The mental library of peril
Here in the north of England, in my little corner of Lancashire, there’s a hill climb well known to cyclists.Continue Reading
Tag: Bike Ride
You are now entering axe-murderer country
Sometimes I like to ride my bike in the dark, away from street lights and civilisation, and deep in theContinue Reading
The pain ebbs, flows, and throbs
Complaining, and cycling, are not compatible. I have embarked on bike rides before now of such stupidity and exaggerated ambitionContinue Reading
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
I live in the north of England, where the River Lune meets the Irish Sea – it’s a windy partContinue Reading
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