We found out first hand how tough it is to support the best ultra-distance cyclists in the world. To get on the podium at ultra-distance events like Paris-Brest-Paris, you need to ride for almost two days virtually without unclipping your…
I’ve been working as a writer/journalist for the Global Cycling Network since January, and the GCN news website launched in late August 2023. This is a small collection of only my favourite features I have written for GCN. Most are…
Now I know that if these emails are anything to go by, unemployment is one big holiday. But I spent last Thursday morning spreading horse manure over Mum’s allotment. So there. And as I scraped the horse shit across the frozen…
Last week, I found out what it’s like being a house cat. Hannah invited me up to Aberdeen for the week, and for those few blissful days I was the ‘house man’: needy; domesticated; reasonably well trained. Hannah was out…
Having spent 6 years living in London, among go-getters and city slickers, I thought I’d seen the fastest walkers the UK had to offer. But this weekend in St Andrews has shown that the truly speedy pedestrians live north of…
I arrived in Manchester airport on Thursday night to a truly quintessential English welcome. I went to sit down in the railway station, when someone said I should probably move: some kids were above us, on the balcony of the…
The other day, I convinced myself that I should move to Wales and spend the winter windsurfing, walking and cycling, living off nothing more than a paltry freelancing/tutoring wage as I continued to attempt to make a career as an…
In 2019, my girlfriend and I rode from Germany to Greece, a 3 month journey that would take us across borders, over mountains and along coastlines. I wrote a piece about this incredible journey for Travels and Wandering, a fantastic…
I’m writing to you this week with exciting developments from my ongoing sociological research. As you know, for the past few months I have integrated myself into a group of watersports enthusiasts in Vassiliki, and made a written record of…
On Sundays I start at 9 rather than 8, so this morning I’ve risen early, cycled to a town a few km away, and sat in a cafe to write this. I’m in the town square, by a church that’s…
