It was approaching midday and I was blessed with gorgeous weather as I crossed the bridge from France to Spain. My plan was to ride a short distance to San Sebastian and spend the afternoon exploring the beautiful seaside town. Naturally, things didn't quite go to plan. I ended up taking an unwanted detour that …
It is Wednesday the 29th of June 2016. Yesterday I was suffering the effects of sunstroke and I felt horrendous. Today however, I was feeling much better. I managed a 33 mile ride (53 KM) down the coast south western France. I stopped cycling when my surroundings became... different.To my left was a forest of …
After I was sure that Oscar would not return, I continued cycling north in the blistering French midday sun. It was in the low 30's, not a cloud in the sky, and with minimal breeze. I was riding through flat, shade-less fields for what felt like an eternity. The sun had a right good go …
I left my Irish cycling companions at the campsite in Bordeaux and headed out of the city. I thoroughly enjoyed my time with those guys, but it was time to continue my own journey. And so I began to head south. I didn't actually make it that far before something I call 'train-shame' kicked in. …
Due to some laundry and weather delays we had a late start and did not depart from our duck-friendly campsite until gone 1 p.m. The mornings rainfall let up shortly after I awoke and I opened the doors of my tent for some fresh air. One particularly brave duck took this as a sign for …
I woke up from Sam's birthday celebrations, surprisingly, not hungover at all. Today would be the first rest day of this trip and although my legs were not screaming for it, I am sure they needed it. Later tonight Sam and Eddies friend, Bri, would arrive in the city to join them on their travels …
I was up and outside of my tent at 8:00 a.m, a little while before the rest of our make-shift cycle camp. The morning started cool and clear, it was shaping up to be another beautiful day in north-western France. Sam, Eddie and I didn't set off on the bikes until 11:30 a.m. We made …
Upgrading my tent for this bike trip was worth it. It might seem a little excessive carrying around a four-man tent for one person, but after the fiasco of my one-man tent last year I was loving the luxury of head room. I woke up revitalised and unexpectedly mobile, considering the wake-up call my legs …
It was a few minutes past 11 p.m. on the 4th of June 2016. I was sat by a window in the bar of an overnight ferry to France, beer in hand, celebrating the start of my second bicycle adventure. In the morning I would arrive in the town of Roscoff, depart the boat and …
The evening before Oktoberfest I slept in a campsite somewhere in Munich. The party had already begun here and by the state of things it looked like it had been going for a while. The place was a little.....unsanitary. By 8 PM it was very chilly and I was wrapped, fully clothed, inside my sleeping …
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