A New Year & Anniversary

It was a different Luang Prabang to the one I’d left just over two weeks ago. Then I’d driven to the airport on a motorbike with my friend, Angelique, riding pillion before waving goodbye as I boarded a flight to see my parents for Christmas in Hanoi. Having cycled seriously hard over the preceding weeks … Continue reading A New Year & Anniversary

It Probably Won’t Be A White Christmas…

Spending four days in Chiang Mai catching up with my aunt having being on the road for nearly a year was a refreshing recovery. As expected, resting up after a particularly tough 3000km three-week ride, these days just flew by. Too soon it was time to say goodbye, bringing back the usual twinge of sadness … Continue reading It Probably Won’t Be A White Christmas…

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

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

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

Bourne End through Belgium

Today is my seventh day on the road, and well, what a week it’s been! I’m currently sipping on a chocolat chaud, the classic version according to the lady, and enjoying what the quaint city of Namur has to offer. In short, I’m feeling world away from cycling into that rain last Saturday. After taking … Continue reading Bourne End through Belgium

The Big Trip Announcement…

So here it is! The 'big Bertha'! This is the proposed route from London to Sydney, tackling the highest accessible roads Eurasia (and the world) has to offer. Any chance of a westerly breeze...? It is becoming very real now that little red line has come into existence that I shall start following this trail … Continue reading The Big Trip Announcement…