Melbourne had been like a ‘Bristol’ on the other side of the world, and as it came time to leave, I was hoping for the sunny Somerset weather on show at Glastonbury to turn out here as I left for Sydney. This was it, the ‘final’ leg of the journey I had set out to … Continue reading A Long Time Coming – Melbourne to Sydney
Jim and Irene are family I never knew I had. In fact, neither did they until they visited Wales just a few weeks ago. Intrigued into searching back their family tree, they ended up visiting the small village in west Wales where the Welsh part of my family live. Tucked away amongst the rolling green … Continue reading Rain & Road Angels – Adelaide to Melbourne
Once again it’s been a while since I last posted oh here – sorry Mum! The truth is I have never been writing so much as I have these past few weeks: articles for cycling websites, magazines, music journals – basically everything but here. Because it’s been such a long time, I’ll start off with … Continue reading Adventures across Vietnam
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…?
I went around my usual morning routine of packing the same bags in the same order as I have done for the past 9 months. This time was different, everything was being filmed. This bag packing was now a performance, and I, a well-practised subject. No need for acting, this is pretty much all I … Continue reading Welcome To The Jungle
I am still alive. I am still cycling. Apologies for leaving it so very long before updating this page, there is a lot to tell and now hopefully time to tell it. My last update was from north-west India, 6 weeks ago, which really is an age when it feels like a sensory kitchen sink … Continue reading It’s been a while…
My initial days in India continued as I had left off – badly. I took a taxi across the city with my bike to find that, despite the website still selling bus tickets to Manali, a massive storm had triggered some huge landslides, cutting off the town and making travel impossible. My taxi driver worked … Continue reading Heaven or Hell