The Chichibu Test – II

As I sit in a supermarket canteen at around 9PM writing up the days footnotes I feel absolutely trashed. A hot coffee from the vending machine might have perked me up, I pressed the wrong button however ordering myself an iced coffee. I’d had very little sleep the night before in Kawagoe due to the…

The Chichibu Test – I

March 21st 2014 Saitama prefecture sits northwest of Tokyo, so in an effort to reach Chichibu in the mountain range again to the far northwest of the prefectural border I went at it in what will soon become my natural anti-clockwise fashion. It made sense to approach Saitama first like this as when my journey…

In the Midst of a Giant

Today I set out upon an ominous quest, a quest that thus far on and off has taken me some 7 years. Back in 2007 on a 2 week stint in Japan with my friend Smithy we spent an afternoon trying to find a mythical beast, we failed. Again in 2009 as a solo effort…

In the Beginning…

I                    With an assortment of flights under my belt now I felt it safe to say that there are a broad range of experiences to be had, naturally ranging from the good to the bad. Now considering the shape of recent events over the South China…

Tokyo bound..

Booked my flight out to Tokyo yesterday, everything pretty much in order now. A few odds and ends to pick up and then I’m set. Heading out at the beginning of March. My arrival into Tokyo however could potentially become somewhat of a quagmire, where do I unravel my bike at the airport? Do I…

The End of the Beginning

In 783 hours I cycled 6818.30 miles(10,973km) to all of Japan’s 47 prefectures….piece of piss mate! NEXT! Well ok, not quite, but on a serious note, apart from setting myself free from the womb back in the early 80’s this journey has been one of the most epic life challenges I have had to face to…

East Anglia 2013 – Day 7

Thursday 12th September And so drawith to an end my mini-Anglian excursion. Heading out of Ely and ever deeper into the Fens, along the wash and then back home to March. A basic and bland final leg, but having grown up in the area I’d overdosed on near enough everything the Fens has to offer…

East Anglia 2013 – Day 6

Wednesday 11th September Again, a hideous night’s sleep was to be had. As nightfall committed the extremities worsened, it felt as if a monsoon had hit, when in fact it was just the birth of the British autumn. Nestled amongst alder trees concern hit me as the trees began to creak and sway. Was the…

East Anglia 2013 – Day 5

Tuesday 10th September Rain and wind combine to become the prevailing enemy of the day. Together they negotiate how miserable they intend to make me feel. But through this entire cycling lark if I was to average one shit day in five, then I’ll take that, that’s doable. For today was certainly one of those…

East Anglia 2013 – Day 4

Monday 9th September With a good partial days rest and a relatively decent night’s kip I was feeling revitalised and raring to go when I left Norwich. Weather, the skies were blue and the sun was doing its thing.  Today I would straddle the broads toward the Suffolk coast. I made haste through a number…