There are two kinds of days off. The sensible kind, where you do chores, cut the grass, maybe buy a new sponge, and earn brownie points with your other half. And then there’s the kind where you set an alarm for 5.30am so you can ride 260 miles in the rain for the sheer fun of it. Guess which one I chose this week? I rolled the Suzuki V-Strom 650XT out of the garage, Kies heated vest plugged in on standby like an old friend whispering, “You’ll need me, mate.” And, right enough, just outside Carlisle the heavens opened in what can only be described as biblical fashion. The sort of rain that makes you wonder if Noah is about to sail past. I had to pull over and sit it out for 10 minutes, staring at the sky like a disgruntled farmer, waiting for a gap in the deluge. The Carlisle rain Mercifully, as soon as I crossed into Dumfries and Galloway the sun decided to make a grand reappearance, as if nothing had happened. Suddenly, everything sparkled. The roads dried, the hills lit up, a...
You Don’t Need to Quit Your Job and Circumnavigate the Globe to Have an Adventure (Trust Me, I’ve Tried the Budget Version)
Let’s get something straight right away: you don’t need to grow a beard, sell all your worldly possessions, buy a 300kg adventure bike, and ride around the world for 12 months to have a proper motorcycling adventure. Don’t get me wrong—those long-haul, “Quit my job to find myself” trips are epic. But they’re not the only way to ride adventurously. I’ve got a full-time job, a family, bills to pay, and the same 24 hours in a day as everyone else. And yet, I’ve ridden across the Arctic Circle, blasted through freezing wind stroms, and explored some of the most remote parts of the UK and beyond—all without needing a sabbatical or a divorce lawyer. Myth: You Need a Year Off to Be an Adventurer Reality: You Need a Week. Or Less. Adventure isn’t measured in miles or time off. It’s about mindset. I’ve had more meaningful experiences on a long weekend trip than some people get on a year-long cruise around the planet (and I bet my dinner stops were better, too). Take my 10-day 4,000 mile b...