Bike, bike, bike as fast as you can…You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man!

There is no doubt, as the days are getting shorter and the weather is so unpredictable / mainly always raining…that its getting more critical for me to know where I’m going…and to get there early. Also when I get there to set up my tent before looking through the yellow pages for a masseur. GodContinue reading “Bike, bike, bike as fast as you can…You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man!”

Fighting, Disentry and Meg

I am meant to be camping but….b&b’s are so much nicer….The country hotel in the middle of the city, in Carlisle resembled and old Victorian faulty towers. I thought I was getting fit but struggled up the 72 threadbare stairs to my room. Well what was I expecting for £30. I was…expecting it to haveContinue reading “Fighting, Disentry and Meg”

Day 13 ….”Run, and you’ll live… at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin’ to trade ALL the days, from this day…..COVID may make it harder but it will never take… OUR FREEDOM!”

Slow start this morning as my tent needed to dry out and packing up in the rain is…well, wet… My plan, as ever was…I don’t bother. Actually that’s wrong. I make the choice not to plan the roads, gradient or even look at the weather in fear of rolling over and going back to sleep.Continue reading “Day 13 ….”Run, and you’ll live… at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin’ to trade ALL the days, from this day…..COVID may make it harder but it will never take… OUR FREEDOM!””

Day 12 – Devolution or Higher State of Consciousness…

My clean white sheets are but a distant memory now as I’m back ‘wild camping’ just outside Jedburgh. You’d think following the England – Scotland border would be easy but I managed to take a few wrong turns today and didn’t get to where I needed to be till about 6.30. I left at 8am.Continue reading “Day 12 – Devolution or Higher State of Consciousness…”