The loss of my gloves a couple of days beforehand must have affected my judgement. In a rash move I also binned the old trainers…
life, the world and a bike
Month: July 2014
I followed the river Ijsel from Gouda to Rotterdam. It was another short day of cycling, with a relaxing lunch en-route. I’m becoming increasingly convinced…
I set off at lunchtime for the short hop to Gouda, correctly pronounced by the Dutch as “How-dah”. Having elected to take the shorter option…