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2018 || 6

World Cancer Day. Chats and cakes with mates to remember friends who no longer ride but are always there somewhere. Frozen ruts and a bitter northerly, the waning moon fading […]
2018 || 6

2018 || 4

Rain. Looking at maps. Bar tape. An overcast day but real darkness doesn’t fall until I’m halfway across the Tye. True darkness envelops me in the hinterland of Saltdean. Days […]
2018 || 4

Further

I’ve always been attracted to landscape and distance rather than speed. I watch grand tours for the helicopter shots of roads winding around mountains, along valleys and across patchwork fields […]
Further