Camping out

Camping season for me is open all year round.  This summer I'm testing  this little  one -  DD travel hammock.  Very interesting solution.  

I do enjoy  it,  as you  can see.:-) 

Colin and his passion

    When on the road, locally or further away I do enjoy meeting new people,  people with passion.
    Last Saturday of June,  I met Colin who shared with me about his passion for Enfield motorcycles.
Though this example was only 20 years old,  as production model originated some 60* years ago.  Rear suspension was an interesting future and most importantly,  for the first time accommodated within this model.  

Thank you,  Colin for you time. :-) 

*as a layman, as much I do recall *

WNBR London 2014

Saturday  14/06/2014  location: central London 

This afternoon  through city of London  bunch of velo enthusiast managed   to cycle naked.  Though I was almost one hour late,  I met the peleton  nearby London Eye and without hesitation  I joined the party.  Simply following this slogan seen many times: 

                              "Just do it!" 

I have to admit that this time I did enjoy it!  No helmet,  no shades  this time,  to hide behind.  Just me,  in full monty. 

What  a ride!  No handlebars... No handlebars... 

***on personal  note,  apparently every cyclist fall* once every half a year ***

Strangely enough I do fall once every month :-o this might have something together with no handlebars policy :-) 

*quotation needed it as I overheard it from my cycling buddy ;-) 

The sea and fish&chips

What would you like to do by the sea at this time?
You might like to swim,  to stroll along the beach or to just listen to crushing waves while you read a book.

*** Thanks to Faya from local Tesco who was so kind and charged my phone.  ***

Biker

Two wheels have not been betrayed :-) 

Pery się żeni

In fact, my ultimate destination of my trip was a wedding.  This time my brother had tightened the knot.  The ceremony took place in the cathedral in Radom,  central Poland at the beginning of November. 

«««««Well done you two,  Michael and  Kamila Gie;-) »»»»» 

Otherwise I would spent Christmas somewhere in Lapland with other beardy fella;-) 

I did wonder at some point. Why I have not met my maternal and parental side of my family before at the same wedding?  Conclusion.  I did skip an option of my wedding... 

Well, well  "I just wonder where I'm bound..." by Johnny Cash plays from time to time... Who knows. 

Jeziorno

With full stomach I started to pedal towards Jeziorno, where my dad was brought up. My grandma was unaware of my plans. I cycled through muddy dirt roads leading my through a local woods, then through open fields. Where only a dot on my GPS was shown as I was completely out of bitten track.

Stayed over night in Jeziorno with my grandma. It was my last night spent somewhere else than my bed by the attic.

Tomorrow Radom, Kaptur and my room:-)  Home sweat home! LOL

English is my second language, a proof above:-) 

***HOME SWEET HOME***

Photo 1 and 3. Jeziorno, a village where my father was brought up.

Photo 2. Me and my grandma. Jeziorno.

Photo 4. An old tractor , Ursus C-330 in action. Bierwiecki las.