The Highway Cello

Highway Cello
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Here is the full Highway Cello Blog, from the beginning.  So if you want you can read every post – forwards or backwards.  And you can search for places, or keywords, or just make a list of all the mistakes that can be made by a cellist on a bicycle.

And if you think there might be a book to be made out of all this, well, yes, I hope there might be.  Then you can say you read it here first. Thanks for reading it!

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September 27, 2022

Shout-out for Readers

Kenneth

Lots of people said I need to get on and write the Highway Cello book. So I got on and wrote it. The first draft,…

September 27, 2022
July 28, 2022

What’s next?

Kenneth

The Theatre of Small Curiosities, Malvern One of the great things about being home is that you can get back to proper practice – lots…

July 28, 2022
July 16, 2022

Farewell to Rome

Kenneth

According to the screen we are travelling at 249kph, which I calculate is 155mph, about twelve times as fast as I would normally go on…

July 16, 2022
July 9, 2022

Taking Rome by storm

Kenneth

The Pantheon “Is this the first time you play at the Pantheon?”  The question was aggressive.  The questioner wasn’t wearing a uniform, but he had…

July 9, 2022
July 5, 2022

27 miles from Rome

Kenneth

Bracciano It’s 27 miles to Rome.  If the weather had been different – which I think it sometimes must be, unless all these roadsigns warning…

July 5, 2022
July 4, 2022

Smelling like the Devil

Kenneth

Bagno San Fillipo I smell like the Devil.  Literally.  It’s nothing to do with the heat – though more of that later.  It’s a real…

July 4, 2022
July 3, 2022

Siena on a sunny Sunday

Kenneth

Siena There’s a Conservatory of Music in Siena, along with all the better-known things like Duomos and Palazzos.  The young men studying my performance with…

July 3, 2022
July 2, 2022

Meeting the Mafia

Kenneth

San Gimignano This is what I imagined Italy would be like – turn up in a beautiful square, play for a while, and earn enough…

July 2, 2022
June 30, 2022

Pisa

Kenneth

Luca the rugby player was as good as his word.  A couple of hours later he returned.  He brought a present with him – a…

June 30, 2022
June 29, 2022

The Ligurian coast road

Kenneth

The Ligurian coast I’m a short way down the hill from Norma and Marco’s lovely house in the hills above Genova, when someone calls my…

June 29, 2022
June 28, 2022

An old fresco

Kenneth

1520 fresco in the Ostello, Alessandria I’m sitting in the shade of a prolific climber, on one side of a beautiful square in Asti.  Yes,…

June 28, 2022
June 27, 2022

The Third Movement

Kenneth

Unexpectedly back on the Via Francigena in Italy. Another day, another col.  The Col Mont Cenis is not such a big one, but none of…

June 27, 2022
June 25, 2022

The top of the world

Kenneth

.At the Col de l’Iseran, 9100ft Yesterday was the first day Libre, my wonderful black beautiful carbon-fibre cello, didn’t come out of her case.  She…

June 25, 2022
June 24, 2022

Let the weather decide

Kenneth

Watching the rain through the window I feel in remarkably good shape after yesterday’s 6000ft of climbing, and two hours of music.  I think the…

June 24, 2022
June 23, 2022

Haute cuisine

Kenneth

Neil cooking at 6500ft I didn’t sleep very well.  I was worried about the day’s climbing, which I calculated to be 6000ft. You need a…

June 23, 2022
June 22, 2022

Friends like these

Kenneth

Marie and Neil There’s the exhaustion of two days’ hot and hilly riding ( I’ve climbed 8000ft altogether over the last two days).  And there’s…

June 22, 2022
June 22, 2022

The Sidewalk Birds

Kenneth

Les Oiseaux de Trottoir – the Sidewalk Birds Serge sent me off early with a very good breakfast.  There’s a long way to go, and…

June 22, 2022
June 20, 2022

Onwards and upwards

Kenneth

The first col. Given a choice between a 40mph headwind and a long slog uphill, I’m going to choose the hill.  Every time. So after…

June 20, 2022
June 20, 2022

The wind in my face

Kenneth

Why do you need a silver chicken this size? Yesterday (I’m writing this in the morning, having gone straight to bed last night) was a…

June 20, 2022
June 17, 2022

Arriving in Dijon

Kenneth

Reflecting. I misled you yesterday, when I wrote about the Marne Canal.  I left that behind the day before – yesterday’s canal was the descriptively…

June 17, 2022
June 17, 2022

Along the canal to Langres

Kenneth

Today is a real holiday.  I’m cycling slowly along the canal which goes nearly all the way from Chaumont to Langres, counting the herons, and…

June 17, 2022
June 14, 2022

Aix and pains

Kenneth

Swimming in the Marne Canal I’m not in Aix, obviously, that’s way down south, and I’m only just entering Champagne country.  But I think that…

June 14, 2022
June 14, 2022

The angel Rafael

Kenneth

The angel Rafael French pronunciation can be tricky.  It’s sixty miles to Reims if you go straight, and I’ve nowhere to stay when I get…

June 14, 2022
June 13, 2022

War graves and foie gras

Kenneth

First World War cemetery. It’s warm in the sun, and cool in the shade.  The Roman road goes straight and true, through fields of potatoes,…

June 13, 2022
June 11, 2022

James Bond in Marrakech

Kenneth

Rashid and Munir outside their restaurant in Bruay. I had to prove my bona fides as a pilgrim today.  We’re talking the Roman Catholic Church…

June 11, 2022
June 8, 2022

A miracle in Canterbury

Kenneth

Two cellos, two bicycles! From here there’s a proper pilgrim route to Rome, the Via Francigena.  So everyone understands the concept of an arduous journey…

June 8, 2022
June 7, 2022

Cold, dark and wet

Kenneth

Five hundred years old? You can guage the age of an oak tree, by measuring its girth.  The Woodland Trust has a handy table on…

June 7, 2022
June 4, 2022

Next to Her Majesty

Kenneth

Notices on Westmill Curch door Next to Her Majesty I had to get up early after the Jubilee Madeira.  Rutherfords Punting had heard about my…

June 4, 2022
June 3, 2022

Jubilee

Kenneth

Cambridge, on a punt. There are ups and downs on this journey – though not of course on the roads and paths here in Cambridge,…

June 3, 2022
May 31, 2022

All roads lead to Rome

Kenneth

“Ermine Street Roman Road” So this is what a Roman road looks like?  “What have the Romans ever done for us?” seems like a very…

May 31, 2022
May 31, 2022

Gainsborough

Kenneth

With a bike, in the church I was brought up not to wear a hat in church, so wheeling a bicycle across the beautifully tiled…

May 31, 2022
May 28, 2022

Blown away

Kenneth

Jervaulx Abbey Blown away Literally.  I was blown off the bike.  Over the top of the Yorkshire Dales the wind was – I’m guessing –…

May 28, 2022
May 19, 2022

Bikerphoto

Kenneth

Meet my friend Steve. Meet my friend Steve.  I met him at the very beginning of this adventure, and he has an adventure of his own…

May 19, 2022
May 7, 2022

Mayday!

Kenneth

Last Monday was Mayday bank holiday, and it didn’t snow, or even rain.  I thought I’d better do a full day of cycling, since I’m…

May 7, 2022
April 30, 2022

Weights and Measures

Kenneth

Stopping for a coffee on the way home Cyclists are interested in numbers – every bit as much as accountants are. The numbers, of course,…

April 30, 2022
April 22, 2022

A poem for Ukraine

Kenneth

Ready for a training run up Hartside I’ve been writing poetry, instead of getting on with the serious business of fitness training. Maybe it’s a…

April 22, 2022
February 13, 2022

A measure of progress

Kenneth

Artwork for the Highway Cello album 3½ months since this mad venture assaulted my mind.  3½ months until I have to pack my cello onto…

February 13, 2022
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