The gospel was written by cycle tourists
It occurred to me today that the gospel writers might indeed have been cycle tourist. I can just picture them riding around the Galilean planes… Read More »The gospel was written by cycle tourists
It occurred to me today that the gospel writers might indeed have been cycle tourist. I can just picture them riding around the Galilean planes… Read More »The gospel was written by cycle tourists
And we’re off. At long last the tyres are hitting the ground and I’m getting some milage onto the chart. The people at the hostel… Read More »To Rio Grande
Time to leave the comfort of the north and head for the south and the real work of cycling. It all starts with bypassing 2500… Read More »The great nothing
Yo soy en Argentina y ¡me gust mucho! I’m staying in San Telmo, the oldest bario of this rather large city. I got all sort… Read More »Buenos Aires
So it goes that I have spent a great deal of time blogging of late. Fair enough, I think, no riding, no blogging. Quite a… Read More »Getting out of Uruguay