A messy divorce in 2014 gave me the last push I needed fold everything up and get the hell out of the asylum. I'm cheating a little bit because I'm mostly living in an RV, which is pretty unusual for an Englishman, but after 6 years I'm planning to leave that behind too.
Every time I leave the comfort of the RV and set off on another trip on the bike, I feel the weight fall from my shoulders. I know what I need to do, and I'm no longer afraid to wrangle with the fear that gets in the way of these things. It's not real anyway!
In 2022 it will be just me, the bike and the world as my garden.