Motorbikes, dogs and a lot of traveling.
Usually skeletons are 6ft underground with no chance of ever being seen again. So when we visited St Leonards Church, it was quite strange to see hundreds of them on display, in the basement. Even more strange, is that no one is really certain where they came from. There are a few theories floating around,... Continue Reading →
After our stay in Brussels we were on our way to Calais. The next morning we were getting the ferry back to England and sadly completing the last leg of our trip. We had an amazing time but the next trip will definitely be longer and further! On the way to Calais, we stopped to... Continue Reading →
After leaving Amsterdam we rode to Brussels. It took us about three hours with a couple of stops along the way. Riding through the Netherlands is basically green fields, beautiful waterways, cows and the occasional windmill. It's stunning. We rode a long the motorway so I didn't really get any photos but here's one I... Continue Reading →
As we've got some time off work and having recently bought a Harley Davidson, we decided we'd ride to Amsterdam. From Bristol, it takes just over eight hours. We were going to break this up into two, but as rain was forecast all day on Wednesday, we rode all the way there. I'm glad we... Continue Reading →
I love riding my motorbike through the countryside. Especially when the roads take you to hidden gems like these. I've passed the sign for the Bee Shelter countless of times but never actually looked into it. I assumed it was a conservation area or something like that, but it's actually a historic site of listed... Continue Reading →
200 years in the making and now 855 years old, the Notre Dame has got to be one of Paris's most famous tourist spots. We didn't make it to the top as, as you've guessed, it was way too busy, but I would recommend anyone planning a trip to go up. I went up there... Continue Reading →
For such a stressful morning, things actually ran perfectly smoothly. At 5:15am my sister and I took an Uber for our 6:00am coach. Other than four kids having a screaming match and being wedged in like a sardine, the couch journey was okay. That was until we got to London city and hit a huge... Continue Reading →
