Cycle
Willfully Delayed
I was dreading the return to the bike. More butt aching agony, and hopeless hills and I’d be back in the middle of nowhere where I’d be hanging out with snakes and rodents and smiley Read more…
I was dreading the return to the bike. More butt aching agony, and hopeless hills and I’d be back in the middle of nowhere where I’d be hanging out with snakes and rodents and smiley Read more…
So it’s official, I’ve become a lazy slob, Northern Thailand has sucked me in and hippyfied me. And two weeks later I’m till sitting here talking about leaving… I almost did today – almost – Read more…
So what’s next?? I’m clueless – stumped – bewildered and desperately in need of motivation, inspiration, and challengisation. And for this I need you… yes, that’s right – YOU! Come Thursday I’ll have my Chinese Read more…
I was sweating water faster than I could drink it. It was one of those amazing phenomenas that showed me exactly why I had yet to see any other cyclists on the road! It was Read more…
It’s not ideal having both an empty passport and a bicycle. The two just don’t quite seem to match up. I should be bouncing around the world mustering stamps and visas like my life depends Read more…
[*’Bisex’ being ‘Basix’ mixed with ‘Bike’…. not ‘Bisexual’ – I tell you this now in an attempt to not disappoint just in case that is what you were after] The odd rest spot where sometimes you find Read more…
[*’Bisex’ being ‘Basics’ mixed with ‘Bike’…. not ‘Bisexual’ – I tell you this now in an attempt to not disappoint just in case that is what you were after] It’s been a long time coming, but I Read more…
Monks are chasing you with guns, toddlers are plastering you with toxic chemicals, around every corner lies a vicious terrorist just waiting to attack. There’s nowhere safe… nobody you can trust – it’s just you and at Read more…
It’s a bit of a shock to the system when you’re bolted from a life of scummy hotels and squating with rodents and bedbugs and street food to perfection. And I don’t use this word Read more…
I might have mentioned before how much I hate busses. And I do. I despise them – but sometimes you have to suck it up, [wo]man up, board them and live the nightmare… sometimes. This Read more…