A brief window between rain, misery, trench-foot and crisp, clear, glorious, riding. The sky was not empyting its contents in wave after wave of North Atlantic drudgery. Instead, the sun streamed through autumnal… Continue reading
Some very naughty squirrels in this humorous piece of cycle art produced for Artcrank Portland (Artist unknown).
Brecon cyclo-cross 27th October. After crashing continuously (more here), I’m liberally daubed in mud. Image captured by Sam Beckett.
Leaving the house, large raindrops bead on my jacket, leaving silvery contrails to my cuffs. A Peter’s pies van blocks station road. Hop off and push the bike along the pavement edge. Disraeli… Continue reading