epidemic through those walls over my time there. The place emanated with a true traveller’s atmosphere, tales of the Pamirs told over worn maps splayed out over table tops, leading to many a speculation of what lay ahead. … Continue reading First Forays Above 4000m

Just deserts

There are two things that make life on the bike interesting: freedom and variety. In fact that’s probably a distillation of what makes life in general interesting, when mixed in with a healthy dose of challenge. Uzbekistan so far was definitely lacking in the variety department but mentally, the desert had proved challenging. Now finding … Continue reading Just deserts

Just follow the Danube

The Danube was one of my key markers for traversing Europe, with a lack of contours scarcely imaginable on my detour into the Swiss alps, it always seemed like the ideal path to warm my fresh legs into the touring world. Once the frontier of the Roman Empire, it now hosts the far more important … Continue reading Just follow the Danube

Skiers on the bike path

Three years ago I cycled from Helsinki to Berlin, with the idea of meeting some interesting people and exploring new lands. Arriving in Berlin, I was keen to celebrate the end of expansive pine forests and having successfully fended off a wild boar the previous night. Luckily for me, there were two people who were … Continue reading Skiers on the bike path