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Rose's Freewheeling Adventure

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One year on and the hair is longer, the legs are longer but the seat and helmet still fit so time to get on the road again! This time Rose will be crossing India from the Bay of Bengal to the beaches of Goa. 'India holidays bike!' says Rose so let's go!

Following on from Rose's first adventure aboard the Windrush (see below), her next trip is to cross Cambodia by bicycle!

Meet Rose Harvest, born in February 2010. Follow this blog and find out about her adventures!

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Mobile disco!

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This has to be the biggest load we have ever seen towed by a 125
13th Feb 2011, 03:36   comments (1)

Rose braves the sharks!

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It's been a trip of 'firsts' and swimming in the sea was another for Rose. Like everything else she loved it - except the taste of salt water!
13th Feb 2011, 03:34   comments (6)

Kep and the coast

Rose wanted to follow the Mekong downstream to Phnom Penh, but a lack of sleeping spots along the way made us decide to jump on another bus instead. The bus took us to the hectic station in Phnom Penh and then on to the pretty seaside town of Kep. We chose a traditional wood and bamboo guesthouse but the heat and insect noise gave us all a troubled night.
Out before sunrise the next morning for a day of cycling, female monks? and wine. Rose took a nap after polishing off the bottom shelf!
12th Feb 2011, 14:35   comments (2)

Kampong Cham and the Mekong

We had treated ourselves to a room with air con, so after a good night's sleep we set off luggage-free for a bit of sightseeing.

We cycled across this rickety bamboo bridge to the island; each year it's washed away in the floods and then rebuilt for the dry season. With no edges and some heavy loads crossing it felt quite precarious, especially with overtaking traffic!

Cycling around the remote island community, the peace and quiet was shattered by loud music which we heard blasting out about a mile before we came across this colourful wedding, spilling out across the road.

We hoped the route was circular and would lead back to the bridge, but it seemed to end at a remote monastery. We sought enlightenment from the monks but none the wiser, retraced our steps.
11th Feb 2011, 07:49   comments (2)

Along the banks of the Mekong

After a quick breakfast and coffee with the locals at Starbucks, we picked up some supplies from the market and got back in the saddle.

No internet since Siem Reap, but this area doesn't have electricity or running water either so it's no surprise!

Our mini adventure was put into perspective by a Dutch couple who had been on their bikes for 18 months and ridden all the way from Holland!

While wandering around Han Chey Pagoda, a pre-Angkorian ruin high up on a hill, we were waylaid by a very enthusiastic English teacher from the nearby language school - before we knew it we had been roped into to talking to the students and teaching them to sing 'Heads and Shoulders'.
10th Feb 2011, 03:26   comments (0)

Spue to Stung Troeng

Another lazy lunch to avoid the hottest part of the day, was followed by a pleasant ride through sleepy settlements. Houses are strung along the side of the road, and this is where it all goes on - selling, cooking, playing, meeting, eating, drinking.
We all love cycling, traveling at relatively low speeds means you hear all the sounds, smell all the smells and interact with life as it happens.

We rolled into Strung Troeng in the late afternoon and got our first view of the mighty Mekong River. Rose had spent 6 hours in her bike seat with no grumbles. She is a star.
10th Feb 2011, 01:25   comments (1)

Cycle touring begins

We left tourist-filled Siem Reap and headed south east on a bus bound for Pnomh Pen. After spending the night in Kampong Thnor, very much a one-horse town (one guesthouse, one restaurant, one minimart...), we set off in the early morning. As we passed through tiny villages, all the children wave and shout hello, and as soon as we stop it's only a matter of time before we are surrounded by curious faces.

The roads were great for cycling, pancake flat and very scenic. It was interesting to see the rubber plantations and how the rubber is harvested - we were grateful of the shade too!
9th Feb 2011, 04:07   comments (2)

More pictures from the last day of temples

8th Feb 2011, 14:50   comments (2)