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  • Day 3

    Walking Tour with George

    January 23 in England ⋅ 🌧 39 °F

    Let's call it Boobs! <<watch Video

    The name came from:
    Roman fort Mamucium, which was built on a plateau near the River Medlock in about 80 AD. The name Manchester is a combination of the Roman name Mamucium and the Old English word ceaster, which means "Roman fortification". 
    Explanation
    • Mamucium
    The Roman name for Manchester, which may come from the Brittonic word mamm- meaning "breast" or mamma meaning "mother". The name may refer to the plateau's breast-like shape or to a local river goddess
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  • Day 28

    Over the Pennines

    October 18, 2024 in England ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    It promises to be a glorious day. Today I will cross the Pennines, the range of hills that form the central spine of the north of england and into southern scotland. The tops are wild moorland, below this stone walled fields. Often sheep farms.

    I have a lot of climbing to do today, with several really steep parts. First is to cross the pennines from west to east. After that I will head north following the moor edge where I can. This avoids the busy roads in the valleys but requires a lot of climbing.

    The scenery and landscape is devastatingly beautiful in the sunshine. Of course I am biased. But still, after all those trips to far places, this one strikes home in a deep way.

    The M62 is the motorway that crosses the Pennines from Leeds to Manchester. It is a motorway like no other passing high across the moors. At one point the two sides of the motorway separate, with a sheep farm in between. There is a cycle route that passes under the motorway on the moor. It requires cycling along the reservoir dam wall, sandwiched between the water and the motorway.

    The last few miles, I am really feeling the climbs. The sun has now gone and the campsite is at the top of the hill. I take the final left, encouragingly labelled as “steep lane” and crawl into the campsite as the rain starts.
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  • Day 50

    Belper > Whaley Bridge - 70km

    May 17, 2024 in England ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

    Après à nouveau un bon petit-déjeuner anglais et végétarien, nous voici partis pour attaquer un nouvel itinéraire vélo : la Great North Trail, une trace de 1 200km et 17 000m de dénivelé positif, qui part du centre de l’Angleterre et va jusqu’au Nord de l’Écosse. Cette trace est plutôt dédiée au VTT ou Gravel, nous allons profiter de cette première journée pour tester nos vélos et voir s’ils peuvent faire l’affaire sur ce type d’itinéraire, chargés de l’ensemble des bagages.

    Nous débutons sous un beau soleil, le parcours est simple au début, nous refaisons dans l’autre sens ce que nous avons fait l’avant-veille. Cette fois-ci, la piste est bien plus praticable, moins de flaques, nous arrivons presque à garder les vélos propres ! La trace vélo passe à travers pré, le parcours est vallonné.

    Après la pause déjeuner, nous commençons une partie un peu plus technique, des descentes avec un bon dénivelé sur un sol très caillouteux. Ensuite, ça commence, nous devons marcher à côté des vélos, le sentier est trop risqué avec nos vélos chargés.
    Nous descendons dans la vallée à pied ce qui permet à Bastien de se rendre compte qu’il a cassé un rayon quelques kilomètres plus tôt. Nous prenons donc la route de Buxton à 6km où nous avons repéré un magasin de vélo, et nous avons de la chance, ils peuvent s’occuper du vélo de Bastien dans la demi-heure. Le temps de prendre un café et nous voilà repartis pour récupérer notre trace initiale.
    Nous reprenons sur des sentiers, 30% sur les vélos et 70% à côté. Nous avons le temps de profiter des beaux paysages qui s’offrent à nous... Nous avons même quelques expériences drôles avec des moutons : les sentiers sont étroits et quelques-uns d’entre eux courent devant nous plutôt que de se mettre sur le côté, et ça peut durer un bon moment ! C’était le cas de Simba, un mouton dont le tondeur avait oublié l’encolure, nous l'avons suivi pendant 2 ou 3 kilomètres…
    Enfin, la journée se terminera dans la jolie petite ville de Whaley Bridge, où Andy, un Warmshower, nous fait confiance et nous laisse sa maison pour la nuit. Nous allons pouvoir cuisiner : d’ailleurs nous lui laisserons quelques cookies vegan !

    Bilan de cette journée : nous ne pouvons pas prendre les portions de couleurs noires et rouges de la Great North Trail. Nous allons donc changer d’itinéraire jusqu’à la région du Lake District et la reprendrons à ce niveau-là.
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  • Day 3

    Erkältungspausentag 2/2

    September 11, 2023 in England ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C

    Erkältungsmäßig fühle ich mich gut genug um morgen zu starten, nur meine Schuhe machen mir weiterhin Sorgen.
    Ich bringe sie zum Schuster zum Weiten. Ob das wirklich was bringt weiß ich nicht aber ich klammer mich an die Hoffnung.
    5 Pfund kommt mir etwas wenig vor für eine Tätigkeit die darüber entscheidet ob die nächsten 3 Wochen wandern aushaltbar sein werden.
    Leider bin ich jetzt 24 Stunden ohne Schuhe.
    Meine Vermitterin leiht mir ihre kaputten zu kleinen Gartenschuhe. Toll :p

    Ich verbringe den Tag mit Katzen beobachten, lesen und weiter ausruhen.

    Ich weiß leider nicht wie das Wasser im Bad warm geht, also sitze ich erst 5 min im kalten Erkältungsbad, das ich extra mitgebracht habe und geh danach unter die kalte Dusche.

    Danach gibt es wieder was zu Essen von Too Good to go.
    Es ist günstig und ich werde überrascht.
    Pasteten sind ja wohl so ein Ding hier.
    Meine Chickenpastete schmeckt wie Hühnerfrikase im Blätterteigmantel :D
    Es gibt noch Steakpastete, eigentlich Gulasch in Mürbeteig :D
    Zum Nachtisch Pastete mit Marmelade :)
    Ich hab genug geordert um morgen ganz Stressfrei im Zug versorgt zu sein.
    Sandwiches und Cookies warten auf mich :)

    Auf dem Weg vom Essen holen bestaune ich die Läden, die urigen Pubs, die Vorstadthäußer, Schuluniformen und die doppeldecker Busse.
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  • Day 27

    Last day on the Grand Union Canal

    September 9, 2023 in England ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    Left Paddington at 6am to try and avoid the heat. Smooth sailing down the Paddington Arm to Bulls Bridge. Turn left towards Brentford to go on the Thames tomorrow. 9 locks on the Hanwell flight in plus 30 degrees.
    Bit of excitement at Northall when we saw the Wandsworth Prison terrorist escapee being arrested by 3 police. Were driving past as arrest happened. Also went past Blair Peach School in Southall- he was a NZer who was killed by police in the late 70s while protesting against racism. No one was held responsible
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  • Day 28

    Manchester locally

    July 12, 2023 in England ⋅ 🌙 15 °C

    No trips today just getting out and about in local Manchester.

    The girls went to Elizabeth Gaskell house which is an old Victorian property where Gail volunteers. Elizabeth was the owner and became a famous English writer. Regarded as ‘one of the greatest female novelists of all time’ Elizabeth Gaskell was born in 1810 and lived at 84 Plymouth Grove in Manchester with her family from 1850 until her death in 1865. Elizabeth welcomed guests such as Charles Dickens and Charlotte Bronte to her House and mixed with a cross section of Victorian society from the poor of the workhouse to the likes of Florence Nightingale and Charles Darwin.

    Alan and I visited the Imperial War Museum which had a focus on how Manchester coped during the war.

    Everything is quite local to their house which is on the river. You can see the Manchester United stadium not far away. If you have a lazy US$6 billion, they are for sale.

    Further down from the museum is the Coronation Street set and filming studio. Yes, it is still in production!

    Alan took me to The Britons Protection pub. It was the scene of a violent local political rally in 1904 where 15 demonstrators died. I was pleased to see my ancestor's whiskey on sale although I had a beer.

    We passed the Midland hotel walking back into town. In the entrance was a 1939 Rolls Royce. This was the hotel where monsieur’s Charles Rolls and Henry Royce met for afternoon tea and decided to try their hand at building cars.

    A quick stop at the state library and we then rendezvoused with the girls at Sam’s Chop House for a late lunch.

    We had to back track to find a misplaced umbrella which became another excuse for another drop.

    Home on a tram and relaxed to plan tomorrow. We will be on the move again.
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  • Day 2

    Manchester - Old Trafford

    April 30 in England ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    We arrived in London and caught our train to Manchester where it was sunny and warm - perfect weather. After checking in to the hotel it was straight to Old Trafford for a tour of the stadium and the Manchester United museum. It is an amazing ground with so much history. We did think that given their recent results they may have paid us to take the tour, but sadly this wasn't the case. On the way back we got a bit of a look at Old Trafford Cricket Ground, scene of many Aussie triumphs, including Shane Warne's 'ball of the century in 1993.Read more

  • Day 8

    Showday Manchester Apollo

    April 21 in England ⋅ 🌧 12 °C

    Since we were already parked right next to the venue, the day started off pretty easy. It was another day of concession sales, so I gave myself permission to sleep in a little longer.

    The venue had a small, somewhat sad merch stall, so I gave it a makeover with our decorations before the venue staff arrived. It needed a bit of magic.

    After that, I went to warrior training. We focused on the shield wall in Urbani, practicing more than usual. It was tough on my feet, a bit uncomfortable, but we managed to tighten the formation beautifully.

    Later, I picked some lovely flowers for my goddess crown and started preparing for the show while enjoying some really good food.

    It felt almost surreal that the audience line was right next to our buses. We had to be cautious having fans that close can be intense, but it was also sweet to connect with a few kind faces before the chaos began.

    The show went smoothly... until Urbani. During the shield wall move, there’s a moment where we have to drop to one knee quickly. As I did it, I felt a sharp snap in my foot and then pain. Real pain.

    Panic hit me instantly. My body reacted before I could even think, trying to hold it together fighting off the urge to faint or throw up. I still had two songs to go, and I wasn’t sure I could make it. I signaled to Ruben that I was in trouble, unsure whether to stay or leave. But I couldn’t think clearly enough to decide, so I just let the adrenaline take over and somehow made it through.

    As soon as I got off stage, I went straight to Tess, asked for a medic, sugar, and ice. People rushed to help. I missed half the show, and while everyone was shocked, we held it together. No goddess performance for me that night.

    Afterwards, I was surrounded with help and kindness, and somehow made it back to the bus. Tomorrow in Lille, we’ll have to find a doctor and see what’s really going on with my foot.
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  • Day 7

    Offday in Manchester

    April 20 in England ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

    We woke up in Manchester to actual sunshine, which felt like a small miracle. The light was golden, warm enough that we could sit outside the buses with our coffees, just watching the city wake up. It felt slow and calm—exactly what I needed. Everyone seemed to be in the same boat: tired bodies, no rush, just soaking in a quiet morning.

    Our hotel rooms weren’t ready yet and were a 20-minute walk away, and the city center was even farther—about half an hour. It was also Easter Sunday, so everything had that slightly hushed, closed-up vibe.

    A bunch of us decided to walk to the hotel anyway, mostly for access to proper toilets, some decent WiFi, and better food than the random leftovers we had stashed on the bus. Honestly, I just wanted somewhere still and slightly normal for a bit.

    I ended up ordering the club sandwich from the hotel and started writing postcards. Then Annicke and I had the same thought at the same time: thrifting. I hadn’t had any time for it yet. We wandered into this amazing little kilo sale, and I found a vintage silk bomber jacket for only 8 pounds. Total win.

    On the walk back, we stumbled across a cute food court called Mala. We didn’t stop for long, just enough to feel like we’d found a small local secret. She eent back later.

    Back at the hotel, I found out some of the crew was going to a fancy steakhouse with Team Eivør. Of course I wanted in, and thankfully, they made room for me.

    Dinner was such a highlight—Eivør and I shared two different steaks and a few sides, and Chris picked out an incredible wine selection. There was a lot of wine. So many laughs, stories, and that lovely glow you only get after good food and good company. Afterward, we grabbed one cocktail, and then Nick, Finn, Kim, and I decided to head back “early.” Early in tour time, anyway—we had a show the next day and an early call.

    Tired but full in every way that matters.
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  • Day 1

    MCR

    February 19 in England ⋅ ☁️ 7 °C

    ..except this is Manchester Airport...to show what bleak and grey conditions persist Oop North...after trying to put up with it for 2 weeks...my spirit was broken...so have booked a trip South...starting in Malaga...one of my regulars when needing to remember what Mr Sun looks and feels like🌞Read more

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