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I wake up to a drizzly day near Argentat. All the time thinking, OH it’ll clear up soon and the sun will come out! Not knowing, I’m cycling into one of the wettest months in May on record for France! ☔ I spend the day meandering up the V87. My next wild camp, no.35 is…
The next principal town I pass through is Albi. Another big tourist trap. At this point I want out of the tourist trap. As I’m not a tourist!!!! LOL 😉 After some research I decide to travel by train 🚉 from Gaillac up to Saint-Denis-lès-Martel. The train passes through a valley which I can’t access on…
After a nights stop in Fabrezan, I head westerly towards the old town of Carcassonne on the Canal du Midi. Saying that, every town in France is old! I’m now seriously back into wild-camping-mode ⛺ Wild camping spot no.30 near Trebes. Bit of a slog up a hill, but worth it for the tranquility. Next…
Going Nowhere Slowly – A Micro Journey [content_block id=1180 slug=this-map-is-interactive] I started the day with a dutiful photo outside the The Catlins YHA. Home for the past five months. Over that time I’ve photographed well over thirty cyclists 🚴♂️ as they passed through, now it was my turn. At last! As usual, I’m carrying…
So here we are about to leave Tasmania. Over six months since I left the shores of England for New Zealand. In that time I’ve cycled countless miles (yet to tally up), conquered many BIG l o n g hills, visited family, worked at a backpackers, welded an ailing bike, fought mind bending headwinds,…
On my second attempt to leave Launceston my route is better planned 🧭 I opt for a minor road (the old highway) which follows the newer Bass Highway. Not sure where I’m heading, just west! One place I’m interested in visiting is a town called, Bracknell. When my parents moved back from Ghana, we…