Storm Hannah Approaches.

A grey start with showers as storm “Hannah” approaches the South of Ireland, warnings had been issued and our campsite is on high ground so will be very exposed. The weather warning suggested rain and increasing winds from early afternoon so we took the opportunity for an early start for our planned cycle ride around…

To The Emerald Isle

Having never been to Ireland before we have decided to start a tour from Rosslare working clockwise with our motor home as team car and base but taking the opportunity to cycle as much as time would allow. With no targets we would stay for three weeks, take our time and return at a later…

Surviving the icy roads.

This last week has seen very low temperatures with hard overnight frosts and daytime temperatures barely rising enough to melt the ice. Ice must be the single biggest worry to all cyclists, unlike most other weather phenomenon’s you cannot always see it lurking to catch out the unsuspecting. For the leisure cyclist the choices are,…

A Storm Called Katie.

Storm Katie was not forecast to be the biggest storm of the year The Met Office had issued weather warnings for the South of England and the strong winds and heavy rain on the bedroom windows coupled with the odd sound of debris rolling down the road led to a disturbed nights sleep. The forecast…

A Winters Tale

Back in the Autumn I had decided that I needed a winter bike so I placed an online order for a Canyon with disc brakes, the order was later cancelled when the bike delivery date came and went and Canyon could not confirm when I might expect to receive it. The reason for an extra…

Back to Hampshire

After seven weeks away sitting on a yacht the fear of what had happened to my cycling fitness was a question I was needing to answer. After 48 hours of air travel returning from Heathrow and sorting through a mountain of mail Mrs B decided the washing machine was to take centre stage so that was…

Imperfect Storm

The closest relevance to cycling is that the storm prevented my Christmas Eve bike ride but mother nature takes no notice of  Christmas arrangements. An early morning chore in that I had to drive Mrs B to Sainsburys to collect the turkey confirmed my fears that I would not be cycling on Christmas Eve.  Flooded…