Gravel grinding and L’Eroica

Gravel. Even the word sounds uncomfortable. At odds to my road biking world, the usual black tarmac lines swapped for the stark white trails. It’s riding, but not as we know it…

The glimmer of success

A hill climb podium position and the power of small victories. It’s all relative, right?

Lago del Naret – Cycling climbs of Switzerland

If a cycling God exists, they would live at the summit of Lago del Narèt. It’s not the longest, not the highest, not even the steepest. This climb needs no such gimmicks. It has beauty.

Big ride

I can’t remember when I stopped counting. I know not what compels me to ride all day, traversing distances some people think twice about when driving. Anything less than 100 miles is now a short ride. When did that happen?

The commute

Beauty can lie within the ordinary. The humdrum. The good old commute.

A week in the life of a cyclist

A peek into the madness that is the amateur cyclist’s daily life. So Pro…

Cycling in New Zealand

New Zealand. Everything is vast. The journey. The deep blue sea. Mountains as far as the eye can see. Landscapes that steal your soul. The number of tourists…

National Hill Climb Championship

A ride five years in the making and all over in 3 minutes and 12 seconds.

Weird prizes in cycling

Cycling is weird enough. Lycra. Funny hats. Chafing cream. It’s little wonder the sport hands out some very odd prizes. Piglet anyone? Giant sausage?

Are you mental? Riding off-road on a road bike

Off the map. The tarmac ends just like that. No warning. Mud, gravel and rocks ahead. Behind the ignominy of retreat, of surrender. Time to hit the mud.