OK, so I cheated a bit today. Taking the train from Vienna to Budapest (see luggage taking a break too), where I’m going to lay up for a while, see old friends and make a serious attempt at learning Hungarian. The Hungarians are so keen that foreigners should master their imposssible, upside-down but fascinating language, […]Read More Budapest – and Going Offline for a While
And while I have access to a decent, real computer here in Vienna, able to post serious photos taken with a serious camera, here’s a shot from back in France, on the Loire at La Charite (once a major stop on the Camino to Santiago), of my mobile office. O2 Stellar Blackberry-enabled mobile on the […]Read More The Ultimate Mobile Office
These three cheerful types were spied rather earlier on the trip, back in Paris almost a month ago, where I stopped to take some photos, in the rain of course, of self, Raven and the Arc de Triomphe. The two on the left started eyeing the bike with clear expertise, and when I greeted them […]Read More One I took earlier…
Beware, this is a long blog. Take a deep breath, jump in, but be prepared to navigate in manageable segments. Yes, the tent last night stayed dry inside, as did the sleeping gear, and I even dreamed of warm and snuggly sleeping bags. OK, I have had to wear my socks and expensive 100% waterproof […]Read More Vienna. And Why Blog?
The less said about today's ride the better. Eighty-four hard, and for the second half spectacularly wet miles (see grey pic above), the last 30 slogging through a succession of thunderstorms in a vain search for a warm dry B&B. I've ended up having to put up the tent anyway, in Tulln on the Danube […]Read More The Danube cont. And rain. Lots of it.
The banks of the Danube, which I reached today and along which I ploughed for a healthy total of 83 miles into a ferocious headwind, are indeed flat, as expected. But they're also, to be honest, a bit boring, despite the last couple of days' fabulous explosion all around of tree blossoms in this very […]Read More The Danube and Pilgrims
Now into mjy fifth week on the road since leaving home on Easter Day, this was one amazing day's ride. 64 miles heading east from Salzburg through Austrian pre-Alpine landscape for which the word idyllic was invented. Stayed last night with Dart Centre friend and colleague Susan Moeller at the Schloss Leopoldskron in Salzburg, home […]Read More Salzburg and The Sound of Music
Of course another reason why Bavaria and the Northern Alps are so green, apart from the muckspreadng, is that it rains. A lot. Yesterday was glorious sunshine. But today, as I approach Salzburg, it's back to form. Hence shot above of another serious biker encountered today, togged like me to the gills for the rain […]Read More Another reason why Bavaria is green
The Alpine flowers are at last beginning to bloom. Very late, but delightful. Mum, this photo was for you! And on the same theme, the green of the meadows here in the German south takes one's breath away. How do they do it? Like the English lawn, it's easy. Just nurture/roll/manure for hundreds of years. […]Read More The rest of today’s photos
After spending an hour this morning re-posting my Serious Wistful Thoughts from yesterday, which Blogger.Com had got all confused, I'm going to try one post today with three pix, and then a separate one just with pix, but text will refer to both. Make sense? If yes, then read on. After yesterday's thoughts about the […]Read More Bearing One’s Cross