Thursday we’re woken up at 5.00am again. A strange hangover from the Toddy lingers as I watch a spectacular pink and purple sunrise, then we fettle our machine’s engines, top them up with oil, pack our packed lunches, fill up… Read more »

On Tuesday I wake up to Louisa, from GS promotions banging, on my door and in her happiest, smiley voice proclaiming it’s time for breakfast. What? At 4.00am? Why? How come she’s so chipper and chirpie like a little morning… Read more »

THE INDIA ENFIELD CHALLENGE 1999 It’s nine in the morning on Saturday January 23rd 1999, one hundred and thirty people meet at Heathrow airport’s terminal 3 to embark upon a 1,000 KM motorcycle rally. We will be riding Royal Enfield… Read more »