Sometime in April 2010, I remember reaching Everest Base Camp and woozily struggling to comprehend that its peak was over 3km vertically higher than where I currently stood (there was also some lying around, as the photo indicates). It was effort enough to reach the 5,400m prayer-flag adorned camp, but at a towering 8,848m, the summit loomed improbably […]Read more "Climbing Mount Everest"
As anyone who knows me may have realised, I have a slightly warped definition of the word “holiday” when compared to the general population. This is precisely how I found myself awake hours before dawn on Boxing Day during a recent family trip, about to embark on a 14.5km run around Reykjavik. In the spirit […]Read more "Boxing Day Reykjavik Running"
‘The Medical Certificate is compulsory. No certificate, no race.’ This is not what you want to hear the day before a marathon, after you’ve trained many arduous kilometres, taken 3 flights across 16 timezones at great expense – and you don’t have a medical certificate. My friend Erik and I briefly conferred – neither of […]Read more "Baikal Ice Marathon – Siberia, 7 March 2017"
Whilst not strictly pedal or paddle related, I thought that I might continue blogging on how the Bexit is going; although I fully intend to keep in touch with lots of you individually (and post loads of photos on Facebook – soz!), due to the time difference I think writing on here will be an efficient […]Read more "Bexit and Brexit"
Although this post is over 2 weeks late, WE PADDLED THE STRAIT OF GIBRALTAR! It was a fantastic and surreal thing to do – made all the better by the company of my good friends Sian and Naomi. We had planned a little chill time before the paddle to acquaint ourselves with this ‘funny little place’ […]Read more "The Paddle to Africa"
As is typical with British athletes (not that I consider myself an actual athlete, but I’ll draw analogies nonetheless), I made a strong start, with a confidence and belief that had everyone fooled, made it past the half way point, got further than ever before…and then crashed out! Call me what you will – Tim […]Read more "Mimizan > Zaragoza"
Angoulême > Bordeaux Bordeaux > Mimizan Over the last couple of days I’ve enjoyed better weather and routes, but poor old Winona has been through the mill a bit, and has visited 2 bike repair shops in as many days! Angoulême > Bordeaux The guys I stayed with in Angoulême were awesome. Virginie and Guillaume […]Read more "Days 6 & 7 – Nearly in Biarritz and Pieces"
Tours > Poitiers Poitiers > Angoulême Thanks to a bit of research on the rules of carriage on French public transport, I knew that the leg between Tours and Poitiers on Saturday would be my only opportunity for the next two days to ‘let the train take the strain,’ as my cheesy father would say. […]Read more "Days 4-5: Loose Screws"
Portsmouth > Ouistreham > Gacé Gacé > Roëze-sur-Sarthe (near Le Mans) Roëze-sur-Sarthe > Tours 3 days, and around 300km in. I wouldn’t exactly say ‘so far, so good’ but I can’t really complain as I brought it all on myself! Although I’d originally planned to cycle down through the UK, when I unexpectedly obtained Eurovision […]Read more "Days 1-3. Portsmouth to Tours"
“Just GO GO GO, don’t stop – and hit it with your paddle if you have to”. This was recently shouted to my friend Nems and I on a canal in London, and was a surprisingly effective way to bring out a speed and confidence in paddling that we never knew we possessed. The ‘it’ […]Read more "Wildlife on the Waterways"