Another month and a bit ticks by…
It’s sixteen months (almost to the day) since I pedalled out of London to ride around the world. Seven-and-a-half since my unfortunate vehicular mishap in Thailand, thirteen countries and 9300 miles later. Two-and-a-half since I began my ‘comeback’ tour of the UK. And one-and-a-half since I got home from the far north of Scotland.
I’m getting older and fatter. Rapidly.
Summer’s long gone, and the UK’s experiencing the usual downsides of its location; constant streams of rain and wind whipping in off the Atlantic. The clocks have gone back, so it’s dark by four thirty in the afternoon. And getting darker every day.
Having cheated the gloom and damp of the last English autumn and winter by cunningly being on the other, sunnier, side of the globe, it’s especially depressing.
The passage of time does have some advantages. At the moment, it’s bringing me closer to resuming the round-the-world trip. Much closer.
In truth, there’s a fair chance that the road involved will look more like this, initially at least:
Because I’ll soon be back in South-East Asian Scooter Madness. I’m flying out to Vietnam in early December. I’ll spend a few days acclimatising to the heat (I rode into it slowly last time, rather than being dropped straight into the sauna). Then I’ll be on the road to Laos, then back to Thailand, then (assuming I get the visa sorted) to Burma / Myanmar. Then India. And then onwards.
This is the rough idea of how it’s planned to go at the moment:
This obviously depends on all the usual things. Continued health, fitness, bike road-worthiness, visas, natural disasters and the weather. Oh, and careful avoidance of physical contact with goods vehicles. I might need to go south, rather than heading for the Silk Road through Central Asia. It’s even possible that Iran might start letting Brits travel independently again. Who knows?
But whichever way it goes, I should be back in the sun soon, and back on the road. And back to peppering you with far more regular updates than has been the case of late. The future’s good, isn’t it?
Fingers firmly crossed…