On a bicycle made for two...

28/Mar. Day 36. Lost Maples - Hunt TX 38 Miles. Cowboy boot fences.  Weather: Cool and foggy. We started to climb the third and final monster hill almost immediately. After successfully sweating our way up to the top, only needing a couple of 20 second rest breaks, the worst (all be it oddly enjoyable) was out of the way and the remainder of the day would be an undulating breeze. Yes you heard correctly (and I never thought I’d be saying this but…) I’ve enjoyed cycling the Texas hills! In fact Texas hill country was becoming one of our favourite places, it was pretty. Lush green hills, quaint country towns and architecturally interesting houses all felt familiar. This part of the world reminded us of home.  On the outskirts of Hunt, we ate a late lunch at Bridget’s Basket before attempting the climb up to the hilltop home of our Warm Showers experience No.6. Our hosts: the most positively energised and enthusiastic couple that we’d ever met, had built the most a

22/Mar. Day 30. Marathon - Sanderson TX 53 Miles. Taken in by the Church. Stranger things have happened during our planetary explorations since we quit our jobs and sold our house back in August 2017 but a chance encounter with the Pastor of a church in the tiny town of Sanderson, ranked pretty highly on the coincidence scale. We’d been positioning The Flying Fox in front of a huge, brightly coloured dinosaur when a truck pulled over. The driver didn’t find anything abnormal about the scene infront of him, two brits on a bright orange, small wheel tandem, loaded up with bags and posing infront of a dinosaur, instead he just wanted to offer us a place to stay at his church. We followed Pastor Ellis over to the church and pushed our little life on wheels into a room in the church community centre next door. Miss Kelly, the Pastor's wife, later returned home to find a naked Yorkshireman in her bathroom. L had just stepped out of the shower and had evidently failed t