Had an amusing conversation with a council employee at Plymouth Hoe today, where I'm starting the ride on Monday 11th April.
Him: "You can't ride that motor bike here."
Me: " But I want to start my round Britain ride here for Combat Stress."
Him: " In that case, not a problem. Here's the phone number of my boss, give him a bell and I'm sure it'll be fine."
Kind of refreshing to find the antidote to the jobsworth mentality. Also spoke to an old biking mate, who's going to do some heavy duty canvassing of the big trail/ adventure biking community on my behalf. And that, boys and girls, is how I see this particular gig panning out. Which is li'l ol' me chugging gently round the coastline, while people network/meet up/come and ride/offer acommodation, or whatever. I'm also up for giving the odd talk, whether it be a bike club, community, school, anything really. I'll be keen to hear what you think, as long as it's near (ish) to the coast. Happy days, I'm really looking forward to the Big Adventure!
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