Every morning I set off on a journey, up at sparrows and down the street on my trusty  tourer, exercising my imagination as much as my legs. By the time I return to the house an hour or two later, having witnessed the sunrise and put however many miles of town and country beneath my wheels, I feel as though I have been places, seen things, travelled in the grand old sense of the word. As a travel romantic and photographer I like to bring along my camera and tripod in the hopes of capturing the transforming magic of a bicycle ride and the lyrical quality of a bicycle in the landscape.