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Category Archives: out and about
Getting higher!
Grüss-di aus Andermatt! Wir sind in Gasthaus Skiklub, auf Gotthardstrasse. That’s enough German: predictive text is being unhelpful.
So there were quite a lot of trains yesterday and today:
| Amsterdam Centraal | 18:55 | Arnhem Centraal | 19:59 |
| Arnhem Centraal | 20:44 | Duisburg Hbf | 22:14 |
| Duisburg Hbf | 23:13 | Basel SBB | 06:22 |
| Basel SBB | 08:28 | Brig | 10:40 |
| Brig | 10:40 | Brig Bahnhofplatz | 10:40 |
| Brig Bahnhofplatz | 11:23 | Andermatt | 13:20 |
Squirm!
- Cycling distance 19.30 miles plus a few bimbles in central Amsterdam
- cumulative distance 30.88 miles
Elly has described a bit of magic that happened today.
‘Hello, world!’ from a cafe overlooking the IJ from the back of Centraal station. First thing to report to Napier friends and colleagues is that I’ve switched off my Napier e-mail. Personal email, text etc are welcome, although immediate response is not guaranteed, sorry.
It’s pleasingly ironic that between us Lev and I had one good leg and one good pedal, not in contact with each other. Oops! Even more pleasing that the magic is here, despite a couple of shakedown breakages. Long pauses to watch the world and hydrate ourselves.
Squelch!
- Home to Waverley: 1.01 miles
- Newcastle to North Shields: 10.57 miles
- cumulative distance: 11.58 miles
The ever-wonderful Elly has described our trip from home to North Shields so what can I add? Well, I’m amazed I can even think about blogging after 4 hours’ sleep last night, but I’m just so happy to be travelling again with my lovely lady. And of course huge thanks to her and our employers and our various yoga-teachers, spinning instructors, and therapists for all their parts in enabling this trip! Continue reading
Protected: How not to pack for a honeymoon
Legsit encore
As Brexit becomes ever more horrorshow, and gets on everyone’s groodies (look it up!), the legsit situation is improving. Continue reading
Never mind Brexit, it’s legsit! #firstworldproblems
This post is a reminder of an infamous article in the Daily Mail.
So I felt fine after doing a wee ride on 1st July, but when I went to bed my left buttock and thigh went into really painful contracted spasm, and stayed that way so I hardly slept. When I got up on Monday morning, the spasms went away but my left shin was very painful. It took me over 15 minutes to limp from the flat to the taxi-rank outside the Rutland – around a quarter of a mile, involving several stops and much swearing. Continue reading
The slow and the furious
Extending the range
The jaunts from North Berwick to Edinburgh last weekend and the weekend before that were fairly flat. We both wanted to see if we could go further, on more undulating terrain. So Elly suggested cycling via Kirkliston to Linlithgow and back. We’re just back, and despite a few grumbles, my legs kept going. The Rose SPD sandals worked well too. Here’s the inevitable cyclemeter map:
Pack up your troubles?
So this weekend’s jaunt was a repeat of last weekend’s run from North Berwick to home, but this time carrying luggage. Lev’s panniers weighed 1 stone 8 lbs (9.8kg), and contained most of the things I think I’ll take in August. I have no idea how much Fidel’s panniers weighed, but rather than faff with packing lists, Elly quickly filled them with old copies of the London Review of Books.
Here’s the inevitable cyclemeter map, and below is Lev’s panniers’ contents. There’s a PDF of my packing list here just in case you’re really interested.



