Well, I'm not sure how best to do the traditional wrap up posts from EuroEnduro AND Trans Provence, so its going to be a whole mini series of events to best summarise the biggest trip ever (and yes, there's not...
Much like I can't believe its the last race post for Trans Provence, it didn't feel real that we were waking up for the last day in Sospel on Day 6. By this stage in the race, the normality of getting up every ...
One morning you're starting the second half of the race, the next you're kicking off the penultimate day... That was the slight mindfuck waiting for those (me) that woke up early on Day 5. Today was always goin...
The dawn of day 4 on Trans Provence was courtesy of Valberg, a cool little ski town kicking things off at 1600m of elevation, meaning that a reasonable chunk of the heavy lifting had already been done before we...
Preface - Of the 486 Dirty posts ever written, this is the longest. Whilst I initially attempted to keep it tight, ultimately everything in here needed to be here. I shall let it speak for itself, but a heads u...
That's what Frankie said... And as it turns out, advice worth heeding. Likewise with the quote that Nicolas Vouilloz once gifted to the world: "Always go as fast as you can, even if means going slow". So much s...
At last, Day 1 dawned for the 80 of us… A hand-picked 80… Those 80 fortunate enough to be getting out of their sleeping bags for Day 1 and what lay ahead of us: the 270km’s of some of the greatest experiences y...
Its not often I start with a preface, but the next few weeks will be the gushy unleashing of the Trans Provence stories, I thought it best to set the scene on how we got here, as it definitely wasn't originally...