TweetFamily holiday to France. First time in Font with a tiny person. A break of at least 10 years since I’d been there, it’s still as wonderful as ever. She most definitely got into it. Read more →

TweetFamily holiday to France. First time in Font with a tiny person. A break of at least 10 years since I’d been there, it’s still as wonderful as ever. She most definitely got into it. Read more →
TweetSix months of waiting. Six months of hoping for good weather. Six months of wondering if any one of us would pull the plug and ruin it all. Paddy Englishman, Paddy Irishman and Paddy Australianman walk into a pub in Wales. It’s cold. Wet. Windy. They’ve sacked off a climb to sleep in a field and get some hot food.… Read more →
TweetJuly consisted of two things – a trip to the Isle of Man, and quitting my job. I’d not been to the Isle of Man in over 20 years. When a round of the English fell championships was announced we made plans to go straight away – on another note, being a sovereign country, I have no idea how a… Read more →
TweetScotland. Why are you so far away from me? Why do you do this to me every time I visit. Two weeks of sunshine broken on the last drive on the way home by thunderstorms. Shooting with focus at the Fort William DH world cup reaffirmed what was lying in the back of my head – bikes are fucking rad.… Read more →
TweetI’m not an April person. It’s a hard month, mentally and environmentally for me. Not yet warm. Not yet light. Not yet summer. I don’t function well. So I do the things I know best, even if I don’t do it well anymore. The tiny human became more mobile than ever. Playtime became something that had to be undertaken rathern… Read more →
Tweet I’ve wanted a Porcelain Rocket Mini Slinger for a while. A nice, simple, accessible way to carry a bigger camera around on a bike without putting it in a backpack, or in a framebag. But they’ve been out of production for a while and it was looking like that while was going to be a very long while. For… Read more →
TweetI spent most of my Tour Divide training rides along the canal between where I live and Manchester. 2 hours. 43 Kilometers. Each way, twice a day, up and over a climb gaining me 400m each direction. With work, family, and friends, it was the easiest way to combine training and life with too much of an impact. From February… Read more →
TweetLast year, with local rider and Super8 obsessed friend Giles, we went out and made a film for a competition. A film on film, not digital. A single Super8 cartridge shot with no room for editing. What was shot was what was to be entered, undeveloped, unseen by Giles. It was a fun day, 5 hours to shoot 3.5 minutes… Read more →
TweetFirst set of words in print from the Tour Divide this year: http://grit.cx/magarchive/issue-009 – small paywall for digital at £1.50 a month, or £6 for the print issue. I’ve been working with the folks over at Grit.cx since its inception, what feels like many moons ago. I’ve always contributed from a cross perspective, and quite often just ranting about my own ideas… Read more →