"Patience is waiting. Not passively waiting. That is laziness. But to keep going when the going is hard and slow - that is patience. The two most powerful warriors are patience and time." Leo Tolstoy Today is 13th June 2019. Today was meant to be my glorious final day in the saddle. The day when... Continue Reading →
After weeks of training, preparation, organisation and fundraising, I was ready. I had one last training ride to do on the day before setting off down to Lands End to start my 1000 mile ride for Yemen. The planning had been exhausting and I was looking forward to finally getting on the road to complete... Continue Reading →
Having decided to take on what is known in cycling circles as LEJOG or the 'granddaddy of British cycling challenges', the first thing was to set the date. I didn't want it to be too hot or too cold, so somewhere between April and July. And I wanted to get to Scotland before midge season,... Continue Reading →
After leaving Qatar, I decided to combine my passion for cycling with my love of Yemen and the Yemeni people and take on a big cycling challenge to raise money for the Save the Children Yemen Crisis Appeal. I am cycling from Lands End to John O'Groats - one end of the UK to the... Continue Reading →
Having found a nice little spot to spend the night, on a sandy spit, east of Al Khor, stretching out into the Arabian Gulf, I parked Grey Legs and spread out my towel. I changed out of my cycling clothes and hung them out to dry on the handle bars. The spit was raised out... Continue Reading →
A night under the stars With Eid AlAdha approaching and the weather cooling to a mere 40 degrees, what better time to plan another micro-adventure and this time to do something I've been dying to do for a long time - sleep in the desert under the stars. After little sleep and an aching back,... Continue Reading →
This is the story of my epic ride to Qatar's Singing Sand Dune...... After completing the Qatar Century Ride last December, cycling a gruelling 100km in one stretch, I felt I had proved my stripes in the saddle and decided to plan my own solo two wheeled micro adventure. Colleagues at work had mentioned the... Continue Reading →
When I first came to Qatar, one of the things I missed the most was cycling. For several years, I'd been a committed commuter cyclist in London. I'd grown to love the daily dodge and weave through the London traffic, going into battle with taxis, buses and delivery drivers, all vying for position at traffic... Continue Reading →
Adventures of a British Bedu 