A bear on a tricycle 

So I had a little ride to get through on the Sunday before the Queen’s Jubilee. Because of the early start, there were no trains and I...

Ride London Surrey was a bugger for a big bear like me. Over 4,000 ft of climbing through the Surrey Hills with two major, one medium and...

This year, I am not riding for a charity place. I am riding for the fun of it, but it doesn’t mean I am not asking for a favour. Two...

In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t like training. I loathe training. Ever since I was a young cub, stomping around cold, miserable...

So the first training rides have come and gone and so have my legs. It is one thing to ride 28 miles three days a week to work and back...

Two years ago, I found myself back in Ride London. A bang on the head made me click the enter button and somehow I won a ballot place....

Do you know what I missed the past couple of years? The thud sound as the Ride London magazine landed on the doorstep, shattering your...