How To Free Your Inner Adventurer

There are, broadly speaking, two categories of Big Adventure. Category One is the “blank slate” journey. It begins with a wholesome hatred of present circumstances; an acknowledgement of the stagantion of the protagonist’s life. This loathing catalyses a full-bodied response: burn each and every bridge, dispose of all tangible reminders…

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The Cycle Traveller Who’s Going Nowhere (Plus, Upcoming Screening Events)

http://vimeo.com/56135940 You know what I love most about this fantastic little film? (Do watch it.) It’s the fact that what our protagonist has unwittingly done is exactly the same as embarking upon a really long bike trip. The only difference is that he never leaves his home city. (But then…

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Microadventure: Past Journeys, Lost Memories & Future Projects (Part 4)

This is the final part of an account of touring the Netherlands and the UK by recumbent bike. Start at the beginning. http://www.flickr.com/photos/tom-allen/10020952116/ Two things surprised me when I woke up in a damp polo field in Cambridgeshire. The first was that even though a damp polo field in Cambridgeshire would…

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Talking bicycle travel (and more) on Roz Savage’s Adventure Podcast

http://www.flickr.com/photos/tom-allen/2562507296/in/set-72157609686103954 Last week I was honoured to be invited as a guest on a new adventure podcast series hosted by Roz Savage, ocean rower extraordinaire and all-round legend, cunningly entitled Roz Savage’s Adventure Podcast. (iTunes link / RSS link.) My incomprehensible burblings comprised the series’ 7th episode, which has so…

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Microadventure: Naivety, Uphill Battles & Small Victories in Adventure Travel (Part 3)

This is Part Three of an account of touring the Netherlands and the UK by recumbent bike. Start at the beginning. http://www.flickr.com/photos/tom-allen/10019676456/ In pitch darkness I pedalled away from the port, waving goodbye to the three Londoners I’d met on the ferry. Decked out in woefully inappropriate attire – tweed,…

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