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Monthly Archives: March 2013

Memories of a Rainy Day in the Caribbean

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March 31, 2013
Memories of a Rainy Day in the Caribbean

Somehow rain just looks pretty on a rainy day in the Caribbean. But now all that is just a fanciful recollection as I am sitting back here shivering in rainy, snowy, frosty old England having just lobbed in here yesterday morning, jet-lagged and weary after a ghastly flight across the Atlantic. Already I am...
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Chapter 21 – The Adriatic Sea

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March 31, 2013
Chapter 21 – The Adriatic Sea

  The ferry company’s booking office was in an old dockside terminal that used to belong to the White Star Line back in the day, judging by the block letters still visible through the faded whitewash on the brick facade. It was crowded inside, a swirl of brassy voices and cigarette smoke and piled-up...
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Farewell to the Islands

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March 29, 2013
Farewell to the Islands

And so today I bid farewell to the islands and head back to Blighty – and my morning bicycle rides, something I will be very glad to resume, although I am going to miss the Caribbean, Tortola and the British Virgin Islands, to say nothing of taking my morning coffee in warm tropical sunshine...
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Chapter 20 – Trieste Once More

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March 26, 2013
Chapter 20 – Trieste Once More

Another hot clear morning dawned on the Istrian Riviera.  I broke camp at half past five, grumpy and bleary-eyed after another fitful night in that rowdy campground. A quarter of an hour’s easy pedalling brought me around to Pula’s sleepy railway station.  The place was practically deserted at that hour, just an old man...
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Road Town Saturday Night

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March 24, 2013
Road Town Saturday Night

I find that I am missing my low-light, nighttime photography nearly as much as my cycling and so I took myself down to Road Town after hours, down to the bright coloured shacks along the harbour front where throbbing reggae music filled the air and where Baz’s smoothie shack was doing brisk trade blending...
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Zeiss Glass

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March 23, 2013
Zeiss Glass

Again I must apologise for my neglect these past few days. Between the rather sporadic internet connections here and the long days I have been putting in chasing things down for the project my brother and I are working on I have not had much opportunity for posting. And as for actually riding a...
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Introducing The Big Wide Yonder

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March 18, 2013
Introducing The Big Wide Yonder

Introducing The Big Wide Yonder. For the past few weeks I have been beavering away working on a website to showcase my writing and photography beyond the cycling sphere, and to advertise myself a little. With this in mind I have been stocking it with various favourite magazine stories I have written as well...
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Chapter 19 – Round and Round in Pula

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March 17, 2013
Chapter 19 – Round and Round in Pula

Morning dawned bright and hot over the Istrian Riviera.  I rose early and pedalled into town in the drowsy quiet, hoping that this would be all the pedalling I’d have to do that day.  I found my way down to the waterfront and sure enough, there amongst the water taxis, sightseeing boats and fishing...
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The Western Embassy

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March 15, 2013
The Western Embassy

I am not really sure what the name of the place is, some call it the “Western Embassy” others refer to it as the “Seville Palace”, but by any name this little rum bar on a back road a few miles south of Road Town is quite a watering hole – friendly, engaging, boisterous,...
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In Dominica

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March 14, 2013
In Dominica

They say that is Christopher Columbus came back today he would probably recognize much of the coast of Dominica, an island in the Lesser Antilles that he ‘discovered’ back in 1493. It is still much the same steep, jungle-clad volcanic island that it was back then – wild and unspoiled enough for the producers...
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