After nine great days bikepacking in the Scottish Highlands in the driest September since records began in 1910, I have managed to sort and upload…
Andy and Alan, two names that will stick in my mind for a long time. I met Andy in October at the Halocross in Dalkeith,…
Sunday morning, 4am in the middle of the Scottish Highlands. I cycle past a small village of caravans, vans, tents, all with mountain bikes piled…
This is the text from the opening sequence of my talk about the winter adventure in 2010. I reworked the talk for my colleagues at Scottish…
