Only one day to go, and it’s pretty much the same organised chaos as before. Every single trip in the last years has been rather…
Would I start every post apologising about the certain silence here for a while, it would become normal. It would become a habit. A part…
Each lap I was looking forward to jumping back on the bike after the second river crossing at 10 Under The Ben on the weekend…
It’s difficult to find a start for this post. Maybe start with the numbers first, as they, although still being important, mean the least to…
