The middle of nowhere

If you go down in the woods today…you’re sure of a big surprise. Namely, a group of adrenalin-seeking drivers speeding down tight forest tracks in powerful rally cars. It takes grit, endurance and upper body strength to be a professional in the World Rally Championship.

In the mid-1980s, despite regularly making nuisances of ourselves at our local bike shop, my girlfriend Josie and I were determined to resist all attempts to turn us into racing cyclists. While happy

Want to cycle 1,000 miles across rugged Scottish terrain, climbing more than twice the height of Everest? Oh, and it’s totally unsupported. Then try the Trans Alba race: you don’t have to be mad to do it, but it probably helps!

Organised chaos and hot stress. That’s the first thing that comes to mind when I think of the Tour de France. Then I worry if I will have enough shirts to last over four weeks on the road covering fir

WESTON BEACH RACE

French madman Greg Gilson entered an 3150km Saharan rally on a 1980 Honda XLS with a Chinese commuter bike engine. He couldn’t actually finish, could he?