Dawn barely happened, as a dirty, soft grey light grew, finally showing the dripping bare branches outlined against a clinging mist.  And then the moment came when a fire grew behind the further trees, hope grew as from a glowing ember the sun flared and pushed at the mist-blanket.  My heart gladdened at the thought of real sunlight after days of damp gloom.  The fire grew and stained the cloud with the colour of glory and hope.  The struggle though was brief and the fire was smothered, the golden light waned once more and greyness triumphed.

Perhaps tomorrow…


A further road to travel.


Can you smell the subtle banana scented perfume of the gorse, just flowering.

April in Andalucia. The broad teeth of the ‘fear defenders’ bite at a road that has to be ridden. That switch-backs down this mountainside which leads onward to the misty further ranges.

A moment on a mountainside of silence, and of enormous promise.

What will that road ahead show me, test me and gift me?

Why I do it

This week I have been slogging away trying to sell my books about Spain at the NEC Birmingham, it is hard on my feet my throat and my brain but I am passionate about Spain and what I have found there, I want other people to also find that rich experience. In response to my ‘winge’ on my Facebook Author page (www.facebook.com/DuncanRGough/) about the world, and how hard it is selling books a friend I have never met replied, and this makes it all worthwhile and has given me a real boost that will carry me through the last 3 days of the Show.

David S Lewis Your book had a rather profound effect on me and I turned that effect into a retirement goal. So here I sit on my balcony in Nerja nearing the end of almost 3 months riding our bike in Europe (mostly Spain but France & Portugal too). After exploring all our options we decided to fly our bike (& trailer) to Madrid from Halifax, Nova Scotia and escape the Canadian winter for just a little bit longer this year. You, Duncan, are the one that put this crazy idea in my head and my wife Annette and I just want to say thank you so very much for the inspiration and memories we shall treasure for the rest of our lives.


Smurf dogs

smurfdogs1webWhilst in the Serrania de Ronda and exploring back roads I visited the Smurf village! Juzcar. Sad to say they have been told to remove all Smurf imagery for copyright reasons, they are allowed to keep it blue though.


A patient sketch


Do you get that little extra thrill as you exit your road, not just going to the shop but going on a long trip The first of many days of travel is stretching out ahead of you, Unknown events and chance meetings are already lurking over the familiar horizon? There is, as a result, a certain concern, I am pushing out my edge, my envelope of the safe and the known. The thrill though soon cancels that out, what will be will be and the uncertainty becomes the drug.

I have recently done two of those journeys and the small moments are there in my journals waiting patiently to be transplanted into the new books.