Our growling stomachs echoed through the Dolomites as we freewheeled down to Cortina. Spending half an hour trawling round the town looking for food (and any signs of Graham Bell or the rest of the Ski Sunday team) we realised…

Returning to the EU, we didn’t realise so much would change. Slovenia marked the halfway point between the Sea of Marmara and Moreton but it also marked a huge turning point in our trip. Previously, as rare creatures, we’d been…

Leaving Dubrovnik in the hot sun, we had our longest day of the trip so far. At dusk we found ourselves in Medjugorje, where tootling around town looking for a campsite, we became curious as to why ‘Paddy Travels’ appeared…

We’d just settled down to lunch halfway up a hill in Montenegro when we were joined by a lycra-clad cyclist. He introduced himself as Tiho “that means ‘the quiet’ in Montenegran” before loudly proclaiming “I am the best artist in…

We weren’t sure why, but we really wanted to go to Albania. In fact, the detour to Albania had determined our whole cycling route. Before going we must admit we didn’t know that much about the country, but what little…