Nought to Nomad – Europe/North Africa 2012 – Part 2

Chapter 1 – In where I go forth alone I watched the ball sail through the air, marvelling at its uncanny precision as it defied physics on its trajectory toward me. The ball, hoofed impressively by a Moroccan youth from the side of the motorway, appeared to pause in mid-air. I half expected it to […]

Project: Van

In a slight detour from my motorcycle prattle, I’d like to talk about a project I’ve started. A previous post Fair Play touched on the fact that I’ve bought a van, in part due to no longer wishing to ride in the winter, but also because I’ve always wanted a campervan. In November last year […]

Training Wheels

My mind has recently drifted back to my very first experience of riding motorcycles. It’s a reaction to the challenge I’ve given myself to come up with more blog ideas. All the ‘how to blog’ tutorials say the same thing. Write. Write. Write. A melody of tuts and ums fill the air as I contemplate […]

Plan? Plan.

I really want to actually write more this year, so I’ve been thinking hard recently about making that a reality. If I base this blog purely on past long distance trips, I’m going to run out of material pretty quick. Not to mention the fact that each one is an essay; they take time. I […]

Fair Play

Today I’ve been thinking about the possible observation from many in the biking community that my balls have fallen off. Not, for once, due to the freezing air which vortexes around my groin, but because of my recent climb down from morally superior ALL-WEATHER RIDER. To be an all-weather rider is to be a proud […]

Me, My Minsk and I

Sweat dripped off the tip of my nose, my eyes darted across the room with an erratic rhythm and I grasped, hopelessly, for the better half of my consciousness in the melancholy light of the room. Waking up from a drink the night before is never a pleasant experience, on that we can agree. I […]

Nought to Nomad – Europe/North Africa 2012 – Part 1.

Prologue “Shit, where are my keys?!” After years of romantic speculation as to how my first ever bike trip would begin, I guess I should have expected that I would lose something so integral to a long distance bike journey as the very thing that makes it turn on. But I did, albeit temporarily, as […]

These are the voyages..

In lieu of going on a journey myself, and in the interest of keeping myself mentally stimulated in things other than the accursed scourge of globalisation that is the English language (I teach English in South Korea), here is the first of a series of write-ups about individuals who have taken long distance bike journeys. […]

Nought To Nomad

A place to ponder the effects two wheels have on one mind.