That’s All FolksπŸ˜€πŸš΄β€β™‚οΈπŸ‡§πŸ‡·βž‘οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦ (made it πŸ˜…)

Ok, I owe all my blog readers an apology. πŸ˜” My last blog contained a slight pork pie πŸ˜— No, not the delicious edible type of pork pie that we all love with HP Sauce, but the ever so slight "white lie" type of pork pie, that various Christian friends have assured me CAN be … Continue reading That’s All FolksπŸ˜€πŸš΄β€β™‚οΈπŸ‡§πŸ‡·βž‘οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦ (made it πŸ˜…)

Football, running & ice hockey βš½πŸƒβ€β™‚οΈπŸ’πŸ˜€πŸš΄β€β™‚οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦

The rain well and truly arrived in British Columbia and as I have very little enthusiasm for sleeping numerous, continuous nights in a damp tent, I curtailed my island adventures, and made my way to Vancouver City. Here, numerous non canvas roofs where available to sleep under,Β and I was blessed to stay with some great … Continue reading Football, running & ice hockey βš½πŸƒβ€β™‚οΈπŸ’πŸ˜€πŸš΄β€β™‚οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦

First week in Canada πŸ˜€πŸš΄β€β™‚οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦

"Team Pie Tour The Americas. Rio de Janeiro to Canada On My Bike." My friend Kelly who created this blog for me, also penned the catchphrase which has been on the banner heading of this blog for the entire trip. Before I began, that sounded rather daunting, and looked a mighty long way πŸ˜… Well, … Continue reading First week in Canada πŸ˜€πŸš΄β€β™‚οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦

A Letter From America πŸ€“πŸš΄β€β™‚οΈπŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έβž‘οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦

Yours truly pictured on the phone to my sister Cathie, outside Alan and Peggy's house where I stayed in Seattle. The next night I'd a really enjoyable stay at Tom and Jeanne's. Usually when I dine on fish it is comes from a tin and is either tuna or pilchards. However, that evening Jeanne prepared … Continue reading A Letter From America πŸ€“πŸš΄β€β™‚οΈπŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έβž‘οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦

Sailing in Seattle, and a lady/fish exposing her breasts πŸ˜―πŸš΄πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έβ›΅βš“

For the first time in a while, last week I camped through a rainy night, packed away a dripping wet tent, then had a full days riding in constant rain πŸ˜₯ If I'm honest, rainy conditions are not as much fun as camping and cycling in dry conditions πŸ™„ When I look back at how … Continue reading Sailing in Seattle, and a lady/fish exposing her breasts πŸ˜―πŸš΄πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έβ›΅βš“

There is a lighter that never goes outπŸ˜ƒπŸš΄πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ

As part of my recovery plan Nancy, Dave and myself took a trip to the local Tillamook Cheese Factory in Dave's old VW bus πŸš™ My rib made steady, but constant progress over the 5 days I was hosted by my friends Dave and Nancy. I've absolutely no doubt that the recuperation period the rest … Continue reading There is a lighter that never goes outπŸ˜ƒπŸš΄πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ

A crash & broken bones – but the glass is half full βœŠπŸΏπŸ˜’πŸš΄πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ

Last week whilst camping at Crater Lake, I took a tumble on the soft dirt and grass. Now you may well think that if you are going to fall, then soft dirt and grass is the ideal place to do it. Normally I'd agree, but as opposed to breaking my fall with soft dirt and … Continue reading A crash & broken bones – but the glass is half full βœŠπŸΏπŸ˜’πŸš΄πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ