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  • Day 52 and 53 – Ängelholm – Halmstad – Varberg

    Day 52 and 53 – Ängelholm – Halmstad – Varberg

    Long distance solo cycling, 3500 kms south of Goteborg on my way to Oslo

  • Day 39 & 40 – Duisburg to Datteln to Drensteinfurt

    Day 39 & 40 – Duisburg to Datteln to Drensteinfurt

    Now in the North Rhine-Westphalia area of Germany, and trying to follow the Industrial heritage route for cyclists. My phone died just twenty minutes after setting out, so I’m on a higgledy-piggledy quest to find the way towards who-knows-where. Real cyclists would have the full kit of maps and apps. They would have done some […]

  • Day 34 – 36 – Loreley

    Day 34 – 36 – Loreley

    Simon left Rome very early in the morning and landed at Frankfurt-Hahn airport, hired a car and drove to meet me at Oberwesel. Happily freewheeled down the hill to find him waiting in the car park.  We wandered through the quaint town and milky coffee and a large slice of romantic cake at the Konditorei-caffè […]

  • Day 31 – Ludwigshafen am Rhein to Nackenheim

    Day 31 – Ludwigshafen am Rhein to Nackenheim

    Today the wind came up against me. The tall poplar trees along the river bank clapped their leaves. Sounds like a standing ovation – tree applause. Birds of prey skim from the blue sky over the bristling wheat fields searching for mice. A river of this magnitude begins with a twinkle on a mountain peak […]

  • Day 27 – Freiburg to Erstein – Cycling

    Day 27 – Freiburg to Erstein – Cycling

    A bicycle has two sides to it. Not only is cycling a mood altering activity but is virtually harmless to our Earth. It also cures diseases of the body, mind and soul. Better than yoga, better than pills, even better than a glass of wine. You can pedal elegantly along at thinking speed or beat […]

  • BUZINESS

    BUZINESS

    HELLO everybody, I have been happily illustrating and writing about the cycle ride for 25 days now. Only a quarter of the way in distance – which gives you an idea of how long the long distance ride was. After some thought I’ve decided the story can be divided into three parts to prevent OVERWHELM. […]

  • Day 25 and 26 – Karsau, Basel, Freiburg – 114 kms

    Day 25 and 26 – Karsau, Basel, Freiburg – 114 kms

    No sign of the famous Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte so far. Maybe the world-famous Black Forest Gateau will make an appearance at my next destination, which would be Freiburg, although I doubt I would make it that far in today. The world famous black forest is looming on my right (north). That’s where they make the Kirschwasser […]

  • Day 24 – Waldshut Tiengen to Karsau – bedbugz.

    Day 24 – Waldshut Tiengen to Karsau – bedbugz.

    The only men I attract by my appearance these days, are those with noisy machines. Mowers, tractors, builders and lorry drivers. Even the rubbish truck man made a comment after a near hit. I don’t think it was complimentary.But the hoteliers usually always shake my hand when I leave, which is comforting. My ebike has […]

  • Day 21-Stuben to Rorschach-going down

    Day 21-Stuben to Rorschach-going down

    Dropping down from the arms of the lovely mountain today, with the Alfenz stream happily cascading at my side. From Stuben to Bludenz to Nenzing to Feldkirch. Dropping as a spider does, black wheels spinning below the Scots Pines. White water widens into a deep teal river and you can see the trout. As the […]

  • Day 20 -Landeck to Stuben – the Arlberg pass

    Day 20 -Landeck to Stuben – the Arlberg pass

    The thought of cycling over any Alpine pass makes me nervous, especially this one, so I delay it and dabble with my paint-box instead. Sitting flat on the road in the still sunshine and painting the river bank full of chaotic lupins, dandelions, daisies and the bright water. I’m trying to have poetic thoughts but […]

  • Day 19-Burgusio to Landeck-Austria

    Day 19-Burgusio to Landeck-Austria

    The room has no frills. A small writing table and chair. Eleven electric plugs in the space of three square meters to charge up all my appliances. Other than the battery, there is the phone, the camera, the laptop, two extra lights, and a little recharger for the phone. Up the slope from Burgusio is […]

  • Day 18 – Merano to Burgusio – ONE THOUSAND kms

    Day 18 – Merano to Burgusio – ONE THOUSAND kms

    The day begins with a bit of light pedalling up through the Val Venoster/Vinchgau valley towards the Resia/Reschen pass. This is another historical route called the Via Claudia Augusta. The locals are Italian by law but they are trilingual, German, Italian and English. Tourists are cycling down the valley to Merano in droves. They whizz […]

  • Day 17 – Trento to Merano – rainy day

    Day 17 – Trento to Merano – rainy day

    Riding along warbling a song when I hear popping noises on my helmet and my glasses turned into kaleidoscopes. It is raining again. The body is doing fine, wrapped in plastic but the atmosphere is sheer gloom. After a couple of wrong turns, it’s now full speed on track. The government has done well making […]

  • Day 14 – Mirandola to Mantova – the Po River.

    Day 14 – Mirandola to Mantova – the Po River.

    Known for her exquisite beauty, Mantova of Lombardy is yet another World Heritage site.  Virgil was born nearby, and Shakespeare’s Romeo was banished here after seducing Juliet. Finding a place to stay every night is challenging.  It is midsummer and certainly a dream to cycle through this fairy landscape, but there are floods of tourists gobbling up […]

  • Day 12 – Riola to Rocca di Vignola …the DOG

    Day 12 – Riola to Rocca di Vignola …the DOG

    Waiting in the pitch dark my ears tuned in for the slightest sound. But there was silence apart from a twitter of a night bird. I lay awake for a long time wondering if I should go and see if Giuseppe was ok, but he had locked the door when he left and I didn’t […]

  • Day 5 – San Filippo to Buonconvento

    Day 5 – San Filippo to Buonconvento

    The sky is dark to the point of purple and rain splatters our faces. Eventually we stop and take some miserable shelter under a tree. Passing trucks dash us with dirty road spray. The sky relents slightly so we make our soggy way to San Quirico d’Orcia in search of lunch. The exquisite wild salad […]

  • Day 4 – Bolsena to Bagni San Filippo

    Day 4 – Bolsena to Bagni San Filippo

    Yesterday was a sore day. This morning both my Brooks saddle and the scenery are breathtaking. We set off after a hearty goodbye to our nun, and take the back road up and out of the crater. Stopping to look over our shoulders at Lake Bolsena who winks at us with one blue eye. Simon […]

  • Day 3 – Vetralla to Bolsena

    Day 3 – Vetralla to Bolsena

    Day 3 – Flying along on the bike this morning. Legs pump away the back pain, but the saddle, oooh the saddle. I try to be stoic. My bum blisters have ballooned. One on each cheek. I haven’t seen them yet, but they feel like incorporated gel cushions. At the coffee bar in Vetralla, a […]

  • Day 2 – Formello to Vetralla

    Day 2  – Formello to Vetralla

    Doris from Bremen introduces herself to us outside the Chapel of the Madonna del Sorba. She is walking the pilgrimage with an Italian guide, north to south like you’re supposed to. We are going contro-signage, so taking the backward facing arrows when we see them. She kindly offered me accommodation when I reach Bremen. I’m […]

  • Day 1 – Marino to Formello – via Rome.

    Day 1 – Marino to Formello – via Rome.

    Rome the Eternal city – “Aaah bella Roma” once you are caught in her seductive “La Dolce Vita” embrace, you will become an overly emotional lover who can never leave. At approximately 2800 years old everything from the damp decay of frescoed tombs to her high-flying arches and golden orbs on moonlit domes, from baroque […]

  • Andiamo

    Andiamo

    Andiamo Departure day is here with an early start. The sky is a sharp blue. I put on my padded tights trying to “be like water” as Bruce Lee, the karate guru, once advised. He is known to have said “water can flow, but it can also crash”. Crashing is my biggest concern. Nevertheless, I […]

  • Ready steady

    Ready steady

    In this post we are getting ready to leave Marino Laziale and ride our bicycles to Rome and beyond.

  • 1 – THE BIKE RIDE

    1 – THE BIKE RIDE

    She stands waiting calmly for departure day, glinting with red reflectors in the dark grotto below our apartment.