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Our barn is home to a number of hoards. One is early nineties Specialized Crossroads bikes. Others, a lifetime of magazine addiction, a book inheritance and perhaps the most precious one to me, all my […]
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Sometimes the journey into a hard drive takes me on an unexpected path and I end up in another country and time to the one planned. A good example of this would be my looking for […]
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Orbea Bicycles Time presses on and I still haven’t eaten since this morning. A longer road than planned means the light is turning that lovely golden hue as it heads west and south away from […]
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Just over a year and a half ago my life changed for good in an instant. I haven’t spoken publicly yet of the accident on the local col that so nearly claimed me, but anyone […]
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Context is everything. Without it these huts’ history could be assumed benign. In contrast this is a sad and moving space. One of a shameful history. Left as memorial but too easily overlooked, perhaps conveniently forgotten. […]
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A routine but lovely bicycle ride ended one day as usual at home in my rural French village in the pre-Pyrenees as if it had been photocopied on 400%. This new home in a foreign […]
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The last year has been the challenge of this lifetime. I was involved in a cycling accident in July 2018 on a local col ten kilometres from home at the end of an all day […]
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Picture this if you will. Le Mans 24hr weekend. Setting off in the direction of Le Mans at breakfast, pulling in at tea time, but on a train. There’s something wrong with that in the […]
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