Balatonfüred to Budapest

Wednesday the 3rd of May, I awoke to an overcast morning with the threat of more rain. The air smelled fresh as it does in a clean place with the air recently rinsed. I had planned to take the 13:59 train to Budapest, so I rose late and fixed myself a leisurely breakfast. I rode to the station (only 600 m away) with almost an hour to spare, just to be sure that I had not read any signs wrong. The station had walk-on access to the platform from the street. Continue reading

Lake Balaton: Keszthely to Balatonfüred

Monday was May Day, also Labor Day and a major holiday in much of the world – especially the former Warsaw Pact countries. I knew that everything would be closed, so I had bought some yoghurt and brioches at the 05-22 market last night for breakfast. My neighbors (two Germans, one Austrian, one Swiss) all drove off to find breakfast, I know not where. Continue reading

Come on over: Maria Grazia

This week, I invite you to enjoy a sea story on my author’s blog.

Next week, we’ll ride around Lake Balaton in Hungary. Please join me. 

Smooth roads and tailwinds,

JT

 

Into Eastern Europe: Kazlje to Keszthely

As I passed from Italy into Slovenia on Wednesday, the 26th of April, the rain began to fall lightly. The border was only 12 km from the town of Kazlje, where I would be staying with Couchsurfing hosts Marco and Arletta. Sežana disappeared suddenly. I found myself on a well-paved highway rolling gently through a thick wood. Continue reading

Come on over: Something Else

This week, I invite you to enjoy a new short story from the world of Emily & Hilda on my author’s blog.

Next week, we’ll cross Slovenia and ride into Hungary. Please join me. 

Smooth roads and tailwinds,

JT

 

More Rivers: Brenta, Brentella, Piave, Tagliamento and Stella

Sunday, the 23rd of April, glowed with pleasant sunshine – enough to warm the cool air, but not enough to make me break a sweat as I made my way east from Verona. Regional Road 11 was smooth and wide-shouldered with a southerly crosswind blowing car exhaust away from me. Continue reading

Come on over: Internship

This week, I invite you to enjoy a new short story from the world of Lockhart on my author’s blog.

Next week, we’ll many rivers that shaped the battlefields of World War I. Please join me. 

Smooth roads and tailwinds,

JT

 

More Lakes and Rivers: Franciacorta to Verona

On Wednesday, the 19th of April, I rode out from the Locanda della Franciacorta to Giovanna’s house, 13 km away. Giovanna then led me on a pastoral ride on the Paratico bike path to Lake Iseo. The path was mostly gravel and dirt, but the only tough grades were downhill.  Continue reading

Come on over: Artists

This week, I invite you to enjoy a new short story from the world of Lockhart on my author’s blog.

Next week, we’ll ride from Franciacorta to Verona, city of romance. Please join me. 

Smooth roads and tailwinds,

JT

 

Pandemic Pedalling: first interstate ride

When I posted the first “Pandemic Pedalling” article on Halloween, I promised to interrupt the River Ride whenever I had an update. Last week, I not only tested my winter camping kit, I crossed a state line for the first time in exactly one year. Continue reading