This is Not a Holiday

It’s over; done and dusted; completo. The largest continuous expenditure of energy of my life has come to an end. I wondered back at the beginning whether this would be one of those trips that I hoped would last forever, and that I’d be really sad to finish. Well, it...

An Ode to Wind

The lot of a cyclist can be good or bad,

And the governing factor is weather.

The whim of the gods can turn happy to sad,

And bring a man to the end of his tether.

Rain we can take and sun we adore:

We just slap on some more of the cream.

But there’s one weat...

Well it’s been a very exciting game since you last tuned in when Team Hedgehog got off to a flying start around the north end of Pounamu. Flattened bristles decorated acres of tarmac up around Murchison and it seemed as though the competition might have been won in the...