Cycling Contentedly.

I thought of that while cycling”… Albert Einstein.

There are numerous types of recreational cyclists… touring, racing, mountain biking, electric, and more. The main aim for the majority of these appears to be…to propel themselves forward as fast as is humanly possible. Or is it because I’m growing older and slower, that so many appear to be zooming by?

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Cycling Wildly in New Zealand

TE ANAU TO QUEENSTOWN VIA THE MAVORA LAKES.

It was mid-morning on a hot New Years Eve, my bike propped up on the fence of the closed schoolyard. I peeled off a layer of merino…suddenly, there came a resounding crash of breaking glass. The scattering shards bounced off my ankles… 

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Memories from Cycling Diaries.

”When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having. Just go for a spin down the road, without a thought on anything but the ride you are taking.”

Arthur Conan Doyle 1896.

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‘Breathing-In’ and ‘Breathing-Out.’

The breath of life has become much spoken about during the Coronavirus pandemic. Breathing is a natural physical process that keeps us alive and is normally taken for granted by most people. Our respiratory systems will keep on working, we will continue to breathe and therefore we will live on.

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A Yorkshire Girl…

It’s been several weeks since I last posted ‘A Letter from Ambleside’ Since then sadly, many, many more people in the U.K. have died and most of us are still confined to our homes. Alternating between fear, worry and frustration. Wondering, how on earth the U.K. is going to manage the next step of the Covid19 pandemic.

I now know without a doubt, my cycling/wild camping tour of Norwegian and Finnish Lapland is postponed.

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‘You Must Be Brave!’

‘Oh Ratty!’ he cried. ‘I’ve been through such times since I saw you last, you can’t think! Such trials, such sufferings, and all so nobly born!’  (Kenneth Grahame)

Whilst delivering local talks about my cycle touring and wild camping exploits on Nordic soil, a member of the audience often declares, ”You must be brave!’

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Watching the Whale.

It’s almost February here in the English Lake District. The weather is dreary and damp, we’ve had many weeks of what could be described as poor weather. Whilst lying in bed one early morning, recovering from a brief illness, my thoughts turned to more pleasurable days of cycling.

It was a sunny weekday in New Zealand, I gazed contentedly out of the open-sided carriage.

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