Three galleries and chips on the seafront

Originally posted on the Morvelo blog George and I went bikepacking. Not proper bikepacking you understand – *leisurely* bikepacking. We booked places to stay and slept in proper beds every […]

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Island Hopping

I make coffee in the almost-light that waits for sunrise. Shouldering the bike down the front steps into a silent city, the main road empty other than a gang of […]

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Spring is in the Air

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Drowning In Sunlight

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Grey

No one bats an eyelid, raises an eyebrow, or tuts when a suggestion is made to drop down from the Downs to find coffee and some tarmac, maybe even the […]

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Between the Storms

As the day tilts into action a thin gauze of cloud stretches across the sky. A meek light casts weak ghost shadows, there out of the edge of vision but […]

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The Old Ways and New Ways

Jump on a train west to Chichester to make the most of the forecast weather. Head for home with the wind on my back and scudding clouds and an intermittent […]

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Three galleries and chips on the seafront

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From the archives – Picos de Europe

Spring is in the Air

Drowning In Sunlight

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Between the Storms

The Old Ways and New Ways

Three galleries and chips on the seafront

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