Roots
I’m tired…and I don’t mean from yesterday’s 153km ride. I’m tired and need to make a change. I’m tired of #vanlife, of being of no fixed address, of not having a home or a community to call my own. I’m …
I’m tired…and I don’t mean from yesterday’s 153km ride. I’m tired and need to make a change. I’m tired of #vanlife, of being of no fixed address, of not having a home or a community to call my own. I’m …
Life perched upon the saddle isn’t all epic landscapes, athletic exhilaration and post-ride beers. In reality it involves endless hours of mind-numbing, leg-shattering, soul-sucking exertion interspersed with occasional moments of terror, joy and triumph. Tuesday-Wednesday I rode back-to-back 100mile days(162 …
People–cyclists–often complain about other people–motorists. I get it, I’ve have my fair share of negative encounters with motorists. But people are people, more than what we judge them, capable of all things. Enjoying a 75km road ride after work a …
These surely are strange days. Stay-at-home orders, businesses closed, families separated, loved ones unable to hug during times of sorrow, kids forbidden from playing with friends. The ways in which our lives have been turned upside down is as myriad …
It is interesting to consider the lessons, stories or memories that stay with us, the ones we carry through life when other events simply drift into the ether. One of the strangest legacies to remain with me from my cycle-touring …