Food is pretty vital to riding. In the Alaska Ultrasport last year, I made a bit of a mess of it. As people pointed out (too late for me, unfortunately!), I had gone too far down the path of the spreadsheet. I calculated calories per gram, and stocked up with large bulks of the foods . . . → Read More: What to eat?
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The makers of the mountain bike video, Seasons, probably didn’t think of me slogging around The Chilterns when they came up with their concept but I did think of them as I photographed the same corner in a succession of seasons. To me, it says a lot about riding in the UK. We go out . . . → Read More: Seasons When I was asked if I would teach a course in East Ham, it did seem like the ideal opportunity to get some base fitness going again after NZ. The ride over there is 25 miles and gets interesting at Battersea as it ploughs through central London, crossing Tower Bridge, before heading out via Tower . . . → Read More: Big smoke, big ride There are a number of “Great Walks” in New Zealand, and it had been our plan to take in a couple while we’re out here. The Kepler Track (yes, physics fans, that Kepler) is a 60 km track in the Fjordland area of NZ that starts near Te Anau and takes in lakesides, forests, rivers, . . . → Read More: The Kepler Track A few days into New Zealand and we’re getting things done. We bought a van… We had a swim… And I did some kayaking… It’s odd being in a foreign country with our own Queen on the banknotes and where cars still drive on the left. Kiwi hospitality has been just as exceptional . . . → Read More: Like Wales, but bigger There’s always a time of year when my bikes all start falling to pieces. It’s come now, just as I was getting over a Christmas-acquired cold and disrupted my plans to get some good training in for the TD. The current bike casualty list is: Stuck front brake piston on Pugsley Worn out BB on . . . → Read More: It’s bike failure season, so lets sleep out Why eat malt loaf when you’re riding? Because it makes your spit brown, so you can pretend you’re a tobacco-chewing cowboy without having to chew tobacco. Now, where’s that spittoon? Zp-ting! Well, the Voodoo is back. A new frame under warranty and no questions asked, so that’s pretty good of them. It’s weird to have the same bike but shinier and with the logos intact. The first ride back was incredible: suddenly, I could pick lines that required some precision rather than leaving huge margins for . . . → Read More: Motivation and the lack thereof So that’s another bike down. My bike-breaking history is not as bad as some: two aluminium, and now one titanium. I’ve never really got that excited about the bikes, it’s always been about the riding. Last year, I happened to be in Portland at the time of the North American Handmade Bike Show and it . . . → Read More: |
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