Pedal 360 Archive

I entered a strange frame of mind. I wasn’t doing the world that I passed through any justice. Turning hairpin 48, leaving the highest pass...

Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to...

Lazily cycling over the river Solitude, entering the town of Abondance on the French border with Switzerland, all desires were answered,”solitude in abundance; perfect!” The...

Wobbling off the boat in Boulogne, with instant emersion into new sights and sounds and the slow movement forward, a beaming smile returned to my...

Cycling through the industrial centre of the United Kingdom, the idyllic wind in my hair was instead the turbulence of a thousand dirty lorries skimming...

With just under 2 weeks until departure, my self-billed adventure of ‘one man, one bike, one long ride’ has taken on the new guise of...


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