Linked on this page are pieces of equipment I have used for some time, and that I think are a good quality or good value product.

Here's details of the materials I had to buy to make my Pajero NP 2004 cargo frame/bed

Nothing is a constant in bikepacking; the terrain, the weather, your physical health, your mental health, your equipment and your interactio

Cold and rainy weather here in Albury, New South Wales, Australia, has been the norm for the past ten months. With working full time,...

If like me you're on a tight budget, and can't afford the luxury of different sets of camping gear for the different seasons, it's worth...

Complacency, that’s what it was, not that I didn’t put many hours into the preparation and packing up, a quick bikepacking over-nighter...

In the arid plains of the Sierra de Cazola, I had fallen heavily from my bike, and was somewhat dazed. The first thing I knew that I'd fall

I was hoping to get to the village of Santiago Pontones by nightfall, I left the refugio at half nine, a lot later than I’d planned. By now

Soon the mountains to both sides of the camino becomes steeper and rockier with gorges and high cliffs all around. It was another good sign

I woke up at my wildcamp at the Refugio Canaleja Alta, in the Sierra de Baza, at around 7am, the tent had got quite wet from, I think, only

Next up, crossing the Marquesado Plateau between La Calahorra and the Sierra de Baza. I wasn’t looking forward to this leg, I’d thought it w

went to dab with my right foot, but nothing was there, it was a twenty foot drop down to a barranco. Me and Bay fell sideways down the

The days off also gave me time to do shopping and prepare myself mentally for the return to being alone in the mountains. I was enjoying my

The terrain varied from very rocky and steep, to meadow with grazing cattle, to mountain springs wetting the soil making it a slippery uphil

Flies! Flies had been a problem the last few days when travelling slowly. They would congregate around my sweaty head and face, eventually y

So I’d ridden/pushed-up the mountain visible from Nigϋelas, to 1200 metres then along the ridgeline of the higher peak behind it to around 1

I was so relieved to get onto the trail, it was a mountain edge single-track, and was so fabulous. Mostly downhill, sometimes steep, sometim

I crossed the river and sat and ate the rest of my bocadillo and cooled down also taking the opportunity to filter some water. Onwards, and

From the hamlet of Villanueva de Cauche the Altravesur had a long ride on a surfaced road, first across agricultural plains with some escarp

At 10pm I was so happy when the wind stopped, completely, not even a breeze, only for it to start again with a vengeance at 11pm. I’m guessi