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4 weeks to take off and I'm not the tiniest bit anxious. Why would I be? I'm 66, in the prime of old age and I have very little idea how this trip is going to pan out. The spare room bed bedecked with 'stuff'. The bike chain oiled. The saddle polished. American visa with my pasty image staring back at me firmly stuck into my passport. What can possibly go wrong? We'll all have a better idea of exactly what
can go wrong when I pitch up in Deadhorse in June 25th.
Fondest regards and much love,
Cyclopath aka Dr Slow.
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Natalie
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Cheering from the sidelines
Good luck Nick! Looking forward to reading all about it. Don't forget the udderly smooth ;-)