I keep looking at Trevor, my trailer, sat in my shed with nowhere to go. I wonder where we might head next, after a summer spent in singular days, cruising around with no particular destination in mind. I’m beginning to get a little twitchy, wanting to explore again, to travel slowly through the landscape, absorbing everything I see. I want to get out and meet people, share stories and food, and more than anything, bring some colour into a life that has often felt monochrome for the most part this year.
How to escape by bike: part one.