Ultra Across Myanmar…?

If there’s something I’ve learnt on this trip, it’s that time is an undervalued commodity. One of the real virtues of travelling by bike is the sheer amount of it you have to yourself. For some I’m sure that screams solitary torture, but if you’re the kind of person that fancies cycling around the world, … Continue reading Ultra Across Myanmar…?

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

Mountains, Seas, and protesting in Tbilisi

I’d broken up my trip with a visit to see Shauna in Italy. Beautiful cobbled squares, incredible food and easily accessible alcohol. It was a world away from sleeping rough on the floors of Turkish petrol stations. Returning on the plane I felt a pit in my stomach, I really didn’t want to be back … Continue reading Mountains, Seas, and protesting in Tbilisi

Off the ‘Beaten Track’

If we were to walk down the street together, chances are that you would overtake me. My natural pace is an amble at best, and it generally takes a crippling disability for me forge ahead of someone on the pavement. Put me on a bike however and this contempt for the slower way of life … Continue reading Off the ‘Beaten Track’

Caught in the crossfire: Siberian winds

Budapest, a city of two sides (Buda and Pest) which is also it’s own county. My weekend there certainly felt like a microcosm, a world away from how I have been approaching previous cities on this journey. After starting to consider myself to be slowly earning my travelling ‘stripes’ as I traverse Europe in winter, … Continue reading Caught in the crossfire: Siberian winds

Why are you punishing yourself?

‘What did you do to deserve that?’ The comment from one of the hostel staff upon checking in, pretty accurately reflected the current and forecasted weather for bike riding. He seemed pretty adamant that this was some sort of punishment I was inflicting upon myself to make amends for previous wrongs in my life. I … Continue reading Why are you punishing yourself?

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