No Visible Lycra

We ride our trusty bicycles most weekends. This blog charts our adventures and records our thoughts as we ride through the rural lanes of Surrey and Northern Kent – and there's some world travel thrown in too

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Wednesday, 18 March 2015

My last night in Rio...

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It's odd. Odd to think that I can actually sit here, in my hotel room, and write that I've just had dinner, al fresco, looking out ...

What to do on my last day in Rio?

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On Copacabana Beach this morning...25 degrees at 0830. I've been thinking about taking a trip and there's a lot of stuff availa...
Tuesday, 17 March 2015

Relaxing in Rio – sea, sun and sunloungers...

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View from room 656, Sofitel Rio de Janeiro Sunday was a tiring day spent mostly in the air. I got a reasonable sleep and hit the breakf...
Monday, 16 March 2015

In Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

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No cycling yesterday morning as I flew British Airways flight 249 out of a mildy rainy London Heathrow heading for Rio de Janeiro where the...
Sunday, 15 March 2015

Saturday 14 March – to the churchyard to discuss Clarkson and eat biscuits

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The weather was perfect in many ways: not too cold, although, as we turned east and rolled down Clarks Lane past the bus stop en route to ...
Sunday, 8 March 2015

Good weather, Belvita biscuits and Phil's sausage sarnies – a top weekend's cycling

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The first good thing about this weekend was the weather; at last a break in the cold and frosty starts. Saturday had been bigged up all wee...
Friday, 27 February 2015

In Brussels (again)

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On Wednesday morning, just ahead of my journey to Brussels, I took a last walk around Langenhagen. I'd only been there a few hours, but...
Thursday, 26 February 2015

In Hannover, Germany...

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I've never been one for early starts – and by early starts I don't mean the usual 0600hrs when I routinely get up on a Saturday and...
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Sunday, 22 February 2015

Twats of the Antarctic...what were we thinking?

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People sleepwalk through life; I know I do. Take Saturday morning, for instance. I woke up around 0600hrs, got out of bed, went downstairs,...
Sunday, 15 February 2015

Slow way... to, yes, you've guessed it, the...

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... Tatsfield Bus Stop! And why not? I'm still climbing through the turbulent clouds of slothfulness left over after a long Christmas b...
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