There has always been a part of me that relishes the knowledge that more than likely I was the only one out there on a road bike that day. Even now as the weekend downpour shows no sign of letting up part of me wants to be outside.
I’ve just published my first ever journal/newsletter which after a lot of dithering have decided to call Restless. As it’s the first issue I’m going to post it here in its entirety so that anyone interested in signing up can get a glimpse into what to expect.
Ginko trees (inchō・銀杏), along with momiji (紅葉) and persimmon (kaki・柿 – not to be confused with the other kaki meaning oyster) make for a staple of the Japanese autumn.
After I’d finished I sat waiting a couple of kilometres from where the festival was about to start at a michi-no-eki and I wondered why I hadn’t just jumped in the car with everyone else.
Hello there keen hikers, cyclists, and all round outdoor adventurers. Remember that hike I posted last week? There’s something about it I neglected to tell you.
I went on a short bike ride this morning. The first in a few days. The pressure of last week