Once you get going, you go further and further. Sleeping on lake Trasimeno was the last of the hot nights. It did not rain but there were plenty of lightnings that I spent the evening admiring from my lake front lounger. In the morning I was ready to roll and eager to leave Tuscany,…
Category: Places
Posting again
A week is a long time in politics If that is the case then my life must be worst than politics. Last time I posted on the blog I was going to hike the Appennini and then start planning the big hike in Israel, now the former has not happened and the later is in…
Parking the bicycle for the summer
Getting to 7000 on foot. I am back; it’s been a while since the last post, but quite a bit has happened. First I took ten days off to recover from not sleeping in a proper bed. I got back to Italy to find that my dad was still in hospital but all the signs…
Sydney
The neighbour grass might not be greener, but… This is going to be a mammoth post so, make a coffee, get your favourite blanket if you’re reading from down under or Scotland, or switch on the air conditioning if you’re reading from Italy. I got into Sydney a week ago and this has been a…
When it rains, it pours
Lots of good stuff in the last day. I slept much better than I thought. After spending a lovely evening in the company of a small bottle of Jack Daniels and a book, while fraternising with the camp kitchen fauna (2 cockroaches, one dead one alive), I retired to the tent where the unseasonal temperature…
Sydney just over the horizon
As Forest said: “I’m pretty tired” It is showing more in the planning than in the cycling, but I’m definitely doing less. I guess having cycled more than 4000 miles in the last four and a bit months is taking a bit of a toll on the mind. This is of course not helped by…
The Grand Pacific Drive
Nothing grand so far Another day of cycling and another day closer to the destination. Today I rode both into the wind and with the wind on my tail, I rode both on secluded roads and on the highway in a section that could well be called a motorway. The day started with a good…
Not much to say really
The end of a generic day Sometime I wonder if I should write less and give it a rest when there is not much that tickles my brain during the day. Then I remember that, no disrespect to the listening public but, this blog is the only way I have to remember as, advancing age…
Ten Thousand Flying foxes
A day of rest and then back on the saddle. I decided that one week in Sydney was enough so I took a day off in Batemans Bay. Did not do much, went for a walk and sat by the sea reading, but on my way to the sea I stumbled onto the most amazing…
Canberra
A break in the capital It was not possible to come to Australia without going to the capital, especially as, given the dimension of the place, I am relatively close to it. The opportunity was also unmissable as I have some connection there and therefore I could draw on local knowledge in pointing me towards…