Black Dog Bicycling

Ko Lanta faded beyond the horizon as the last boat trip of this coastal diversion led me towards Trang. Islands and time floated by 

One thing has remained constant during my travels.  And that most faithful friend is well deserving of an ode A bicycle born ne...

Departure #2 was from a lovely spot called Hutan Lipur Sungai Sendat, a waterfall, just north of KL. Peter, keen to test out his new hammo...

Having arrived in Melbourne I then flew directly to Malaysia. ... Wait that's not right. There was a glorious intervening year spe...

I had said my goodbyes to Spitak on the Saturday allowing me to take my leave unobtrusively on a clear and crisp Sunday morning. Retracing m...

An already leisurely departure from Batumi was further delayed firstly by meeting a friendly South African cycle tourist who was bird watchi...

When I set off from London the plan was to head east wıth the ıdle ambıtıon of makıng ıt to Sydney. In and amongst thıs were romantıc notı...

This border felt rather different to the cozy, porous European crossings. I drifted out of Greece onto a bridge with marksmen posted periodi...

A hop skip and a road side watermelon from the border we entered the Macedonian capital Skopje. An infectiously ludicrous city which has see...

Imagine the scene if you will: A 28 year old man in his underpants is running down a dark beech before dawn shouting garbled phrases from a...

The moment I had been waiting for had arrived. With frame and forks safely arrived that morning my new favourite Swiss bike mechanics set ...

I pulled over just outside St Gallen on an overcast morning on the 24th of June to give the bike some much needed post rain TLC. Rubbing dow...