Sheets of rain cascaded from the ominous grey sky into the fast flowing river. We had found shelter in the lovely Riverside Vegetaria restaurant. Tucking into a chef specials platter we watched the world go by. A group huddled in an open air boat battling with their umbrellas. The small motor chugged on sending them... Continue Reading →
189 km of cycling later…
Fuelling up on porridge we were ready for our final day of cycling. We left Jenny's air b n b bright and early, just after 8 am. The cycle began by crossing the river on a picturesque bridge. We proceeded to follow a path along the waterway, ignoring the first 72 sign as it told... Continue Reading →
Day two of cycling Hadrian’s wall – plus a refreshing river dip
Setting off early, we were ecstatic to see that the 72 National Cycle-way led us down a hill to the right of our Hostel and not along the busy uphill road we had arrived on. While the downhill didn't last overly long, the ascents were much more manageable than the ones we faced the day... Continue Reading →
Round the Island in 48 hours
Inhaling with all my might, I was trying to feed my body with as much oxygen as possible. Meanwhile, my leg muscles were screaming at me to stop. 'Blimey,' I yelled in exasperation. The hill was never ending. Cyclists whizzed down in the opposite direction. I looked up and smiled at them through gritted teeth.... Continue Reading →
Weekend Adventure in Wales
No matter what your situation, you make time for the things that matter to you. Personally, I love adventuring and so actively make an effort to visit new places when I can. Recently I went with friends to Wales, stayed in a wigwam (glorified wooden hut) and had a jolly good time. Straight after work... Continue Reading →
10 Things To Do in Brighton
1.Explore the pier The famous Brighton pier is a sight not to be missed. Built in 1823 it has a wealth of history. Originally it was used as a landing point for ships. Since then it has been washed away by storms, rebuilt several times and has been used by the community for concerts. Today the pier offers... Continue Reading →
The Ridgeway part one – The Oldest Road in Britain
DAY ONE 'Are you camping in there?' an ominous, husky voice bellowed. 'Yes,' I managed to chirpily sing whilst half asleep. 'You are welcome to be there but have you seen my cattle? They have gone missing,' the farmer inquired. How the conversation ended I am not quiet sure due to the fact that is... Continue Reading →