Family Tour 2025

From Cruit Island I drove back to England and then did a tour of family visiting Sara at her caravan in Keswick as well as her home in Preston, Felicity in Padiham, Chris and Corinne near Newcastle, Lucy and family in Horsham together with a visit to Nanna and taking in a weekend at the Adventure Bike Rider Festival.

Keswick with Sara

This is the video of this part of the trip..


At the caravan, near Keswick
Crummock Water
Buttermere
Sara’s grand children

Hedley on the Hill with Chris and Corinne

A visit to Chris and Corinne’s smallholding at Hedley on the Hill, near Newcastle, with the usual long list of jobs to help with. One big job was cutting, baling, wrapping and storing the winter feed for the animals. Fortunately the weather was hot and sunny – perfect conditions for the harvest, but hot work for the farm labourer. Another big job was giving the cows a pedicure. Both of these are shown in the video :

For the rest I’ll let the photos speak for themselves, with captions to explain a bit more.

Corinne is well aware of my taste for nice beer and usually gets in a few bottles of Newcastle Brown, but for this visit she went mad !
Moving “stuff” from in front of the upper barn to make room for installing the new solar panels.
Beautiful new foal, an American Quarter Horse called Red.
They got a professional in to cut the grass for the harvest. His machine was so massive it could only just get down the drive.
Checking the newly cut grass for moisture content before deciding to bale it.
Getting the baler running.
Little horses – Fallabellas
First bale done…
Lots of bales by the end of the day.
Merlo and tractor both needed to round up the bales.
Wrapper in action…
More little horses…
3D computer model of the barn with solar panels fitted.
Framework to be created on the front of the barn to support the solar panels.
Training the horses to get into the horsebox.
Great hairstyle.
Framework being fitted.
Clearing the patio area – where the Orangerie is to be built.
That was hard work !

Padiham with Felicity

I spent a few days with Felicity at her smart new apartment in Padiham.

Outside The Lawrence Hotel in Padiham.
Our favourite dinner spot – Porada in Manchester
Fantastic food as always.

Horsham with Lucy and family

I took the train down to Horsham from Newcastle and it worked very well. I spent the weekend with Lucy, Dan, Bella and Hollie and had the opportunity to go and visit Nanna as well.

Arrived early in Horsham – chance for a nice Peppermint tea.
Lucy and the girls.
This was my bed for the weekend (kindly loaned by Hollie).
Bella and Hollie.
We visited Dan’s spa showroom – Hollie almost went in for a swim.
Hollie on her bike…


Cruit Island, Donegal

For the second week of our Irish trip Dougie and I moved further North to Donegal and were joined for a few days by Dougie’s daughter Millie. We were in a cottage on Cruit Island and once again the weather was rather mixed. We went into Donegal itself and explored the town and the Castle as well as touring around the local area on our bikes.

The video of the trip is here :

Lullymore Cottage on Cruit Island
Millie likes her food !
In Donegal.
French toast with fruit.
Got to have a Guiness…
Morning swim in the bay followed by breakfast in the van…
Contented camper…
Eggs for breakfast.
Nice in the sunshine.
Coffee stop…
Sunny bikes.
Real Tayto crisps…
Beautiful beach.
Rugged coastline.
Fancy a swim ?
Abandoned lookout tower.
Sea arch.
Abandoned boat on Cruit Island.
Tides out.


Old Duffers in Ireland

The “Old Duffers Trip” has become and annual tradition and the previous two trips have been to the Isle of Man and Normandie. For this year we decided to go to Ireland and moved the date to June in the hope of getting reasonable weather – a vain hope as it turned out.
The trip video is here :

In previous years we have all used old motorbikes and part of the entertainment has been the ongoing maintenance and running repairs that these machines inevitably require. This had started to impinge on the enjoyment of the trip so we agreed that newer bikes would be allowed for this trip. Unfortunately Keith didn’t get the memo and turned up on his 1970’s Honda 400/4. As he lives in Northern Ireland and had the shortest distance to travel we were hopeful that this wouldn’t be a problem. The reality was somewhat different…

Keith’s troublesome Honda 400/4

I had the longest distance to cover to get to our destination in Galway, on the West coast of Ireland and set off a few days before the others. I stayed overnight with Alexander in Limoges and dropped off Hebe Dog for her holidays, then on to Le Mans for another overnight stop. I took the ferry from Cherbourg to Dublin, a 20 hour crossing, but with a cabin of my own and calm seas the journey was very comfortable. I then drove across Ireland to Oughterard and stayed in a B&B for a couple of days before checking in to our holiday accommodation.

Morning run along Lough Corrib..
Seen better days…

On arriving at our rental house and meeting up with the other guys we spotted that the oven door was broken, which became the first project to work on. The house was set on the shore of Lough Corrib in a lovely location. The weather was a bit mixed, generally cool and showery but with occasional bouts of sun.

We’ve arrived !
Our house for the week.
Old Duffers…

We managed a few outings to interesting places : The landing site of Alcock and Brown’s first transatlantic flight, the site of the transmitter that sent the first communications across from Ireland to America and a trip across a sand causeway to a remote island cut off at high tide.

Alcock and Brown landing site.

We took it in turns on kitchen duties, which is always an entertaining part of the trip especially with a malfunctioning oven. We had no real mechanical issues with the modern bikes although Dougie did spend some time investigating an elusive tapping noise on his Honda CRF (later traced to the cam chain tensioner).

CRF noise diagnosis…

Predictably it was Keith’s old Honda that proved the most troublesome. The first issue was a binding front brake – the Honda has a pivoting bracket and the pivot was partially seized. Unfortunately the front brake locked up just as he turned into the gravel drive at our accommodation dumping him and bike on the gravel in front of the house. Apart from dented pride this also resulted in a broken front brake lever and smashed indicator. The brake lever was patched up with jubilee clips as a temporary measure and duct tape sorted out the indicator lens.

Patched up brake lever…
Taped up indicator…

The next issue to emerge was the Honda electrics – the charging system stopped working meaning the battery discharged over time and it was touch and go as to whether he would be able to get back before the battery ran out. This required a number of bump starts as there wasn’t enough power to drive the electric starter. We bought a battery charger and that seemed to restore the battery enough for him to get home at the end of the trip.

Austin Vince fan-boy graphics on Dougie’s CRF…
Lovely views.
…from the Sky Road.
Firing up the jetboil.
Coffee stop…
Lovely beaches…
At the seaside.
More tea and buns…

Having suffered pretty mixed weather on this trip, I suggested the team might like to come to the south of France next year. But this would require everyone having a reliable bike to cover the distance. Keith probably needs to have a clear out of some of his antique machinery and get something more up to date for next year.

Canada and Paris 2025

I went to visit Georgina in Canada in May, which involved a flight from Paris to Calgary and then on to Kelowna. I thought I would take the opportunity to spend a few days in Paris before the trip and invited my siblings to join. My brother Chris agreed to join but sister Sara wasn’t keen. We spent a pleasant couple of days doing a great deal of walking around all the major sites : Sacre Coeur, Montmartre, Musee d’Orsay, Place de la Concord, Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame and more. We stayed in a cheap hotel near the Gare du Nord which was very convenient. I was pleased to see the impressionists in the Musee d’Orsay again – on my previous two trips to Paris I failed to book far enough in advance and couldn’t get in.

Gare Du Nord, Paris with flying bear statue…
Chris at a deserted Sacre Coeur
Reconstruction of Notre Dame almost complete.
Huge interior of the Musee d’Orsay
Clock cafe inside the museum.
Inside the museum there was a special exhibition of posters through the ages.
We found a small bar/bistro near our hotel that served Pelforth Brune nd tasty snacks.
Art on display next to the Pompidou Centre (undergoing renovation).
Notre Dame
Shakespeare and Company English bookshop.
Tea stop on a floating cafe on the Seine.
Lovely weather
Weather suddenly changed and we had a biblical storm with torrential rain and hail.
Chips !
Nice breakfast in a Cafe opposite the Gare du Nord before heading for the airport.

The flight to Canada was long (12 hours) but passed smoothly and George met me in Kelowna. She is working as a Yoga teacher and didn’t have any leave to spare so for most of the day I was left to amuse myself, which was absolutely fine. I worked out a run route from her apartment, along by Okanagan lake and back through Canyon Park. I also found a great coffee shop nearby that did lovely pastries, so it was just like home from home for me. I also rented a bike for two weeks that allowed me to get around and explore a bit more.

Georgina’s apartment has a small balcony with room for a couple of chairs, but it doesn’t see much sun. However, the building does have a very large roof terrace equipped with comfortable chairs and a barbeque, which we were able to make good use of, and there was no-one else there !

Room not found ? Georgina’s apartment number.
Morning run alongside Okanagan Lake.
Morning “drip” coffee and delightful pastry at Coop-a-Cino.
I rented a bike for two weeks and explored along the edges of the lake and into downtown Kelowna.
Roof terrace in Georgina’s apartment block.
Great place to sit out in the sun.
Lots of lovely food. Quite tricky to find sensible sized and healthy options.
Big bear.
Georgina’s work. I did a Hot Yoga class which was good exercise but very sweaty !
Even had a go at golf on a local driving range.
A favourite lunch time stop in Kelowna.
Did a few barbies using the gas BBQ on the roof terrace. I cooked these !
Food…
More food…
And there’s more…
I think this scone was at the Jammery and it was yummy.
That’s no way to eat a banana George !
Like the food portion, the cars (they call them trucks) are massive. Look at the size of that thing !

Alvor 2025

I left my home in France in early November 2024, with no plan to return until mid-March 2025, hopefully avoiding all of the cold and wet weather. This is becoming a regular trip, with this being my fourth year of spending months at a time away from home. I load the van up with all the “toys” I’m going to play with while I’m away and this year these included :
– Trek electric mountain bike
– Sirrus road bike
– KTM enduro motorbike (with spare supermoto wheels for the road)

I spent about four weeks in Alvor before heading off to Maroc for the whole of December : https://v2xs.com/maroc-2024/.

Van loaded and ready for the off – plenty of room left !

In previous years my activities had revolved around running, walking, cycling and motorbiking and this year was shaping up to be much the same. Nothing wrong with that but, during my trip to Canada to visit Georgina earlier in the year, I had taken a surf lesson and made a note that it could be an interesting activity to pursue in Alvor. Alvor itself is right on the Algarve coast so there are plenty of options regarding water based activities. And as it turned out this year was rather dominated by water sports, in addition to the usual morning beach run, walking and cycling. I had used the KTM and Trek quite a lot in Maroc, but they barely got a look in once I was in Alvor.

I had taken a few surf lessons at Praia de Rocha in November and had a few more in Maroc. I was slowly improving, but with a long way to go – catching and “popping up” on the majority of waves, but only staying upright on the board for about 50% of those. Back in Alvor in January I decided to buy my own surf board to give me more flexibility on timing and location, compared to taking a lesson, or renting a board. I felt I had completed enough lessons to grasp the basics, what I needed was practise – and lots of it.

Surf dude…

Over the Winter the surf conditions around Alvor are pretty good and usually allow surfing a few days of the week – depending on wind direction, wave sizes and the state of the tide. However, there are still opportunities to get out on the water even when the surf’s not up. I had initially booked my surf lessons through Carlos at the Rocha Surf Shop, above Praia de Rocha – they do great made to order Poke Bowls too ! He also offers “SUP Tours” – this is an abbreviation for a Stand Up Paddleboard. These are much bigger and more stable than a surf board and allow you to stand on top and paddle along with a single long paddle. They don’t get much demand for the tours in the winter and with the higher winds and rougher seas the conditions are not often suitable. However, he did manage to find an appropriate window and we met at the end of the beach in Alvor early one morning. There was hardly any wind, the sun was shining and the sea was like a mill pond – perfect.

Perfect SUP conditions.

He predicted it would take about 15 mins or so to gain a bit of confidence and get past the wobbly legs stage, and he was right. We paddled along the cliffs between Alvor beach and Praia de Vau, exploring some sea caves along the way – these were amazing and only accessible from the water.

Sea cave

The tour lasted a couple of hours and as we were nearing the end the wind started to get up and the sea became a bit choppy which made everything a lot more challenging. Carlos had fun surfing some of the waves, but I was in survival mode and eventually got caught out by a wave near the shore and fell in. Definitely worth doing it again – I was hoping to be able to persuade Sara to have a go during her forthcoming visit and had already told her to pack her wetsuit.

Liked it so much I bought a second hand SUP…

During another SUP session with a different instructor (Guilherme) we talked about other water sport options in Alvor. He mentioned windsurfing (been there, done that), kitesurfing (had lessons in Egypt but too risky for me) but also WingFoiling, which spiked my interest. The last windsurfing trip I did was to Narbonne last year and I was struck by the fact that the Wingfoilers outnumbered the windsurfers. So I asked Gui (pronounced Gee) about a Wingfoiling trial lesson…

Wing foil board.

Wingfoiling is apparently a lot easier to learn than windsurfing and, according to Gui, if you have a windsurfing background it would be no problem – I wasn’t so sure. Rather than going out on the sea he prefers to use the much calmer and safer environment inside the Alvor lagoon.

Alvor lagoon

The lagoon can also be used at low tide, but you have to watch out for the exposed sand banks. The first lesson was learning to control the “wing” – this is similar to the kite that is used in kitesurfing, but you hold on to it directly rather than controlling it with long lines. This gives you much more control and direct interaction with the wind, but took some getting used to. I would have been happy to spend a lot longer practising with the wing, but Gui decided I had grasped the basics and went to get a board to get me out on the water. This was a large SUP board with lots of stability and was fitted with a centre fin. For the first couple of runs Gui was in the water, being dragged along behind by the board, in a perfect position to give advice and encouragement. For the next runs I was flying solo, but with a helmet intercom, so he could still give advice. In no time at all he went to get the real foil board, feeling confident I would be able to manage it. Up to this point I hadn’t got wet, but as soon as I started on the tiny foil board I started falling in. I could manage to get the board moving in a straight line but fell in every time I tried to turn it at the end of the run. Despite my failings it was great fun and reminded me of all the things I used to enjoy about windsurfing, without the major disadvantage of having to uphaul the sail after every tip-off. Instead, the inflatable wing just sits there bobbing about on the surface ready to go again.
Other than the water sports, life in Alvor followed a familar routine of a morning beach run, followed by coffee in the Plaza Cafe and then out for a long walk or bike ride. I would often meet up with Tim and Helen for lunch or dinner in one of the many Alvor restaurants.

Suspension bridge over the estuary at Portimao
Lots of Irish bars in Alvor, many of them serving real draught Guiness..
Huge salmon steak at Restaurant Bougavillia
Coffee stop on one of the few rides I managed on the KTM.
Lighthouse at the end of the Alvor breakwater.
Alvor beach sunset.
Egg and ham toastie at the Plaza for breakfast.
Dinner at Wok Fusao.
Massive tuna steak at A Nora.
Sunrise from my studio apartment, overlooking the cemetry…
Sun splice…
Morning beach run along the beautiful and deserted Alvor beach.
Stormy seas at the breakwater, Praia de Rocha. Little boy sheltering, watching his Dad fishing…
Massive steak at A Nora !
Alvor harbour sunset…
“Slammed” and psychadelic Ape in Monchique…
Lunch at Colina with pud !
Dinner at Wok Fusao – Asian fusion restaurant.

This year I had two visits from family, Felicity (#2 daughter) came out for a few days to get a break from the cold and dreary Manchester weather and sister Sara came for her usual 10 day winter break. Felicity and I managed a bit of walking and a trip up into the hills to Alferce to explore their “aerial walkway”. With Sara it was business as usual – morning run, followed by lots of walking, although I did persuade her to do a couple of SUP sessions and a cycle ride. I had hoped that she would be interested in trying her hand at surfing, but she refused – couldn’t see the appeal of getting soaked splashing around in the surf and she’d only just washed her hair ! Sara’s favourite walk is from Alvor to Portimao along the beach, but that’s only possible at low tide. It’s a long way 30,000+ steps, but the reward is the best mint choc chip ice cream you’ve ever tasted…

Felicity at the Plaza.
A bit of a rest after a long beach walk.
Dinner at Albar with a huge piece of banoffee pie for pud !
My apartment building viewed from the Plaza cafe.
Steak at Bougavillia, which they insist on serving with a ridiculous lump of butter ?
My reward for cycling up into the hills to Velochique – carrot and ginger soup and sweet potato chips.
En route to Portimao across the cliffs…
The reward !
Sundowner glass of wine overlooking Alvor harbour.
Refreshments with a view – Mar e Sol restaurant at Praia de Rocha.
Making it look easy…
Toasted door stops !

Well that’s about it for another year, I’ll have been away from home for over four months – I’m hoping it will be acceptably warm by the time I get back. It was another fantastic winter break, and I’m looking forward to doing it all again next year – in fact I’ve already booked my apartment in Alvor !
I wonder if Hebe will remember who I am ?

Hebe Dog