Can Wildcamping be romantic? Rolling mist, a crescent moon and an ethereal dawn made everything right on the Isle of Wight
Wildcamping – A first-timer’s guide
Sleeping under the stars may seem daunting to the uninitiated. Meraid Griffin draws on her experience with her guide to help you get started.
Marrakech and a change of plan
There is nowhere like Jemaa el Fna square in Morocco. It might even be safe to say that there is nowhere like it in the world! And it’s at night that it comes alive. Storytellers, musicians, henna artists, cigarette and tissue sellers, fortune tellers and a man wearing a brown and cream striped djelaba, demonstrating how pink sparkly fairy wings should be worn.
Poets, Musicians and Saints
Pedalling Ireland's Wild Atlantic Way
Mud and Biryani – Netley to Amberley
We would join the South Downs Way and ride to the half way point, missing out the first few miles from Winchester. Two days of riding and mild camping in the rolling English countryside.
Bikepacking in Holland – Part 1
Windmills, canals and bikes - This is the Netherlands
Bikepacking in Dorset – Wareham to Weymouth
Chalk cliffs, an abandoned village, a night on the Purbeck ridge and Scratchy Bottom, some of the things we experienced while riding in Dorset.
“There is no end to the adventures we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open.” – Jawaharial Nehru
‘This issue is special,’ is how Sidetracked, Volume 4 is described on its website. That’s a BHAS in my book. One, Big Hairy Assed Statement. So when it landed with a thump, through my letterbox, I was keen to see if it was.
Bikepacking plans should be made to guide, however distractions can be part of the adventure. Find out what happened when Meraid and Dan went on a bikepacking microadventure along the Wessex Ridgeway. Date nights with a difference.
After the first burst of acceleration, my hands moved further forwards and I began to wonder where they were placed. Am I holding his crotch? I wondered. I moved my hands back slowly towards his waist and slipped them around again. Does he think I’m feeling him up? I tried keeping my fingers still, but they wiggled as if they had a mind of their own.
Do you want to see the world? Iohan Gueorguiev (Bike Wanderer) did. This documentary follows his bike ride from the shore of the Arctic Ocean (Northwest Territories, Canada) to British Columbia (Canada)and makes compulsive viewing. I hardly ever use the word ‘Awesome’. This time it’s all I can say.
Safely across and buzzing from the rush, I walked for a while. My legs in disco mode, shaking unstoppably. It wasn’t long till there was another river, shallower, narrower and easier to cross than the first.