July, 2014

Throwback to the peak of our cycling adventure times, when the ultimate challenge - cycling holiday in Lake District - was still ahead of us. Times, when this icy cold mudwater was the only sea me and Klara could dream about, long before she could even imagine few months later she would elope to Maldives to dive in the boiling Indian Ocean instead.

And that one and only time I found it appropriate to wear that horrendous hawaiian t-shirt I got for £2 on Ebay.

Please, let this be a prove we do not neglect our fitness, even when chilling by the sea and heavily inebriated, and that we shan't ever shy away from the iciness of the English Channel, screaming like two schoolgirls(being murdered with a chainsaw) !