The Spanish Trail – Part one
The Spanish Trail – Part One. 10 days traveling through the stunning mountains of septentrional Spain, for a magical ride in a …
Notes from the field
Letters from Iberia – Castilla y Leon
Castilla, a land shaped by history… There is a strange sound coming out of my engine bay this morning. A high pitch metallic noise an insufficiently oiled pulley would …
Letters from Iberia – La Rioja
La Rioja, a journey through fall in its outmost glory… After leaving the dry and deserted Bardenas Reales and crossing the Ebro river, I’m “officially” done with the Pirenees …
Letters from Iberia – The Bardenas Reales
The desert of Europe. An astonishing site I almost failed to recognise for its value, thanks to bad weather and pre-conceived notions… As explained yesterday, I’m no expert on …
Letters from Iberia – Aragon
The beauty of Aragon, a lesser known Spanish Province with a rich history, that should be on everyone’s to see list ! I knew nothing of Aragon. As a …
Letters from Iberia – The Pallars of Catalunya
The stunning beauty of the Pallars of Catalunya, a remote and seldom visited natural treasure ! As the night fell at the feet of the high mountains of the …
Letters from Iberia – The Alt Pireneu
Crossing of the Alt Pireneu mountains while running away from a snow storm ! Because of all the troubles I had to deal with yesterday, I decided to start …
letters from Iberia – Growing pains
First days are often complicated. You’re not yet acclimated, not yet used to the process. Growing pains I guess. First, what I thought would be a faster way to …
Letters from Iberia
It’s time to leave again. After many delays, I am embarking on a new overland adventure, taking me across the Northern Iberian Peninsula during the fall season. 5.000 kms and …
Letters from the GR 11 – Fontainebleau
The last night in the wood, was very similar to the first night 10 days ago. Full of sounds. Only this time all my fears were gone. I was now …
Letters from the GR 11 – Moret sur Loing
I feel like a horse smelling the stable as I reach near the end of this journey. Provins, Moret sur Loing and then Fontainebleau are the last stops for me …
Letters from the GR 11 – Left behind
If I refer myself to the four cardinal points, I shall say that the North looks a lot like the south, and the East, a lot like the West. The …
Letters from the GR 11 – Free as a butterfly
Repairing my wheel turned out a bit more complicated than anticipated. It had been a while and it showed. Because it is a tubeless tire, the trick is to get …
Letters from the GR 11 – Flat tire
I have just spent a very pleasant night camping in the woods near the town of Chantilly, where I’ll stop later for a visit of its extraordinary castle. But while …
Letters from the GR 11 – Halfway
I made it halfway through. To my surprise nothing broke. Neither myself, nor the bike. It could be said the dust has been brushed off, and the pain of the …
Letters from the GR 11 – Chevreuse
After a few days on the GR 11 it becomes obviously clear this journey is an introspection. It is not full of wow moments and Instagram ready landscapes to photograph. …