In Canada I was charged by a bear, and Russia was tough as it was winter I hadn’t been in England long when I rode from Bournemouth to John O’Groats on a whim. I was actually training for London- Edinburgh-London and I just kept on going, even though I’d only packed one spare set of clothes. After that, I began to eye the round-the-world record. It started in Perth, Australia and rode through New Zealand, Canada, Iceland, Portugal, Spain, France, Belgium, Germany, Denmark, Sweden, Finland, Russia, India, and then back to Australia.
On just the second day, this guy in Australia started throwing cans of cola at me as I cycled by. I stopped and spoke with him. His wife apologised and said that although he’d been to jail for…