After three years of itchy feet and cooling my heels – pandemic restrictions have been bad for mental health, but also podiatry – I’m doing another international End to End at last. This one’s Slovakia, a country I’ve been through briefly a few times and liked, so I’m back to do it properly. Which, for…
Author: Rob Ainsley
Huddersfield Narrow Canal: Picking locks
I’ve cycled most of Yorkshire’s canals, from the aquatic urban highway of the Leeds and Liverpool, to the backwaters of the Pocklington. But I’d never done the Huddersfield Narrow, arguably the most impressive of the county’s lot. Today I put that right with my friend Mark (who’s planning a remarkable British travel odyssey of his…
Chepstow: Wye oh Wye
A bit of informal route research today round the Wye Valley. I’d come here intending to ride through the recently opened (2021) Tidenham Tunnel, the vital link in the lovely five-mile Wye Valley Greenway. I started with a sortie across the (old) Severn Bridge and back, over its dramatic 1.6km cyclable crossing (including the Aust…
Herefordshire 3: Golden opportunities
A lazy day of exploring the hilly country west of Hereford today, around the Golden Valley. I headed down the railtrail south from the town and struck west into the uplands, overlooked dramatically by Hay Bluff. (On the other side is the awesome Gospel Pass, which I rode on my Welsh End to End in…
Herefordshire 2: Ley Lines and Elgar
On 30 Jun 1921, Alfred Watkins made an astonishing discovery while out walking in Herefordshire. He realised that any two points of ancient, mystical significance – Stonehenge or Lord’s, say – were always connected by a straight line. He called these ‘ley lines’, and detailed his insights in his classic 1925 book The Old Straight…
Herefordshire 1: Here in black and white
Herefordshire’s tourist people are pushing the county’s cycling trails, and it’s easy to see why, even when your eyesight is as bad as mine. Fans of everything from cider to ley-lines to classical music to picture-postcard villages have inviting routes to explore. (Three of those particularly appeal to me: perhaps you can guess which.) The…
Wild Swims 2: Ingleton to Hawes
A day of headwinds and three hours of rain. I should have expected that from the BBC weather forecast. Because that had told me it would be breezy and sunny with a brief shower. But I did the research I needed to, though the challenging weather did put me through my paces. Paces up Buttertubs,…
Wild Swims 1: Morecambe to Ingleton
I’m very keen on wild swimming, so long as I don’t have to enter any water to do so. Anyway, that said, I’m doing a recce of my next route for a magazine article, on wild swims. The idea is to come up with a route that’s not only a very good ride of one…
Cockayne: It’s far out, man
Yorkshire’s most remote hamlet? Cockayne’s few houses, farms and church sit at the head of Bransdale, in the North York Moors. It’s at the end of two parallel narrow lanes up the valley, and not on the way to anywhere. The only road exit is back down the same valley. Cockayne’s nearest shop is ten…
Wakefield: Rhubarb, rhubarb
Yorkshire schoolkids know their triangles. Equilateral; isosceles; scalene; rhubarb. This last, of course, being a three-sided geographical shape with Wakefield at an apex. It’s the world’s rhubarb-growing equivalent of Champagne, or Roquefort, or Newcastle. So forget Bermuda: this is the world’s most famous triangle. The Rhubarb Triangle. The exact corners can vary according to who…









