Yesterday afternoon I arrived back home having cycled a rickshaw a thousand miles home from the Highlands. It took just over four weeks, meaning that I finished two weeks ahead of schedule.... Read more
When next shall I find myself lying in a ditch beneath a sheet of camouflage nylon inside a sleeping bag strewn at the most obscure of angles to find comfort whilst tending a pot of luke war... Read more
This blog post is being written from a small gravel layby off the A4074 from which I’ve just turn off in a mild hypoglycaemic funk. Yesterday was my biggest yet – 74 miles... Read more
The most notable change for the second leg of my journey is that The Bug now works properly. Where previously my cycling was accompanied by a continual grinding-of-metal noise and my charge... Read more
My forearms rest over the handlebars and my head is down. My body rocks from side to side and my legs keep turning over. I look ahead at the rising road and subdue a smile with gritted teeth... Read more
Tomorrow our country goes to the polls to decide who will lead the country and I’m taking a moment out of my day’s cycling and my website’s expedition updates to write abou... Read more
Let’s indulge for a moment in true British fashion. Let’s talk about the weather. I’ve not been checking the forecast. I rarely do. But on two occasions I’ve been tol... Read more
Without going into too much boring detail, I’ve had a number of mechanical issues arising with The Bug since stopping in Edinburgh. They’ve largely revolved around dodgy wheels a... Read more
There are lots of reasons that pedalling this contraption is quite slow and a little hard work – its size, its weight, its poor aerodynamics and the fact that the left wheel acts as th... Read more