A Chilly Cycle in France

We assumed we had cycled every exiting road from our village, but surprise, surprise! The other day the Boyfriend discovered a new road to cycle and suggested that I go and explore its winding path as I might enjoy it…   This hidden road could be found only a few minutes from our chalet slinking offContinue reading “A Chilly Cycle in France”

The French Alps on my Bicycle

The tired legs are spinning but the bicycle wheels are barely moving.  The road ahead winds steeply up into the clouds.  As I pant for oxygen my whole body is working like a machine fighting to stay strong. My only lung does not know what has hit it and my chest feels as if itContinue reading “The French Alps on my Bicycle”

Pedalling up Mountains – France

I am in the support vehicle and the time has arrived for another year of the Haute Route – a cycling feast through the french alps, from Geneva to Nice.  Last year there were approximately 250 riders this year it is expected to be double that amount. The boyfriend has entered again and as aContinue reading “Pedalling up Mountains – France”

A Sunny Cycle – Linz to Grein

We wheeled over kerbs, across tram lines and down skinny alleys exploring the crisp clean city of Linz.  It gleamed like shiny white teeth in the early morning heat.  Our boat had already departed for the town of Grein, 40 miles down river.   It felt good to be back on the bicycles following theContinue reading “A Sunny Cycle – Linz to Grein”

Cycling in the National Park – New Zealand

We had driven for five hours to be told by the tired looking receptionist that the weather was turning for the worst and that we should jump back into the car and head back home.  Four of us had eagerly ventured down to the middle of New Zealand’s north island to hike the famous TongariroContinue reading “Cycling in the National Park – New Zealand”

The Waikato River trail – New Zealand

Peering over the giant concrete block and holding onto the strong pylons I nervously look down upon the dizzying heights of the Arapuni swing bridge below. I feel like I am about to have an Indiana Jones moment! I have joined my sister and her family on a weekend visit to the Waikato region. TheContinue reading “The Waikato River trail – New Zealand”