I'm walkin'. Yes indeed, and I'm talkin'

From the rooftops I see houses, I see counties that border sea.
In the distance foreign mountains, one of those rivers is calling me.

There's only four ways to get unraveled. One is to sleep and the other is travel.
One is a bandit up in the hills. One is to love your neighbor 'till
....his wife gets home

Some kind of vague travelblog, about this n' that, and whatever else I may encounter on the road.

Wednesday, 17 June 2009

Surfing on borrowed time....

... or at least borrowed t'internet.

This is a super quick update, as internet access, computers, phones, the wheel etc arent all that common out in these here parts. Only kidding, but it has been a bit wild at times.

Currently sat in a Wetherspoons in Penzance. 16 miles into the day, with another 76 planned for the day. Its gonna be a long one. Biked round some scary-hairy country roads, getting down to about 6 1/2 ft wide for 2 way traffic. I've also had to push the bike DOWN more hills than up. Thats not saying the hills arent steep. They're killers. But I just dont fancy ending my journey with me and my bike in the English Channel just yet.

Might be a while before I get anymore updates in. Bought meself a little orange tent, that will be my home for the next 4-5days. Dont have a picture available, but had plenty taken whilst at Land's End. Man it was blustery!

No. I'm not sporting a Flock Of Seagulls hairdo, it's just VERY windy


Me, leaving Land's End. I've just realised, only 30 seconds after leaving my start
point, I'm going up a one-way street the wrong way. GREAT START!


16 miles down, 984 to go. I can't contain my excitement. Woooooooooooooo!

1 comment:

  1. You're crazy Neil but it's for a good cause...GOOD LUCK and enjoy Glastonbury (don't get lost and miss it all!!!) xxx Zoe and Jai

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