The Fabulous IKF – Indigo Kelly-Forest

It takes a very brave woman to take a group of (potentially difficult) women who are new to cycling on a bicycle tour in another country! It is thanks to just such a wonderful woman that I expanded my horizons and went cycle touring in France

What to Pack for Cycle Touring

Kit lists can go on and on.  Ideally you need to pack no more than 10kg.  Some people might be able to go as low as 6kg.  I call the photograph below “Deux Chevaux”.  Sadly I had loaded my bike as if I had the equivalent of two horse-power in my legs (I didn’t).  The…

A Slow Cycle Guide to Getting Started

The most important thing is to evolve your own style. How far do you want to cycle? How fast or slow can you go? You won’t know until you get out there and get your legs moving. For touring and traffic-free cycling your bike should be big and sturdy enough for beaten paths but light…

Slow Sunday at Chatsworth

Parking at Edensor (pronounced En-saw for some reason) is something of a tradition for us when visiting the Chatsworth estate (not the Shameless one).  A short walk over the hillside delivers the best view of the big house over the bridge.  The cleaned and gilded facades probably look better now than they have at any…

Testing out the Tent in the Garden

Of course, to be a true slow cyclist you don’t have to go very far!  Before going away to France I put my tent up in my friend’s garden.  The food and wine was so good I got head-spin and did not get much sleep.  This is why I rarely drink on holiday – I…

London to Paris on the Avenue Verte

Leaving London… As much as I had been dreading city riding I must admit that I loved the thrill of it. My feeling of safety was enhanced by three things: 1) being on a cycle route 2) being in a group 3) being visible (lovely fluoro!)

Food and “the French way” to Slow Cycle

Not for me stopping in lycra to stuff (whilst standing or leaning against the shop front) a delicate French fancy, croissant or baguette. This is not the French way!  NON! Not to say that I haven’t been guilty of this but I’d rather stop, order a coffee and unwrap something delicious to savour and devour…

Slow Cycle – Lessons and Experience

Nothing makes you feel younger than riding your bike along a shaded canal or through golden fields filled with sunflowers. Cycling traffic-free (in any country) is not like cycling in your local town. Once you get your balance the pace is up to you. Just keep moving forwards at a pace which you feel comfortable…

Free-wheeling in France

Why I needed to cycle slowly through the sunflowers… After years of multi-tasking took their toll on my health; my husband’s on-line affair with a Mexican beauty triggered divorce and liberation.  I was free to follow my heart to glide through fields of gold on a bicycle! Taking it Slowly My journey started with the…

Why There’s Nuffin like a Puffin

Puffins flap like crazy. They’re amazing little fluffkins with a torpedo-shaped body and orange legs. Seeing them last weekend at the RSPB Bempton brought a tear to my eye. Mostly because my dearly loved aunt Stella who passed away in April had wanted to see them before she died. Sadly whilst she never got the…

Grand Day Out with Endeavour

From the land-locked industrial backstreets of Sheffield, it is just an easy-going train ride east to Bridlington on a glorious sunny day. Of course, you can’t always plan the weather, you can only cross your fingers and wish for the best. And so it was…a typically grey, misty and cold morning that we gathered on…

Thank You

I have been lucky enough to work with a charity called Endeavour this year. The illustration below was created by one of our fabulous learners along with the inscription, “Thank you for helping us to find our space – Class of 2019“… So chuffed with that and yes, a little teary with lump in my…

Profundity or Profanity? Thoughts on Summer Cycling by Indigo Kelly- Forest

Profundity was always my aim. To roll endlessly, allowing my true intellectual capacity to flow freely into the universe. Enlightening my inner adventurer to absorb the immeasurable. This is considerably easier on my trusty two-wheeled tourer, meandering through the cornucopia of cultures which is Europe. I, am European. The unitiatiated observer may well consider my…

Short Story Competition Winner

Through volunteering at Clumber Park, a National Trust property in the Midlands, I became interested in organising a short story competition with the title, “The Bridge”. I piloted the competition with young learners at Endeavour, based in Burngreave, Sheffield. This is the winning entry written by Lorena who has been a student at Endeavour since…

The Elusive Tulips

I don’t know if anyone else remembers the cold, dark summer we had a few years ago? It was a grim start to the year when NOTHING grew. I had the romantic notion that I would take my two little ones to the Keukenhof Gardens in the Netherlands for our Easter holiday and we would…

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