Finding solace in a country as large as India should be straight forward, until you realise that 1.3 billion people, which is almost twice the population of Europe, are squeezed into a country one third it’s size. I was cycle touring solo for just over a week and the lack of solitude was slowly wearing … More Cycle Touring Solo. Chapter 2: The Wonderful Spontaneity of Cycle Touring. An Unexpected Invitation to Bloombuds School and Boarding House
In recent posts I have made quite clear my passion for mountains and emphasised that this love was the inspiration and rationale for planning to cycle the Karakoram Highway, track the Himalayan foothills across north India and cycle into Nepal, home of the most eminent mountain range on the planet. I have also outlined my … More Cycle Touring India. Chapter 7: A 900 Kilometre Detour to the Architectual Symbol of Eternal Love
The previous six weeks cycling in and out of the Himalayan foothills of north India had been relentlessly tough, and although I strive for a challenge, sometimes a period of rest and recouperation is imperative and in this instance, a necessity. I had found myself in some pretty dark places struggling for hours up steep, … More Cycle Touring India. Chapter 6: Rishikesh
By mid-November the daylight hours were diminishing, this meant that I would be setting the alarm before sunrise. We routinely roused in the early, dark hours, though to a morning lark such as yours truely, this meant that I had the pleasure of watching the colours change as the sun peeked over the horizon. We … More Cycle Touring India. Chapter 5: Half a Pint of Lager & a Ride to Rishikesh
Shimla, the capital of the north Indian state Himachal Pradesh is situated atop a ridge at 2,276 metres above sea level. During the time of the British Raj, news of the somewhat “English weather” had spread, popularity increased as Officials and their families temporarily relocated to escape the stifling heat of the Indian plains during … More Cycle Touring India. Chapter 4: Shimla
Those who know me well are aware of my deep passion for mountains. Whilst perched high up in Shimla of the Himalayan foothills, the capital of the Himachal Pradesh state, I contemplated this notion as I sat gazing out at the distant, majestic, snow peaked summits of the Himalayan range proper. The seed of this … More Cycle Touring India. Chapter 3: The Ride to Shimla & A Woods Philosophy
During our first week in India I developed a sense of frustration, I felt that I had lost the enthusiasm for the cycle tour. We had been sedentary for some time, however, it should be said that much of this was unavoidable due to the processing time for my Indian visa in Islamabad. The preceding … More Cycle Touring India. Chapter 2: To McLeod Ganj.