(August 2020) As I’d mentioned in my previous post, we spent the majority of the lockdown with my parents and saw a couple of friends and other family members along the way. The time had now come for us to travel south to Italy, to visit Miki’s family. We had decided to cycle to Italy, …
We touched down in Sri Lanka’s capital city, Colombo, in the early hours of Saturday morning. After locating our bike boxes we wheeled them outside on a trolley and put the bicycles back together under an airport street light, the sky above still dark. It must have been one of the more unusual scenes that …
We stayed in Alibag for Christmas, in our small hotel room. On Christmas day Miki sat out on the little balcony cooking us pasta, while I taught online. In the afternoon we took a walk to the beach and had a meander along the front which, despite the downside of smoggy air (presumably drifting down …
Just as Sid and Priya had told us, Alibag turned out to be a very popular beach destination. It also seemed to be way off the tourist track as we didn’t see any other foreigners around while we were there. Having cycled all morning to arrive there, we found a park by the sea to …
After leaving Mumbai, Miki and I had a peaceful twenty minutes on the water before reaching Mora Jetty where we met a crowd of people, all waiting for the boat to take them to the city to work. After very gratefully being helped by some locals with my heavily loaded bike, I joined Miki, who …
From Georgia, I made my way to India – after a quick stop back in the UK to visit family, and to pick up my cycle touring gear. Miki, who I had met in Tbilisi, was cycle touring, and wanted to head to India next. At some point the idea came up of us heading …
Day 15 A week or two before my arrival Danny had helped to put on a wall art event in Waterford centre. So, as this was where I was beginning the final leg of my journey he pointed me towards some of his favourite pieces. Now I struggle a little with stickman drawings, so I …
Day 14 The next morning was the coldest yet. I awoke early to get a good start on the day, and immediately made the decision not to get out of bed. I couldn’t bare to move the covers, instead curling into a tight ball and waiting until the sun rose and the earth began to …
Day 13 Exiting the field the following morning I found myself looking out over an expansive lake, the early sun flickering down upon the water. It was a cold but beautiful ride into the heart of Kinsale, the road leading around one body of water or another. Nearing the centre, I chose a coffee shop …
Day 11 It took five Weetabix and a banana for me to feel anything like human after the long day of wet riding to Dingle. With a plan to cycle the peninsula loop that morning, I realised my bike would first need some attention. At the end of each day I had been diving into …
