SandyCarson.com was in his native home of Scotland for a few days, so I went to see him and have some adventure time. We started off in Glasgow and drove up through the stunning scenery to Fort William where we hiked up Ben Nevis. We had good weather on the ascent which had Sandy reaching for one of his multiple cameras every few minutes to capture the dramatic changing light. About ten minutes from the summit the weather quickly closed in and the thick cloud cover started to drop heavy rain and create a near apcalyptic landscape.
Wednesday, 19 August 2009
Epicness in Lochness (Part one)
SandyCarson.com was in his native home of Scotland for a few days, so I went to see him and have some adventure time. We started off in Glasgow and drove up through the stunning scenery to Fort William where we hiked up Ben Nevis. We had good weather on the ascent which had Sandy reaching for one of his multiple cameras every few minutes to capture the dramatic changing light. About ten minutes from the summit the weather quickly closed in and the thick cloud cover started to drop heavy rain and create a near apcalyptic landscape.
Tuesday, 11 August 2009
Co ordinating bike and attire.
Nocturne Series. Blackpool
I really like the Nocturne Series. It brings cycling right into city locations and presents it in a specator friendly way. The usual entertaining sideshows of the Rollapoluza Racing and Brompton race were completley overshadowed by the entertainment of people watching in Blackpool. Stag and Hen do's on a Saturday night, it's total carnage.
Friday, 7 August 2009
Art Gallery Bicycle Photograph No. 2
Friday, 31 July 2009
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.
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