Crashing Out…

Crashing Out…

As a kid growing up in the rural Northwest of England I was, like all the other kids, pretty much inseparable from my bike. We rode our bikes everywhere, almost all of the time. It was the only way to get efficiently from A to B around the small neighborhood. Longer...
Anniversary Bash

Anniversary Bash

I started this cycling nonsense on May 5th 2014. It really started in earnest when I bought a new iPhone (my first ever ‘smart’ phone) and downloaded the ‘MapMyRide’ app. My first recorded activity on the app was on Sunday May 4th when I took a...
Friday The 13th.

Friday The 13th.

How does that old joke go? – The woman is lying down on the psychiatrist’s couch and the shrink asks: “Do any of your family members suffer from mental illness?” To which she replies: “No, they all seem to enjoy it”. Though...
One Last Hoorah?

One Last Hoorah?

It is with great sadness that I must report that Spring has reared its ugly head in these here parts, and my precious snow-trails are looking rather precarious, from an existence point of view. It doesn’t seem to be fair to suffer the excruciating hardship of a...