Twenty Five miles in and the climb to Windy Gyle had brought my riding companion to his knees. The forty two mile event was taking its toll on most of the riders and the mighty Breamish Behemoth was definitely the toughest ‘mile for mile’ ride...
And the silence came #TourDeBenNevis2017 “It seems like rain” were the words echoing in my ears all day. My Norwegian friend had come for a weekend away to Scotland racing the Tour De Ben Nevis. The forecast looked pretty horrendous - rain all day Saturday but...
“3 Men And A Lady Ride The Capital Trail!!!! I was on my own as the light started to fade and the fabulous purple hues of the Ling Scottish Heather was a sight to be seen. I didn’t care that I was solo, it’s the way...
Even at St. Lukes Church nobody heard my prayers…… The climb out of Laxey and my legs feel heavy, sure enough as I look down at the back wheel I have a full wobble and realise that I have broken a spoke not to mention my...
The Cheviot Weekender Windy Gyle, Border Ridge and Clennell Street are just some names that those who have ridden around the Cheviots will be familiar with. The Cheviot Weekender would be a social affair hosted by Rich Rothwell from cyclinggeneration.com who recently created his own business on...
'If there was a Podium place for the Singlespeed category then I was 3rd' :-) A week on from my adventure stage race in Sri Lanka and I was now in a small village in North Yorkshire called Boltby at High Paradise Farm. To my pleasant...
Rumble in The Jungle Sri Lanka 4 Day Stage Race 2017 ‘It’s always better the second time round’ The Sri Lankan air was warm, there was hardly a breeze - the blue skies and picturesque villages from the final climb on stage 4 looked like an artists...
Practice makes perfect – 10 Under The Ben After the Dirty Reiver and 200km of Gravel I was ready for some real mtb action so the following week I would be travelling to Fort William to challenge myself and improve on my previous attempts at 10...
I just want a cup of tea with sugar in it…. This was my thought as I approached 160km my legs were tired – my mouth was dry and I had that sickly feeling of not having consumed enough at the food stops. The DirtyReiver 200...
Cold and wet Winter from November until the end of February, not enough daylight and riding a fat bike single speed is the sort of thing I liked to put my body through. I needed a long ride out on the moors and when Saul “Single...