drawings on a dusty road

The southerly winds were making it difficult to gain any relative headway, and grinding out the kilometres in granny gear against … More

morocco: in the footsteps of hercules

Our first ride in Africa was always going to be short. Having lost an hour to time change we headed … More

Ferry crossings can be a mixed bag and we’ve had our fair share of white knuckle rides over the years. … More

So we loaded up the bikes, connected on the trailer, group hugged, high fived, whooped, posed for the *departure* … More

… to join in the Monks’ bike ride.. cute little fella, eh..

As an adolescent I got kicked out of Eden Park Stadium in New Zealand for throwing beer up into the … More

A piece of advice I once received before embarking on my first tour cycling holiday, was to: get out all … More

days to go.. until lift off from the small Spanish town of Vejer, as we pave the way for future … More

Unscheduled stops are part of travelling. We’ve stopped to let trains race past. Endured lengthy delays from border control officers, and … More