Let’s talk cobbles. Why oh why would anyone think riding over gap strewn paving would be fun? It’s pure evil I tell you! I went cycling in Flanders recently, heading to Belgium to ride the famous climbs and routes from the Tour of Flanders, or Ronde van Vlaanderen, as it’s known to the cycling mad […]
Read More Cycling the lumps and bumps of Flanders
The deconstruction of a hill climb gone wrong. Very, very wrong. The summit. Finally. My body quivers, arms and legs shaking, in shock, for they know not what their master has just put them through. Dumbstruck, they remain numb. Nothing works. My eyes see double, triple, the many horizons wobbling before me. Asphyxiated, I’ve climbed […]
Read More How not to climb a hill – a hard-fought education
Green pastures dotted with sheep, rolling hills wrapped in mist, the odd castle ruins here and there, jagged rock and a soul-searching isolation. This is cycling in Wales. Around every corner is a hill, the incline rarely gentle, the view usually breathtaking, assuming of course, the climb left you with breath from which to take.
Read More Jelly legs, iron will – Cycling in Wales
Team Sky train there and the cycling is so good on the island, they (i.e. we Brits) named it twice. Yes, I’ve just enjoyed a week in the Mallorcan sun riding my bike. This was not a training camp of any kind. It was a holiday and a chance to combine everything I love about cycling. […]
Read More Road cycling in Majorca – Routes and climbs