They say that in the final analysis we often regret more the things that we did not do than the things we did. That is certainly the case with my cycling jaunt to Istanbul which I did fifteen years ago and have written about else where on this site. At the time I toyed quite…

Springtime on a Pegoretti

A spin on a Pegoretti Luigino through the Sussex countryside

A thirty-mile jaunt on my Pegoretti Luigino the other morning proved to be a wonderfully rejuvenating experience. I’d forgotten just how beautifully quick and responsive a bicycle that one is, even to commands issued through the stodgy legs of an ageing tourer like me.  Whatever magic it is Dario Pegoretti puts into his frames, I…


Gilles Berthoud bar bag

Six days in a row now I’ve been out each morning, tooling along the Hastings seafront on my old Thorn tourer and it feels like my comfortable old habit is starting to reassert itself. No great distances as yet – just modest ten-mile rides for now, but perhaps on the weekend I might venture over…

A Bicycle Ride

a cyclist pedals along the seafront at Hastings, East Sussex, UK in a cool damp mist on the first day of summer

After a very long break I went out for a ride this morning and almost immediately, as soon as I felt that old familiar sense of motion and liberation my brain began conjuring up all sorts of interesting adventures, possibilities and ambitions. I’d forgotten.

Attractive Nuisance!

Touring bicycle on the shingle beach at Bexhill-on-Sea

I was busy beavering away sat my desk this morning, working on a feature I need to wrap up by the 15th if possible, and some unhelpful friend of mine e-mailed me a link to an on-line auction of some truly fabulous old bicycles – among them original tourers built by the likes of Alex…


Snow Scene – Norway

Snowy afternoon in Tromso Norway

Again, not exactly a post about bicycles or cycling other than perhaps a fine example of non-cycling weather, but one of the days when I was in Norway last week we had one of the most beautiful snowfalls I’ve ever seen. It had been snowing for most of the morning, but then suddenly the flakes…

Tromsø – Paris of the North

Snowy scene on Storgata in Tromsø, Norway

Nineteenth century visitors  to Tromsø, surprised by the elegance and style and sophistication of Norway’s northernmost city, nicknamed the place ‘the Paris of the North’.  It is where I have been this past week. While the comparison with Paris may be over-egging the pudding just a teensy bit, Tromsø is certainly surprisingly stylish, with its…

Beautiful Blue Highway

The Danube showed me many colours - among them a beautiful blue

Readers with long memories might just recall that in August 2013 I went off on a travel magazine assignment that involved – indeed was centred upon – cycling. I had to be rather mysterious  about the whole thing because magazine editors, not unreasonably, like to keep under wraps the content of their forthcoming issues. It…

Twilight on The Thames

Twilight falls over the Thames with St Pauls Cathedral in the distance

I have long been a  Joseph Conrad fan – Heart of Darkness, Typhoon and Lord Jim being old favourites. I especially love the opening in the Heart of Darkness. It’s day’s end, not on the Congo but along the Thames,  with  Marlow and four other men – the  Director of Companies, a lawyer, an accountant…