So the time has arrived, panniers loaded, water bottles full, snacks at the ready, batteries charged, me? On starting a new adventure I would expect that I would know the answer; however I still don’t know and possibly never will.
So it comes to leave and a couple of pictures taken by my sister and I start pedalling, uphill as always (the story of the next few days)! Setting off ended up an anti-climax. I guess after over a year of plotting, scheming, gearing up and building the bike I thought there would be more fan-fare, but alas it seems starting a new adventure is nothing more than an uphill struggle to pedal.
