A week in Donegal: Day 4

I awoke the next day and my legs were like jelly. I know I didn’t cycle any great distance the previous day, but the route we took was hilly. That, combined with where base camp is situated has no and I mean no flat paths or roads seemed to have taken its toll on my […]

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A week in Donegal. Day 1

I’m currently sitting in a tent erected within a shed in Donegal. Classy I’ve arrived down with my brother and the bikes having taken the coach to Crolly (where the world famous crolly dolls are made). Cycling from the coach stop, the two of us turned inland and ended up at a road that emerges […]

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