Leaving a nearly peaceful wild camping spot … barking ๐ฉ dogs could still be heard, though! We head through Bouabout. With this post, I’m struggling to find the words. Not because I lack the ability to string a sentence together (some might question that!), I just can’t remember much of the next few days….
After an early start out of Luton airport โ๏ธ we arrive in a some what warmer climate than we left. I say we, Iโve a confession, Iโve sneaked along a cycling partner for the start of this journey, namely, Jude! Yes, female! She informs me sheโs resolute and akin to a machine ๐ค Weโll…
My plan is to start in a warmโish ๐ country for spring, heading northwards into Europe as the summer takes hold. After many hours, OK days, I choose the coast of Morocco as my start line. Iโve never been to north west Africa ๐ so why not! In the mean time Iโm prepping my…
Going Nowhere Slowly โ 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 Iโve photographed well over thirty cyclists ๐ดโโ๏ธ as they passed through, now it was my turn. At last! As usual, Iโm carrying…
New Zealand A coach, three flights โ a coach ๐ and many hours, my Thorn Sherpa arrives, along with me. Thankfully in one piece to the little town of Owaka, The Catlins, New Zealand. Some minor superficial damage to the box, apart from that, itโs in good order. A cardboard box ๐ฆover a bike bag any day! Not sure how much time Iโll get…
After years of deliberation and countless hours on the road in the UK, New Zealand and Tasmania dreaming of a new bike ๐ I settle for an English number! I arrived back to Blighty from Tasmania in May 2013. One of my first port-of-calls was to cycle up to Bridgwater, Somerset from Poole, Dorset, to test ride a Thorn bicycle. Thorn Cycles. WOW… look…