Duluth — Left; right; breathe in; breathe out. The words, My father’s magic carpet made of steel sung by Arlo Guthrie in the City of New Orleans echo in my head as I ride my bike up the trail. I ride the 14 ...
Leeds — In winter I tend to ride loops from home, but today rode into Leeds for the first time since autumn. The first half was on the road - one of those rides when every light went red as I approached them...
Milton keynes — It always feels like such a slog up to Nash from any of the surrounding villages. That bench at the top of the hill is a welcome sight indeed. And yet, due to the lay of the land, it doesn’t feel part...
Looking at Los Angeles from the passenger's saddle.
Our fathers' magic carpet made of steel
Preston Deanery. A self-portrait of sorts.
First ride into the city this year
LA River riding
The view from Nash.