Summer on the English coast – Dorset

21/08/2022.Reading time 14 minutes.

The view of the sailing boats in Lulworth Cove from the top of the cliff.

From long coastal roads and geological wonders in every stone to inviting beaches and giants carved into the cliff side – is Dorset the best the English coast has to offer?

From Lyme Regis to Old Harry Rocks – Jurassic Coast on two wheels

02/04/2022.Reading time 8 minutes.

The road of Jurassic Coast from the bike of a motorbike

There we were, hurtling on the motorcycle among herds of gracious herbivores, roaming the green pastures of the Dorset coast…

Scotland road trip ultimate guide – Choose your route

28/09/2021.Reading time 11 minutes.

An empty twisty road going through the Scottish highlands

Scotland is perfect for bikers, it’s got all you need – good roads, long twisty bends, jaw-dropping scenery, legal wild camping, mountains, lakes, rivers, whiskey, and cheap food.
So what are you waiting for??

Through rain, hail, sleet and snow – Scotland on a motorcycle

19/05/2021.Reading time 15 minutes.

Our Yamaha XJR 1300 on the road passing through the Caringorms hills and mountains.

We can share all the photos of Scotland there are, but they pale in comparison to driving down its roads, breathing in the clean air, getting your cheeks red from the cold or the sun and seeing no other vehicle or person around for miles and miles.

We are back on the road, baby!!

25/04/2021.Reading time 6 minutes.

Looking at the sunset over the motorcycle handbars. The empty road is in front.

This Saturday we are getting on the Beast and hitting the road towards Scotland. I honestly didn’t think it would come this soon after that trip in 2019, but Covid forced us to fold our wings and stay within the borders. Meh, it could be worse.

Driving down the unnamed roads of Scotland

15/10/2020.Reading time 16 minutes.

The view of the Cairngorms hill in autumn. A stream is flowing through the valley and there are three people walking away from the camera.

We started in the morning when the mist still clung to the ground and continued into the clear sunshine of the afternoon. It was the middle of the rutting season for deer and you know what that means; the sound of the nearby stream rushing full of rain water broken by the sound of horny deer chasing tail around the hills.

Mate, we're lost!

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