The rehearsal.

He plotted a new ride route while I was working, told me we’re going on a road trip to get there, cleaned the van, cleaned my bike, oiled the chains, adjusted some cables and got an entire supply of Henllan cakes to take with us. Love. #cycling

J and the waves. #scape

Out in the wind, came back a queen💪🏻 #cycling

For my lovely Nan on what would have been her birthday today. Her girl on the beach. ♥️

Gorgeous spin. #cycling

Say little, write lots. #writing

Rural haze.

photography 'Twas a dark & stormy winter

Dawn edits. #writing

Ten minutes of sunlight. #cycling

Just finished writing a chapter, the birds are out, the sun is shining and the sky is blue. Actually blue. #writing

We beat the rain. #cycling

Hour by hour.

That time when we left Scotland, drove all night, and then the A44 was like hello, snow.

Sniggering at your desk while trying to be quiet at 6am. That’s the joy. #writing

Great dark gates and a tidal wave, Gave you that pill that took you out, They didn’t tell, Perhaps they didn’t know, Walking blindly into that show. [PMDD] #writing

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It’s surreal how you can be walking in a desolate place with a somewhat heavy mind, and then you come across someone in the middle of nowhere who tells you that they’re happy to talk to you. Kudos to that lovely stranger.

January. Two road trips, endless rain, and a new story written. It didn’t leave its mark in terms of getting out there, but the weekends were quiet, the van brought the views, and even when the weather app became shit, we took our wins when they came.

A small window clear of rain = go for a gravel ride adventure. Much needed mind break. #cycling

When you stop for a moment and realise you’re actually joking your way through what were actually quite stressful experiences because you have that face that does that. That’s when you know that the next few days need to be spent outdoors and switched off, whatever the weather.

It’s gone, the stars are back and now to return to the draft. #writing

Layers of a short that isn’t so short. #writing

The draft is calling. #writing

Your last ride out keeps the story. #cycling

When everything felt like another time and place.

Just finished editing a short I’ve been working on. Dark, strange, a place and person of the soul. #writing

Life chapters. So many personal memories on this beach.

Things to do, should have been home a bit ago, but the van has other plans and can we find a tyre and a soul in this town to do it…

The road we ride in the dark. #scape

Vape break after another failed eye test. Kudos to the poet and the one who always knows.

Eyes in the dark.

Short loop up the hills before visiting my mate today. Tropical climbs, thermal fail. #cycling

The only one from yesterday’s ride. Missed the rain, by 45. #cycling

The day is young and there’s a place you can go without rain. #writing

The quiet road. #scape

Definition of a good one. #cycling