Some years ago I cycled from Cape Town to my then home town of Moreton-in-Marsh in England with a partner. (You have to love the name don't you? Close to Barton-in-the-Beans, Upper Slaughter and Wyre Piddle!)

It was an incredible journey that took 14 months, traversed 21 countries, covered a distance of 13,000 kilometres. I got three attacks of malaria, saw the wheels go round a staggering 17 million times, and got 85 punctures.

It was a key experience in my life and to this day, has informed m...
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