At 4am I wake up as Alex crashes about in the tent. At 5am I’m still awake, give in and get up to pee, and it’s already getting light. I wonder if the tent will dry out before we have to pack it up – it seems like a dry and sunny morning. Alex and Finn are snoring. A little later on, we’re all awake and lying in the tent. Someone comes by and yells out “Hello Australia!” It’s the farmhouse lady; she offers to cook us breakfast and bring it to the tent. It’s tempting, but we decide we … Continue reading Scotland: Mountain biking with six eggs
The Players Megan: Red hair, bloodshot eyes from nights of insomnia, sore left knee from injury Alex: Beard, glasses, hairy legs that may be concealing a weapon Finn: Nearly 5yo, batman tshirt, Salomon sneakers, cute glasses, lazy eye, watches cartoons and charms service people into giving him things The Flights Calgary – Halifax (~5 hours) Halifax – Glasgow (~5.5 hours) Surprising no-one, we didn’t get much sleep on the way over. On arrival, the immigration officer asks what we’re doing. We explain. “You keen cyclists then?” he asks. We concur. “You must be keen to come and ride over here!” … Continue reading Scotland: The Beginning
When I had to pull out of the Tour Divide, I cancelled the leave I’d arranged with work, and we tossed up options for a family bike holiday/vacation in late summer. Mongolia? Cuba? The Maritimes? Israel? The Chilcotins (in BC)? Maybe Scandinavia? Or somewhere in the States? I left the final choice up to Alex, seeing as I will be claiming a good chunk of time when I finally, hopefully, ride the Tour Divide. He opted for Scotland. A corner of the UK we never got to when doing our big Euro cycle tour in 2009. Not too far away, … Continue reading Scotland bound
With a couple of sunny days at our disposal, a new set of bike bags for Alex finally complete, it seemed about time for an overnight bike adventure. We’d been hoping to do a big loop from home and out into K-Country, via the Elbow loop. It’s still in poor shape following the floods though, so instead we opted for good old Jumpingpound Ridge, where the camping is free and the views can’t be beaten. The road is still closed to cars, hurrah, and so we had a quiet ride out, much like last time. This time we were riding … Continue reading Bikepacking Jumpingpound Ridge
I woke around 4.30am to the sound of birds. I’m not sure why birds are always so excited about the impending sunrise, but for half an hour or so there, they just wouldn’t shut up about it. At least I wasn’t in a tent in Australia, where the birds really know how to make a convincing racket. Some more sleep, and more sliding around in the tent, and off the short sleeping mat, and over to one side of the tent, then the other, and it was after 6am. A quick snack and then packing up and hitting the road. … Continue reading Part 2: Riding Kananaskis Lakes to Fernie! (Or “Everything is awesome!”)
My very first solo overnight trip! For all that I’ve done plenty of solo daytrip adventuring, I’ve never headed out to sleep alone somewhere. Because the night is dark and scary, and full of wolves and axe murderers. The plan was to ride my bike on Thursday evening from Canmore to Kananaskis Lakes – about 70km, mainly on dirt roads. I left work early, with my gear nearly all organised, and got on the road around 5pm. Of course, then my bike bags started rubbing and misbehaving, so I spent some time organising them and redistributing my load. And then … Continue reading Part 1: Riding Canmore to Kananaskis Lakes – solo!
Well, my Monkey is finally beginning to turn into a proper touring bike. I installed the Rohloff, and then some time last year I sent Scott from Porcelain Rocket the sketch below, with a request to make me some bike bags: In November, he finished them up, and I got an awesome early Christmas present. Which I have finally gotten around to photographing! As you can see, he rather awesomely brought my dreams to life. The bags have had a bit of use already, as they’re really handy for longer day trips, and for just biking around town when you … Continue reading Monkey metamorphosis