Category Archives: cycling

Dutch Weather, What Are You Doing To Me?!


I’m Scottish. I’m used to changing weather. It is often said in Scotland that if you don’t like the weather, stick around five minutes and it’ll change.

Was oot and aboot in The Dutch Boondocks and it reminded me of home. Heavy rain, rain suit on. Rain off, rain suit off. Strong winds, wishing the gears on my bike worked so I could change down. I think I did more costume changes than Axl Rose when I.saw Guns n Roses in 1992.
Now I like fun weather as much as the next person, love to watch a good thunder storm from my balcony. I can even appreciate a nice heavy snowfall if I don’t have to travel but if I have to cycle some where, please, no rain if it must be windy, then wind at my back only regardless of the direction I’m travelling in.


Cycling, and the Dutch.

Found this on the BBC site and felt the need to share.

It is about why the Dutch are such keen cyclists and and to be honest, it’s not just a mode of transport, it really is a way of life.

For me however cycling has become a necessary evil. Being priced out of owning a car and living in the Dutch Boondocks where public transport is awful, just awful. I have no real option but to cycle.

My nearest bus stop is a 5 to 10 minute walk from my flat, fine if I need a bus between 0700 and 1800 Monday to Friday but outside those hours the other alternative bus stop is 2km away, and that bus route ends around 2000 in the evening. my nearest train station is 12km away, the taxi fare to that would set me back about €30. Cycling it is then.

I used to cycle for fun, but no more, the only time my bike comes out the shed is when I really need it. I’ve had to cycle in all manner of weather, the sort you wouldn’t put a dog out in, wind, rain, snow. I’ve had a few near misses from cars and a truck and been hit once by a car.

It’s not all doom and gloom though. The cycle path network here is superb, last year going to the Folkwoods Festival in Eindhoven I even built a trailer for my bike to carry my camping equipment, food, beer, clothes and beer the 45km from home to festival site, a nice wee adventure.

Seriously though, would it kill them to give us a decent public transport system?