Having failed to complete Offa's Dyke, my attempt at a 600km ride earlier in the year - I thought I'd have a go at the Flatlands - a far less hilly ride up the east of England, from Essex to Yorkshire and back. It was also an excuse to get back out on my bike … Continue reading Offa’s Dyke & the Flatlands – 600km at the second attempt
Day 13 – Greece and Turkey Like other towns and villages in Greece, Gazoros was patrolled at night by dogs. During my hour or so of sleep on my bench there I occasionally heard them barking and, occasionally, spotted one walking along the road. I was thankful that, off my bike, either as a pedestrian … Continue reading Transcontinental Race 2016 – Part 5a – The final, hardest stage with heat, dreams, ghosts and ferries.
Day 11 – Montenegro, Kosovo and Skopje After rising from my forest sleeping-place, I enjoyed a breakfast of cream-filled croissants. Along with byrek, they are the main food memory of the TCR. I probably ate 4-5 per day. They are available everywhere, are a good source of calories, come in a variety of flavours. … Continue reading Transcontinental Race 2016 – Part 5 – 3 countries in a day, Macedonian roads and Greek dogs
Day 9 - Bosnia Leaving my hotel in Bihac at dawn, I looked forward to my ride across central Bosnia on a main road, towards Sarajevo. There were two big climbs but the gradients were gentle and the road surfaces were smooth so it was a fairly quick day. A good start was being able … Continue reading Transcontinental Race 2016 – Part 4a, Bosnia and Montenegro – byreks and a stupendous limestone gorge
Day 7 - sleepy before a storm, twice The morning after climbing the Giau, I was up at dawn, and started the new day in fine style by immediately losing a chunk of time to a routing error. I decided I could save a couple of hundred metres, perhaps all of half a minute, by … Continue reading Transcontinental Race 2016, part 4 – Storms, scars of war, a friendly dog and bears in the forest
Day 5 - down into Italy Getting up and quickly packing away my stuff before I got cold, I rode to the top of the Gotthard pass at about 7am, and relished the long, sweeping curves of the descent, much of it already in warming sunlight (I used the new road, empty at that time … Continue reading Transcontinental Race 2016 Part 3 – Escape to Italy
While packing my bag after stocking up at the supermarket in Grindelwald, someone shouted my name. I looked up and saw James Hayden riding past. It was great to see that he was back on his bike and clearly moving up through the field. We wished each other well and he sped off up the … Continue reading Transcontinental Race 2016 – Part 2a – The Mountains