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 altitude with a bunch of friends riding over the Pyrenees fromContinue reading “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 places in France for outdoor activities, was to beContinue reading “Local knowledge and lingo”

Training with a French Cycling Club

Cycling. France. Training with a local Club at the foot of the Pyrenees. Three simple things spun together that seem far removed from belting up and down Beach Rd in Melbourne at 6am. What does it mean to roll along in a club ride through the Pyrenees-Orientales? Hopefully this virtual tour will do it justice…

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, saddened by the loss of his Father,Continue reading “How will the story read at the end of the year?”

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 hint of luxury, decadence, quality-time shared with close confidantes. OrContinue reading “Beyond shiny lights work the brightest stars”

Cycling through a developing obsession

The thing about the bike is, it takes you places you’d ordinarily not pass by car and certainly places you’d never get to by foot in the same time. As I explore the lands in the search of good coffee and treats to reward thousands of revolutions of the pedals and umpteen calories burned, theContinue reading “Cycling through a developing obsession”

The best time to start: Now or 20 years ago

There’s a saying that goes: When’s the best time to plant a tree? Now or 20 years ago. This could not have been better exemplified than at Le Boulou, France on the weekend. Sunday saw the simultaneous running of the regional cyclocross championships across France, the filtration process to identify this years best of theContinue reading “The best time to start: Now or 20 years ago”