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White Point


The most beautiful place in the world, if my journal entry from the time is to be believed.

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“an easy passport to travel on”

13/11/2017 | #

Thoughts on a good quote from Alastair Humphreys

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In praise of Canada

27/10/2017 | #

4472 miles cycled, 5349 miles travelled. 10 provinces traversed.
Hundreds of kind, genuine and inquisitive people met.
A round-up of an excellent summer.

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Cycling in London


I love cycling in London. Behind and between the bits you usually see. Riding the lines above ground that connect the underground exit points you usually descend into and emerge from. Secret streets. Private parks and thoroughfares inaccessible to cars and cabs. Rows of houses where real-life Londoners live, not the pretenders who commute in. […]

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Pay it forward


Another night where the quality of my sleep was greatly enhanced by the generosity of others. Generosity stemming from not wanting to see me sleep in a waterproof bivvy bag, despite me being more than happy to do so. I repeated a mantra in my head as I left the estate, sipping my already-tepid coffee […]

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#29: roads and beacons


I’m back in the UK. This may come as a surprise to some of you. A friend told me before I set off, “don’t go away and find yourself, it’s wanky”. Sound advice. And with it in mind, I thought about roads and beacons while riding. Parts of our ride were defined by highways – […]

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Fish and chips of human kindness

13/9/2017 | #

A rigmarole-ridden day, topped off with Rick and Morty & a fish and chip supper in a private games and sauna room. The rigmarole: Kristian left his wallet with our passports in the Dancing Moose Diner, and didn’t realise until 10 miles down the road. A full kit inspection confirmed it was left behind and […]

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Release the hounds

7/9/2017 | #

“Go go go go go go go!” Never a good thing to hear while you’re riding, less so when you recently passed a sign saying “YES, this dog bites!“. My brain immediately made the connection between Alex’s warning and the sign, but my eyes wanted to see for themselves. So I turned around to see […]

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3/9/2017 | #

We get asked questions on the theme of “what’s been the best bit?” quite often. Screening 79 days for standout moments on demand creates a lot of pressure, and usually draws a mental blank followed by a lacklustre “it’s all been amazing!”. I thought about it in my tent one night, and all the best […]

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Maritime time

2/9/2017 | #

The St Lawrence river bisects the north and south parts of Quebec, and the Laurentide Mountains were a wavy blue silhouette, comfortably on the other side to where we were riding. But the horizon on our side began to bulge ominously as we approached the Appalachians. At first occasional glimpses of foothills, then slow climbs […]

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28/8/2017 | #

“I’ll just grab some hummus”, said Alex as he walked into the store. “The rich man’s peanut butter and jam”, Kristian and I decided wittily. A self-proclaimed Epicurean, Alex’s tastes become apparent as he enjoys fruits de mer with olives and cheese for dinner, while we eat plain boiled rice and fried eggs. Our dinner […]

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Roadside Jesus

26/8/2017 | #

“Find Jesus, then take the second right”. These were the barmaid’s directions to a free beach-side camp spot. When so much of the route is long stretches on turn-free roads, directions become a lot more succinct. The evening was soggy, with a downpour outside where our bikes and currently unfound campsite were, but not inside […]

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