Gabe's outfit

Miles. Hours. Riding.

We never thought on to bring a cycle computer to even give us a rough idea of how many miles we did but it was definatley alot. We just kept on pedalling for hours on end. It wasn't that hard, Holland was as flat as a pancake and the cycle paths were all so smooth but after a few hours riding with a backpack on it would become uncomfortable. The weight would pin your arse into the saddle. Not once did any of us moan about the riding it would just mean we'd stop for a drink, some sort of cheese pastry or a lie down.

Riding

A few riding snaps

ADEQUATE RIDERS

Does this mean we're a gang? We got a posse? Are we a crew or krew? Nah, mates is fine. Adequate.

Good Times

First thing we all did when we got back was gather around a laptop and look back through the photos that had been snapped. The digital age means the memories are relived in an instant rather than waiting a week to get film developed. I think we somehow accumulated over 200 photos. Photos of friends can make you smile but you smile harder if you have associated memories of that time and I'm sure that is the case for us with any photos of this whole trip, be it; Andy rubbing his balls and arse with every cream possible, George riding the store on a shopping bike, Gabe's pure white hat and bum bag or attempted tourist landmark photos.

Picnic

Life on the road.
A picnic of cheese, bread and beer at our own private beach on the banks of the Rhine.

Bike Rack

Drink stop. Rack 'em up.

Self Portrait 2

If you go back a few posts to the last, 'Self Portrait' you can compare and contrast with this photo. There is something just not right about this photo. It's the bar ends, half way across Holland we had stopped at a market were Gabe bought them for 5 Euros. Bargain? They were binned when we arrived in Colonge.

RHINE

The Rhine is one of the most polluted rivers in Europe. George and Gabe add to the rivers pollution. A little while later we were on a ferry dodging the constant stream of industrial barges.

CHEESELAND

While the rest of the British tourists searched for the coffeeshops and hookers we're more than happy with a variety of cheesetwists.

WINDMILLS

Cyclepath, canal and windmills. We're in Holland 'nobhead.

Cage Football

We went to a bunch of art galleries and museums. Some good, some bad, some had girls with beautiful, dog shit eyes serving good coffee but none were as much fun as this one in Rotterdam.

George T.

Zip line bike mounting technique

EURO TUNNEL

We rode through quite a few tunnels in Holland, some of which were bike only and went on for miles. I don't know why but these are such a blast to ride, really fun, you just start cranking faster. When we were in Amsterdam city centre we entered an underpass that we thought had a cycle lane down the side. It was downhill and so fast, we were lovin' it. Thirty seconds later cars are honking at us and are seriously going fast through this CAR ONLY TUNNEL! No turning back, no room for error, just keep haulin' as fast as possible. We were all stoked when we emerged at the other end.

Adventure Today

We set off on Wednesday 8th July with pretty much only one thing sorted; we had to arrive at the We The People store in Cologne by 6:30 on Tuesday 14th. Armed with a map of Holland purchased from Oxfam on our way to the train station, Gabe's compass and a backpack each, we disembarked the ferry in Rotterdam and began pedalling.

Udderly Butterly

Yo! Who's stupid idea was this? We're riding fixed through Europe. 10 types of cream and nothing but a dream.

More photos coming soon....