A day book ended by two Premier Inns







The cycle route was mainly on protected cycle lanes. Some are very new. This makes the ride far more pleasant. But stop start.

A day book ended by two Premier Inns







The cycle route was mainly on protected cycle lanes. Some are very new. This makes the ride far more pleasant. But stop start.






The journey was in bright sunshine and blue skies.


Then a cycle to the Great Nepalese Restaurant near Euston station.











Unfortunately the Far North train does not connect well with the Sleeper. I have a two hour wait in Inverness. Not much open at this time so in a moment of inspiration it’s off for a breakfast at Premier Inn. Must get sponsorship.


The Premier Inn is slightly disorganised. The card reader is not working so I get a free breakfast. Due to a low number of staff it takes an age for it to be served. Can’t complain because I am not paying for it.





There’s proper snowy scenery




Then back to the coast.

Then up the Helmsdale Strath.












Breda station is poorly signposted plus two platforms are missing. Very confusing for a visitor.


I had a little time to look around Brussels





In the cellar of the Judgy Vegan.

Kerfuffle at the border control. I was asked if I have a flick knife. Turns out to be a multi tool in the bag.
Due to congestion at the Eurostar terminal we leave late. Eurostar, you have something to work on. The whole process of passing through border control is hectic and disorganised with lots of pinch points.
It’s turned to dusk as the Eurostar sets off. It’s dark by the time the Eurostar has a pause waiting for permission to enter the channel tunnel.

Then it’s down into the tunnel and onto England.

I unfolded the Brompton to make it easier to move with the luggage. A mistake as it turned out. I was directed to the lift which is tiny and therefore has a long queue of people with large amounts of luggage, push chairs and one bike. I am second to last in the queue. Poor design!

I am the last to leave.
When previously passing through Oxfordshire on the train I had spotted that the train line would be closed between Paddington and Reading due to HS2 workday, but it was possible to get to Reading using the Elizabeth Line. So I cycled to Tottenham Court Road to catch the Elizabeth Line. I discover that the Elizabeth Line in the central area of London is not running. I am directed to take the District Line to Ealing Broadway to catch the Elizabeth Line. It is chaos at the tube station.
The District Line has small, noisy and very warm carriages. It is an old line. The tube train is crowded.


The Elizabeth Line has modern rolling stock. Nice and quiet but nowhere to put rubbish.

The journey from St Pancras took far longer than normal so by the time I reach the Premier Inn at Didcot the kitchen is closed. So an emergency Macdonald’s it is.


The room has seen better days. One light out and sink plug jammed. Welcome back to the UK.
Now the international journey begins using the Interrail ticket.

The Interrail app is confused by the Farnham to Waterloo journey, thinking that I have to change at Woking, which I don’t, so I arrive early.

The cycle route was full of commuting cyclist. Some of which were very fast, some not so, and some who didn’t seem to be quite aware of what was going on.


Nice smooth journey across to Brussels Sud.
But things then start going awry. There is simply not enough time to make it from the Eurostar to the connecting train. A combination of being the wrong end of the train, passengers getting in the way and it being too far. Connection missed! Resulting in a two hour wait. Then the Köln train is shown with no platform and a bit of text suggesting that the train was going from another train. A quick check with the information confirms this and I am told to get on a local connecting train ton Brussels north. Not just a change of platform but a change of station.

Next the Köln train leaves late. So I miss another connection.

A 50min wait in Köln. I finally arrived in Wuppertal four hours later than planned.






The standard cabin has no ensuite, you don’t get breakfast and cannot use the sleeper lounge.


Google maps appeared to put me on the wrong train so I potentially could have ended up in Taunton rather than Didcot. Ticket man pointed out the error and I was able to change at Reading.


A quick ride to Kings Cross.









A dash from platform 2 to platform 25 to catch the Inverness train. Tight.


The train that I took from Kings Cross to Edinburgh terminated in Stirling.











How could someone design such an ugly ship?
I had to catch the lunchtime train to Inverness due to a reduced timetable.Time to kill in Inverness.
Were they playing or tuning up?









I had a seat booked in this train, which someone sat in- no point moving them as the seat next to it was free.

I caught the Penzance train here. A few issues. Firstly the train rolled past platform 5 to platform 6, leaving everyone rushing over to get on board. And it wax crowded.


Bridgwater is not particularly bonny, but I did find a picture to make it look good.

This journey, starting in the far north of Scotland, visiting Oxfordshire (twice), London, West Sussex, Poole, Surrey, Cheshire , Liverpool and Inverness.






No dishwasher working on the train, hence the disposable cup.

The only issue on the cycle to Paddington was a close pass from a speeding motorcyclist. Why are they allowed in the bus lanes and why can’t they ride better?

After chatting to the man on the train doing the food trolley he said he would give me a free tea, if he got time before Didcot. Very kind.





First train issue- train to Paddington delayed so caught a different train.
Cycle across London in glorious sunshine, taking in Buckingham Palace, Houses of Parliament, London Eye…
I came across a new menace in London, motorised skateboards exclusively ridden by idiots. These are not legally allowed to be used on pavements, roads or cycle paths. What happens if collide with an illegal vehicle, with no insurance and no sense?
After a stay in London I trained on from south London via London Bridge to Sussex.


The trip included cycling on the wonderful cuckoo trail. Lots of birdsong but no cuckoos heard,









A stop in Poole then back on the train.




Change at Reading, on to Ash.

Fun at Ash, delayed train from Guildford due to something being thrown on the line.
A stay in Surrey for the weekend.



Another cycle across London.








Things started going pear shaped at Liverpool from where I was trying to travel to Inverness.

Liverpool station
Caught an earlier train , which I was only able to do due to having arrived early at Liverpool.



The train got stopped, so my connection at Haymarket started looking unsafe,

Despite warning the conductor and his best efforts we missed the connection to Inverness. ScotRail refused to hold their train. Splitting up British Rail was not a good idea.
Shoved on a train to Perth.


After a late taxi ride from Perth to Inverness I eventually got to bed.















Sleeper went via east coast so arrived from wrong direction at wrong time resulting in being parked up for an hour.








A bit of industrial action and a few cancellations to make the trip more interesting.