Tiger’s bicycle has been stolen!

We’ve been worried throughout the whole trip that we might lose the bikes. We’ve left them locked in the street outside hotels in India, in parking garages in Malaysia, Hotels in the Balkans let us leave them in the lobby, and we’ve not had a problem.

Staying two nights in Huddersfield with the bikes locked inside the appartement stairwell behind (supposedly) locked doors and a locked gate, locked with the tandem to a large piece of steel with two locks and some lowlife cut both locks and made off with Tiger’s bike. They left the tandem, which was presumably too awkward to take.

We are a bit sombre today, morale’s definitely taken a hit. It’s like losing a member of the group, one who we’ve spent nearly 9 months and over 14,000 kilometres with.

Very sad.

Still, it’s a bit late to give up now.

So, we went and bought another bike. It’s not perfect - it has flat bars and only a rear rack, but we made it work.

We got going and eventually climbed up to our first stop, a vineyard trying to make wine in Yorkshire. Seems like a bad idea. We tried it, it was a bad idea.

There was a fair bit more climbing across the Peak District, but, as always, rewarded by amazing views.