I spent the last month cycling through Ireland with my younger brother, we had 34 days to cycle the Wild Atlantic Way and get back to Liverpool in time for my older brothers wedding. We made it with a day to spare. We arrived in Liverpool and found it was tipping down with rain, drenching us within seconds of leaving…
So far we’ve been cycling in Ireland for about 30 days, taking us from Rosslare to Killarney and then following the Wild Atlantic Way up to Northern Ireland. We saw astoundingly high cliffs, camped in a football stadium and made a few shortcuts. It’s day 30 of 34, and we are on the final countdown to needing to be in…
In my last post, we joined the Wild Atlantic Way at Killarney National Park and started our journey following the Irish coast north. We got repeatedly soaked, became the first (maybe?) bicycle tourers to camp as far West as physically possible in Ireland and saw many beautiful sunsets (the perk of the west coast!). It’s day 13 of 34, and…
In my last post, my brother and I arrived in Rosslare and then cycled straight across Ireland to Killarney National Park. We encountered ruined churches, stayed with a friendly Irish family and explored an ancient priory beside a beautiful lake. It’s now day 9 of 34, only 25 days left until we need to be in Liverpool for a wedding!…
In my last post, my brother and I left home with a crazy idea: cycle the Wild Atlantic Way in Ireland within a month in order to be in Liverpool in time for our older brothers wedding. We cycled from Cornwall to Exeter and then caught a train to Carmarthen in Wales, an exhausting climb through the welsh mountains and…
This is the beginning of the ultimate bicycle tour, from our home in Launceston to the coast of Ireland and then across into Europe and around the Baltic Sea. Before all that though, here are the bikes. Mine is the blue Thorn Raven, and is to be my steady steed for the next four months. We set off from our…
The last three days have been foggy in Bournemouth, many of us are starting to forget what the sun feels like. The first foggy day was spent revising, the second doing the exam, but today was for the first long ride of 2017! The first bit of the ride was to Wimborne Minster. I was slowly going up a hill…
If you have ever wandered across the moors, through fields or over woodland you have probably come across this mysterious substance. You may immediately have chosen not to think of where it came from, but ignore your imagination and read on… You will be surprised to hear that it has baffled people for centuries. Records date back to the 14th…
The fishing boat crests a new wave, and balances for a split second before crashing down into the trough. On deck, the two sailors desperately fight to keep the boat afloat whilst attempting to steer for the sheltered harbour. Its high walls signal safety from the wrath of the weather. Hours pass and still they struggle the waves pushing them…
My last long-distance cycle of 2016 was from Bournemouth to the Isle of Portland and back. I spotted it on the map and was instantly interested in visiting due to it being connected by a narrow strip of beach and road to the mainland and the cloudy history that surrounds Church Ope cove. The Isle is 4 miles (6 km)…