The Scottish Borders region is pretty, but without a mode of reliable transportation to get you from one part of the county to another, there’s unfortunately not very much to see in each individual town. I’ve been in Melrose now since about noon, and after finding the youth hostel I was booked at discovered that […]

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I’ve had a comparatively relaxing day in Newcastle today, thanks to my overseas American friend Larisa taking such good care of me. I did have a bit of a sleep-deprived comedy this morning as I staggered into my suite’s bathroom in the hotel and in my sleepiness (or just plain silliness) couldn’t figure out how […]

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Right, so not much to say here. The ferry was late to the dock by an hour and a half because the other ferry was busy loading the damned motorbikes for bloody TT, and I missed the lasted train from Liverpool to Carlisle. I met a chap on the ferry over though, Chris, who was […]

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Am I ever knackered! I don’t think I truly knew the meaning of the word, but now that I’ve spent my day cycling 50 kilometres or so around the south half of the Isle of Man, and on a mountain bike too, I think I’m finally starting to grasp the concept. I woke up early […]

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What a day at the Isle of Man! Once again I’ve been flooded with kind hospitality from my New Zealander host, Christine, and her dear aunt Ann. After finally arriving at the Isle of Man at 16:00 and being despondent at the thought of being able to see any of the sights on the island, […]

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So I’m sitting in the waiting lounge for the Steam Ferry company that’s supposed to be taking me and several hundred motorbike riders (and their bikes too) over to the island at 10:30, and they’ve just informed us that due to a late start from the Isle (probably because of some bikers coming back or […]

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