ON MY FREEWHEELING ODYSSEY INTO ITS HEART NORFOLK SPOKE TO ME
Daily Express Travel News 17th August 2013
SQUEEZING through the grand gateway, I felt like a stranger entering upon a privileged land. From around a mile away, the standing finger of an obelisk beckoned through the watery morning light down a gentle roliercoaster of a drive.
SUFFOLK ROUND TRIP ON A BIKE – A VIEW FROM GERMANY
Germany – Trekkingbike – April 2013
In love with the country – Suffolk, the eastern tip of England is only an hour’s journey from noisy London. The contrast though could hardly be greater: the roof tops of medieval villages are all that interrupts the calm rolling landscapes.
SLOW MOTION SUFFOLK
East Anglian Daily Times Suffolk Magazine – June Edition 2010
Cycle breaks are a good way to really explore our countryside. Lindsay Want discovers how a holiday on wheels attracts thousands of gentle adventurers.
Ever pushed pedals along the crinkle-crankle wall at Easton? Shared the open road with a posse of partridges? Coasted along in Constable Country or found your own inspiration in the picturesque yet haunting stretches around PD James’ Dunwich? Somehow when you come to things on a bike, it all feels that much more immediate, impressive, awe-inspiring.
EAST ANGLIA AND TOURING SUFFOLK ON A BIKE – A VIEW FROM SWITZERLAND
Switzerland – Tages Anzeiger (National Daily) – Friday 5 June 2009
Cycling holidays in England? Anyone with any sense would decline the offer gracefully. Bad weather, bad food and, above all, has anyone ever heard of this little island being a paradise for cyclists?
We thought we’d give it a go anyway and ‘experience’ the eastern part of East Anglia (Suffolk, Norfolk and Essex). Over the course of six days in the saddle, we were to cover around 300-350km from Bury St. Edmunds east of Cambridge to the North Sea coastline and back again.
IN THE SADDLE THROUGH SUFFOLK
The Times – Saturday 25 September 2004
Pedal-powered Nicholas Roe found a quiet charm around every corner on his freewheeling cycling break.
The four young men in the pub were already drinking at quite a pace when their leader nipped to the bar and returned with four large Drambuies which he plonked before his mates with a flourish.
“There!” he exclaimed. “That’s to celebrate the fact that we’ve caught 15 fish today! Never done that before, ever!”.
And there you go. Suffolk is the kind of place where amazing things happen in a quiet way. It’s the area’s subtly attractive signature tune, and the fish boys were simply singing along.
