Rides

Once upon a time, when the calendar moved into late Autumn, the skies would open and the rain would pour

I know I’m a chicken, but I really don’t like riding the trail in pouring rain. Although I love cycling

I could not help but feel an uncomfortable forboding as I loaded the bike on the back of the car.

OK It’s no secret that, with my weight, I am not a natural hill climber. I also don’t really like

After being absent in China for the last three weeks I was really starting to miss the regular Thursday afternoon

It’s no secret. I hate hot water. No. I don’t just mean dislike – I mean HATE with a capital

Lothar was obviously agitated and concerned. “I don’t know vot has happened to Jon”, he stammered “vun minute he voz

There is no doubt that Heather is a keen rider. Ever since she started riding the trail with us last

“I’ve got a brand new pair of cycling shoes”, Steve boldly announced as he got out of the car, “and

“Could I please ride with you this Thursday?”, the mystery emailer implored me. He also went on to explain that,