Running, Cycle Touring and Roaming with Simple Living and Slow Travel
A Sat’dee visit t' t’mill to make sure everythin’ was runnin’ smoothly. Quarry Bank Mill look’t grand even if the rain were pourin’t down. She’s bin standin’ ‘ere, meckin’ our cotton since 1783 and she’s still standin’ strong and still doin’ ‘er work. The machinery an't looms were runnin’ and’t noise were deafenin’ as it... Continue Reading →
A day exploring Liverpool. A day for Steve to journey to his own Mecca. A day for the Tasmanian fifth Beatle. She's got a ticket to ride She's got a ticket to ride She's got a ticket to ride… on the train from Hoylake into the big city of Liverpool. We walked down the street... Continue Reading →
There was definitely a possibility of brightening this morning…yes, it was grey and yes, it was cloudy, but we were optimistic about the potential for brightening. Carol, our friendly and very cheerful weather presenter always makes us feel like we’re in for a good day. Even when she says “the showers will be wintery in... Continue Reading →
There was tension on Walton's Mountain this morning. Where was Mary Ellen going to have her baby? There was disagreement and discord in the extended Walton family. "You will have it in the hospital!" her doctor husband informed her quite forcefully. "I don't like hospitals, they smell," chimed in Mr Walton, in Mary Ellen's defence.... Continue Reading →
“There you are my loves. That’s right now. Sorry about that my loves.” That’s pretty much how our day started, with those lovely, friendly words from the lady who came to our assistance at the ASDA self-checkout, when the machine decided it didn’t want to accept that we didn’t want a plastic bag, thank you... Continue Reading →
No, the title of today’s post isn’t because one of us is ailing in any way, rather it is yet another reference to a TV location! On another grey, rainy day and with that wind still howling fiercely, we set off across Cornwall to visit Port Isaac, the little fishing village where the TV series... Continue Reading →
There’s something about our presence in a place, and the Met Office issuing extreme weather warnings. It seems to happen with abnormal frequency! We’ve become accustomed to that red banner and the little yellow exclamation mark icon that says WEATHER WARNING!!! We had it many times when we were on the bikes and now here... Continue Reading →
One final trip into Dartmouth town before leaving for the next leg of this “freewheelin’” journey that has no real plan other than to follow the plan we set on the bikes…go where the road takes us. The final visit to Dartmouth gave me a final warm glow, because of the wonderful people we continue... Continue Reading →
Carol, our friendly and very familiar BBC weather presenter told us we were in for “heavy rain” today. Hmmm, what to do. Of course! Let’s go for a ride! Riding and the rain are such a regular combo for us, we might as well get out there in it. We headed off for the Dartmoor... Continue Reading →
"Did he get published??!!" were the words that preceded Steve's appearance, when he all but fell through the bathroom door, in his frantic effort to seek an answer to this question. Did what get published? By whom? you may well wonder. We are speaking of none other than John Boy Walton! As Steve went to... Continue Reading →
Run. Ride. Roam. 