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Fat tyres and Friluftsliv: bikepacking in Arctic Sweden
I looked again at the map, at the confident lines that we had traced across its surface a few days before, but which now more closely resembled a rod for our own backs, and as time to think was plentiful I asked myself how I had come once again to a familiar position: lying in a tent somewhere cold, trying to ride (well mostly push, … Continue reading Fat tyres and Friluftsliv: bikepacking in Arctic Sweden
Revelate Designs Joey: store your stuff down under
Disclaimer — this bag was given to me by Revelate back in April. I won’t pretend to be impartial: I use their gear because in my experience it is the best gear available. That said, my least favourite thing after tea without milk is ‘reviews’ that regurgitate marketing material followed by a blanket ‘it’s great’ statement. This is not a review, it’s an honest account … Continue reading Revelate Designs Joey: store your stuff down under
A new continent, and a new camp spot
In January I moved to Canada. A short sentence makes it sound simple, and I suppose in the end it was. All the umming and ahhing, and then the paperwork, and the tickets, and the plans, and finding somewhere to live boiled down to a day or so of actual movement. Despite all the preparation, plane travel makes the act itself feel a little bit … Continue reading A new continent, and a new camp spot
Boundless: A Greenlandic Bikerafting Journey
This story originally appeared in issue 1 of the Bikepacking Journal. To get access to more tall tales from the journal in its beautiful, tactile paper format, you can become a member of the bikepacking collective here: https://www.bikepacking.com/join/ Three parallel tracks led straight on, seeming to merge as they crested the next dune. The two tracks on the right were pairs of reniform depressions like … Continue reading Boundless: A Greenlandic Bikerafting Journey
Highland Trail 550 – Gear freak-out
The 2018 Highland Trail got a little too exciting for me, and in the end wasn’t a completion, although it had nothing to do with my gear choices. I do like to indulge in a little gear nerding from time to time, and optimizing my kit for this year gave me something to think about in the months leading up to May. At the end … Continue reading Highland Trail 550 – Gear freak-out
Tread lightly: A Tale of Three Plateaus
The granite plateaus of the cairngorms began their life far from the sun, at the roots of a mountain chain, at a time when Scotland and America were still parts of the same landmass. Wind, water and ice took their toll, and the mountains were eroded into nothing, but their roots remained. Ice came and took bites from it, but the granite was only … Continue reading Tread lightly: A Tale of Three Plateaus
The Out Track: 2018 Highland Trail 550
The clock says that it’s three in the afternoon, although you could tell me it’s 3am and that would feel about right. My first reaction to my own truncated attempt at this year’s Highland Trail 550 and the fallout from it was to simply forget about it: there’s always next year, best perhaps to chalk it up to experience. There was always going to be … Continue reading The Out Track: 2018 Highland Trail 550
Introducing the Caribou
When Annie and me met Sarah and Thor Tingey at the UK packraft roundup at Inshriach last June, water levels were on the bony side of optimal, but we went for a ride through the dusty pinewoods anyway, and took boats so that we could float down the Spey back to base. It turned out it was the first time that Sarah and Thor had … Continue reading Introducing the Caribou
East winds and Snotcicles on the Lochaber Tundra
It’s pretty easy to laugh at Scottish skiers, given the flurries of speculation and planning at the first sign of snowfall, and what constitutes ‘all time’ conditions in a country when any snow is sometimes a blessing. On reflection though, I’m not sure that I can really point the finger, given the number of routes that I’ve traced along the map while dreaming of winter … Continue reading East winds and Snotcicles on the Lochaber Tundra
The Kindness of Strangers: A festive LEJOG
It wasn’t my idea, and I doubt I ever would have had the audacity to suggest it to anyone, even if it had been. In fact, when Jenny mentioned her plans to do a four day, Land’s End to John O’ Groats ride over the New Year weekend, my brain made a little shudder and thought only about how grim it sounded. Well, most of … Continue reading The Kindness of Strangers: A festive LEJOG
