Some things are meant to be… Erhans believed we were meant to meet. “When I stopped to take a picture of you, I knew you weren’t regular cyclists.” And it seemed we were meant to meet Erhans. We had cycled into Liepaja with high hopes. After several days camping, we were hot, dirty, tired and [...]
Potholes and pig-dogs? Arriving in Lithuania

Arriving in Lithuania Lorries bound for Baltic destinations accelerated past us in the dusk. Their ease at thundering over pot-holes without a second glance contrasted with our caution. “Pot-hole,” I shouted to Stuart again and again. He was right behind me and couldn’t see the road in front. Often my warning had to extend to [...]















