' You've had some pretty crazy ideas in your life Newby but this is the craziest.' Grandmother Wanda Newby was exasperated after continuous rain snow & gales that knocked from her bike. Twice. To avoid other tourists Eric Newby had decided that the depths of winter would be the very best time to explore Ireland by mountain bike. More astonishing still he managed to persuade Wanda his long-suffering wife & life-long co-traveller to accompany him
- mainly she admitted to 'keep him out of trouble'. Lashed by winter storms fuelled by Guinness & warmed by thermal underwear their panniers laden with antique books on Ireland the elderly adventurers cycle the highways & byways encountering hospitable locals swaying saints & ferocious dogs. From the shores of Donegal to the holy mountains Newby guides the reader on a tale of mishap & magic all in his own peculiar style of humour & charm relishing his never-ending curiosity of the world & his insatiable quest for adventure.