Collioure. A place to hide, ride and escape

Collioure. A place to hide, ride and escape

Over the weekend I ran into an old friend and by chance we meandered through the conversation to discover we’d narrowly missed paths 7 months earlier in the little publicised French seaside town of Collioure. He’d cycled about 1000kms and gained 23,000 metres in...
Collioure. A place to hide, ride and escape

Local knowledge and lingo

Fancy a Frenchman telling you that there’s a great adventure to be had in Spain, and he knows just where it is. Stranger things have happened, but thank goodness for local knowledge. Rodolfo, a very accomplished cyclist who resides in one of the most delightful of...
Collioure. A place to hide, ride and escape

How will the story read at the end of the year?

Everyone has a story, often it reads with how we want it to be but what it actually is, is the substance all others seek. Alessandro, reported by his sister in Italy in September 2012 as missing, presumed dead, has a story. Presumably the victim of the economy,...
Collioure. A place to hide, ride and escape

Beyond shiny lights work the brightest stars

Cupcakes. Sweet morsels determined by a sponge-like base and coifs of cream or a spatular slathering of frosting. A hot topic in Montpellier, France at the moment. Much like the vision of a glamorous femme fatale sporting 3-inch heels on a bicycle, cupcakes exude a...

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