Cycling adventures across Yorkshire, Britain and beyond
The source of York’s other river, the Foss, is a hillside hole in a wood about fifteen miles north. A few years ago (as part of my Yorkshire River rides) I cycled to the High-Dales source of the Ouse, the Foss’s much bigger counterpart which swallows it up in the city centre. But today I…
The annual figures for passenger use of Britain’s 2,597 railway stations have just been announced. It seems a media-story thing now, in the same way that the arrival of Beaujolais Nouveau isn’t. Anyway, I couldn’t resist riding from Yorkshire’s least-used station (Rawcliffe, 498, 25th least-used nationally) to its most-used, thirty-odd miles away (Leeds, 24.9m, 16th…
At last, I got to The Point. Which is where my odyssey down the Yorkshire coast finished today, at the end of Spurn Head: the four-mile-long sandy spit, at times no wider than a tennis court, which wanders recklessly out into the North Sea from the bottom right-hand corner of East Yorkshire. See map of route…
The crumbling coast between Bridlington and Kilnsea is the fastest-disappearing in Europe. Riding it is a sobering experience. Roads and lanes end abruptly on a literal cliff-edge, blocked off by concrete slabs that get moved regularly, wearily, back with every new collapse. Caravan pitches, farmland and houses tumble into the sea after every storm. It’s…
As I cycle my own Yorkshire coast ride, I’m seeing plenty of publicity – in the form of posters and banners – for Route YC. It’s a set of road trips, no doubt inspired by the success of Scotland’s NC500, for cyclists and drivers to explore the Yorkshire coast. And, as it happened, in the…
Yorkshire thinks it has the biggest and best of everything, and that includes its stretch of coast. So this week I’m cycling the 120-ish miles where North and East Ridings meet the North Sea, from Redcar down to Spurn Head as close to the coast as I can, via rugged cliffs, fishing villages and seaside…
These are exciting times for Tile Map fans. The ceramic wall charts show the North East’s rail network circa 1910. Up to 2024, nine railway stations in Yorkshire had one on display, some original, some replicas (such as Hunmanby’s, installed in 2021). I cycled them all in 2023. Nine… until now. Because today Driffield unveiled…
Earlier this year I cycled between Britain’s biggest and smallest churches, Liverpool Cathedral and St Trillo’s, Colwyn Bay. (You can probably guess which is which.) So on this sunny day I couldn’t resist doing the Yorkshire equivalent, riding from its largest – York Minster – to the smallest, forty-odd miles to the east: the tiny…
York is not short of images. The Minster, the City Walls, the Shambles, the pubs, the TikTok tourists queueing three hours to buy a ghost-shaped pepperpot. But there are many lesser-celebrated, quirky things to marvel at. I list them on my Bizarre Sights Guide to York on this website. My favourite of the lot is…
Never say Nevers. I’d originally planned to ride all the way to Nevers, sixty-ish k further up the Loire, so had accomm and my transport back home booked there. But with another terrible weather forecast, and the prospect of riding all day into a sleety headwind with no great scenic reward, I decided that a…