Frieren and Fern
Pilgrimage. I once cycled from Durham Cathedral to Iona, reversing and retracing an imagined journey of Celtic saints: giving myself[…]
Read moreReflections on faith and cycling
Pilgrimage. I once cycled from Durham Cathedral to Iona, reversing and retracing an imagined journey of Celtic saints: giving myself[…]
Read moreA VC167 social ride
Read moreA fast and easy February Audax. Pilates for the win.
Read moreA few days around Delamere Forest with a 29er MTB
Read moreThe lorry bumps across the raised zebra crossing, clattering chains against the empty skip as the driver starts a busy[…]
Read moreA voice cries out in the wilderness… cycling in search of God.
Read moreWhy I am a vicar who cycles: moving with a light footprint in God’s good creation.
Read moreExploring the lanes around Harlech: the many hairpins, steep climbs and dead end roads.
Read moreA long bicycle ride with sleep deprivation, including werewolves and an acid house party. My memory has become like clothes[…]
Read moreI have been playing with psalm 23 for a while, adapting the words to speak the language of cyclists. After[…]
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