It was such a delightful little combination of words. It undermined the status quo so wonderfully

I read Andy’s message from my spot beneath a tree. In my lap was the copy of The Adventure Cycle-Touring Handbook that I’d just put down – a book which explained, in detail, the practicalities of cycling round the world. I’d bought the book whilst browsing in a store that…

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I’d never planned on being anywhere near Sudan, alone or otherwise

I never planned to be cycling alone through Sudan. But now that I am, I have plenty of time – too much, perhaps – to dwell on the complicated tale of adventure and romance that led me here. In fact, I’d never planned on being anywhere near Sudan, alone or…

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The essential beauty of the bicycle journey lies with the freedom that it gifts the rider

I peer out through my mangled sunglasses. I dropped them long ago – in the Alps, I think it was – and ran over them before I noticed. Still, they do their job. As mile after indistinguishable mile goes past, palpable waves of heat pass through me. The brown tint…

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The Sahara doesn’t really look like I’d pictured it. But then nowhere ever quite did

The Sahara doesn’t really look like I’d pictured it. But then nowhere ever quite did. My bicycle rests against the milestone. A slope of crushed red rock drops from the roadside and slips into the sand. I pull a bottle of water from the rear pocket of one of my…

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I went on a journey seeking answers. What I found instead were questions

I went on a journey seeking answers. What I found instead were questions. Things I thought were black and white dissolved into grey. This was annoying: the world was easier to understand before I’d experienced its realities. I’d chosen to ride a bicycle because it would bring life back to…

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