”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.
Continue reading “Memories from Cycling Diaries.”
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.
Continue reading “‘Breathing-In’ and ‘Breathing-Out.’”
Here in Ambleside, we are watching and waiting as the country begins to emerge out of the lockdown. Local residents, are holding animated discussions about the inevitable return of holidaymakers to the village.
Continue reading “News and Thoughts from Ambleside.”
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.
Continue reading “A Yorkshire Girl…”
A strange new world has been thrust upon us. One that happened so quickly it has been somewhat unreal and difficult to grasp.
Continue reading “A Letter from Ambleside.”
‘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!’
Continue reading “‘You Must Be Brave!’”
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.
Continue reading “Watching the Whale.”
In this the last post of 2019, I would like to send all my blog followers and readers a giant thank you and much gratitude, for your loyal support and lovely heartwarming comments over the last year. I hope you are enjoying the festive break and looking forward to the new year of 2020.
Continue reading “‘Find Beauty, Be Still’”
The days seem shorter and the light is dwindling, along with my willpower. It’s not easy to carry on running, cycling or swimming, when the cold mornings are dim, the early evenings dark and working hours, are spiralling out of control.
So, I’ve had to come up with a proverbial carrot to dangle in front of my mind’s eye! Continue reading “November Thoughts.”
“A lake is the landscape’s most beautiful and expressive feature. It is Earth’s eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature.” – Henry David Thoreau, 9. The Ponds, Walden
As I run through the seasons, the ethereal and mysterious Lily Tarn keeps my spirits up and never fails to enthral me, over and over again. Continue reading “The Joy of Lily Tarn”