Softening the Edges of the Toughest Granite
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 …
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.
On Friday, July 1st–Canada Day to all my friends back home–while having breakfast at the Balandra B&B in Skelton, I discussed my intended route for the day with my host, Douglas. The plan was to continue north to Carlisle, head …