Goodbye Former Yugoslavia

I left Knin feeling slightly nervous about my stomach, I didn’t want a repeat of the last time I’d ridden.  Thankfully it seemed to hold up and I rode off through the slightly hilly lands on the way to Imotski. Knin it transpired had been a royal town and had a gigantic fort overlooking it…

Croatia: sickness and health

Entering Slovenia it became clear very quickly that we’d left behind Italy, for one thing every restaurant we passed seemed to have one or two whole pigs roasting on spits outside. Also everything felt more rural and quieter, we’d climbed about five hundred metres up onto a plateau and there were mountains and forests to…

Italy: Flat and hot

In Milan I was well looked after by Lara and Laurent who made sure I was well fed.  I got a bit carried away with the gelato having it for every lunch and dinner while I was there.  In between all the eating I managed to get some culture in and went and saw Da…

Switzerland: Easy riding

I crossed into Switzerland north of Basel and it wasn’t long before I found a cycle route sign pointing where I wanted to go.  This has been a feature of riding in Switzerland to date: there is always a cycle path where you want to go. These paths are incredibly easy to follow and made…

Along the Saar and down to Strasbourg

After leaving Luxembourg I reached the river Saar and followed this through a progression of towns named such that you’d be sure which river they were on: Saarlouis, Saarbrucken and Saarguemines. Some parts of the river were pretty but a lot was industrial as the region is famed for its coal output. Riding through I…