Many people that we met along our travels in the US told us that Utah is their favorite state. “It’s unlike anything you’ve ever seen,” they would say. But how can you comprehend something never experienced, never seen, touched nor smelled? Would it be as grandiose as the high peaks of Colorado, more engaging than […]
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Chasing sun spells – Highlands to West Coast to Hebrides
With the worst rain behind us and some uncertain clouds circling around we leave Fort William and follow the blue on blue thistle marked trail posts leading us north out of town and along the Caledonian Canal. The canal has been envisioned in the late 18th century as a way to connect the east and west coasts of Scotland and thus omitting the dangerous waters of Cape Wrath in the far north, but it also served a revitalizing role to the Highlands, desolate after a series of English laws and actions known as the Highland Clearances forced many a Scotsman to search for personal freedom of playing bagpipes, wearing tartan and most importantly speaking Gaelic in places such as North America and Australia. Nowadays the canal serves as a tourist attraction and forms the backbone of what is known as the Great Glen Way, a long distance trail connecting Fort William in the west with Inverness in the east.
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Frantic Four- Glasgow to Fort William
With the garage doors shut behind us there is no turning back, we have no keys and no one will be around the house for the next three weeks. It’s a warm May morning and we set off to catch our Piotrkow-Warsaw train. The cycling route to Piotrkow I know quite well since many of […]
Jura! Krakow to Czestochowa
A high pitched female scream vibrates in front of me as I race downhill a leaf covered trail. Tires continue rustling through the golden-brown carpet of the forest floor. There it goes again! I feel hot and damp air on my face as I exhale into my neck warmer. The yell hits my eardrums once […]
In motion: Riding Roztocze & Mazury
In between moving places, DIYing furniture, finding our spot in a new environment Saska got some time to cut, slice and edit our ride into a cool bikepacking movie. Without further ado we present
Eat like kings, ride like fools. Masurian delights.
Claus – with all the calmness he could muster at this moment – grabbed the knob with the remaining three fingers of his left hand and pushed the door away from him. Scorching July sun made his pupils constrict instantly and at the same time droplet of sweat rolled down behind his well ironed shirt […]
A mission of distance: Warsaw to Rzewnica
The sun is slowly dragging itself down the trees and fields, revealing dark and shady spots creeping ever higher into the horizon. The sky’s blue colors turn slowly into shades of pink, yellow and orange only occasionally ripped by contrail scars. I put my head down and spin my legs round and round, winding the […]
Trails to cherish: Wolowec to Rakhiv to Friendship
Leaving Stryj early morning I head straight for the train station to catch the elektrichka, tickets are cheap and I’d rather go straight for the mountains past Volovec than slog my way through busy traffic on main roads. Paid for me and my bike, left it in the passage between train cars. I sit […]
Red and Black on Borzawa: Cisna to Volovec to Stryj
https://youtube.googleapis.com/v/Un7JkfIPvy4&source=uds Always remember, nature can last without mankind, but mankind without nature is lost Entering Poloniny National Park on the other side of the border it’s all green and all downhill. Slovakia welcomes me with tarmac roads turned gravel. Only a faint, thin grey line bears the memory of more civilized times. The only signs […]
At the end of the World: Zyndranowa to Lupkow and beyond
https://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=1261899414/size=large/bgcol=333333/linkcol=e99708/tracklist=false/t=1/transparent=true/ After sleeping in my tent for the past days I’ve decided it was high time for some luxury – a couch on the porch seemed like the perfect solution. The warm and breezy night was shared with a guest cat. You never sleep alone in the hills… On the evening of my arrival another […]
In Between Spokes 