It’s funny how things work out. A few weeks ago I attempted to visit the National Cycle Collection in Llandrindod Wells, Wales. Regrettably, it was closed, dashing my hopes of examining a few early examples of the bicycle. On Monday, …
A few days ago, while making my way west from Annan, I stopped at a pub in the town of Castle Douglas. Despite the the nervous glances thrown my way by the locals sitting at the bar–remember, I’m in my …
It’s a line I hear far too often; Ya, I had to quit cycling; you know, ever since I had kids. I’m sorry, but you are wrong. In fact, having children should be a reason to ride more! A few …
Expectations are for fools and the desperate. While I may once have been either or both, cycle-touring has taught me the value of leaving prejudices aside, rolling into a town free from expectations. In fact, in so doing, the only …
A few pics from along Hadrian’s Wall. Thanks, Joe.