Cycling to John O' Groats

13/04/17 I sit on the tiny seat of the bus stand kinda thing and it's 12am. My bike rests against the wall. I fully wish to begin pedalling this moment but I can't get myself to undertake an undue misadventure on that off-road trail for whatever distance knowing that I get lost even in broad daylight and proper roads. Maintaining the tiny line between Adventure, Misadventure and mere stupidity I sit here reading 'This road I ride' by Juliana Buhring. I'm reading this for the second time, but there's a difference between both times. The first time I read it I was in my bed under the cozy blanket or on a comfy bean bag in uni. This time I'm reading her crazy adventurous circumnavigation around the world on her bike in 144 days whilst I sit under a mere shed, not sleeping because guarding my bike is more important than sleeping when it's gonna be pretty much the only constant companion. I think of naming my bike something cool but probably I'd come ...

10/04/17 As much as I'd love to moan about the crashes, the loosened cleat, a few odd punctures, broken pump, the trailers and cars passing from inches away, the lost route and longer detour and NOT reaching the destination- London(I just somehow kept going farther from it), this day showed me the better side of UK when I was fixing my bike at an odd rural area and a lady started having a conversation with me which ended up in she saying, "If you have nothing planned, will you please stay here with us for the night? We'd love to host you..I'd love to have my daughter and her friends hear about your stories so they end up being as brave as you..". This made my day.. To those of you who asked me, "WHY?", this is why!  # JustTheBeginning   # NeverTakeA31   # LessonLearnt 11/07/17 This day has managed to convince me that it's all in the head. I remember someone telling me to forget the distance, forget the destination and just enjoy riding th...