A goal without a plan is just a wish. I've got a plan but progress is slow and frustrating.

Two years ago when I rode my first long ride home I kept it a secret from almost everyone I knew until a week beforehand. My wife knew...

When you picture yourself riding your bike, what do you see? Either in dreams or day dreams. Do you see yourself riding in a bunch,...

The tough thing about writing a blog is deciding who you are writing for. This started as something I wrote just for myself and nearest...

And so in a flash, it was over. No sooner had I handed back my hire bike, than I was already planning my return, promising myself I will...

I can't remember being so tired on a ride. Maybe last year on the day I got to Brussels. But this was a different beast. Today we...

For years I have heard people say that Girona is the capital of cycling in Spain. This is normally said by people who have heard about...

Some final thoughts. Just over 10 years ago our eldest Danny was coming up to his 16th birthday and we offered him the choice of 'an...

I'll admit it did feel a little silly staying in a Premier Inn just over the road from Bicester Village last night. Just 65km from home....

I didn't get to ride the whole way here and missed out the only real hills of our trip. Michael did ride it though and in his honour, his...

At the end of this road lies Brussels. Surprise. It's more Macdonalds Where do you go when they have removed the entire bridge? Some...

Check out those wet cobbles! That's Gilbert in blue Evening all... For those of us of a certain age, Maastrict will forever be associated...

On the evidence of this trip, running the Lower Saxony tourist office must be one of the toughest jobs in Germany. Outside of the big...

Downton Abbey Deserted roads Ooh hills... The man who saved my day. I hate to break it to you, but I don't sit down and write these posts...

Just before his 13th birthday Michael and I rode the Coast to Coast route together from Seascale to Gateshead. We did this over four days...

They say you should never go back. You will never recapture the moment. Never feel what you felt again. Clearly the people who say this...

The day before I left Milan for last year's journey I felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. So many questions were going through...

Think back to your first bike. Well perhaps not the first one with stabilisers or the one that you rode around your garden, street or...

Note: I wrote this the day after the C2C but didn't publish it. Something in the original version didn't feel right and so I left it in...

I’ve got a bad back. It’s been a problem for years. It has stopped me from training properly and sometimes from riding at all over the...