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A Salt Path

 That's the title of an ebook Im reading at present. A late middle aged couple way down on their luck are offered salvation by long distance hiking.  

This weekend two Greenspeed trikes come up for sale.  One,  a GT20 needing an overhaul for $450, in South Australia.  It sold in hours.  Another in Western Australia had been powder coated and completely overhauled,  for $1250. It's actually great value,  but a non-folder and 10 000 plus kilometres away.   It strikes me,  after reading about the hikers,  with very little money,  failing health,  unemployed and homeless,  they take to the trail poorly prepared and unfit.  They're having a whale of an adventure.  Point being,  it's not about the bike.  It's the person riding or walking, "the man in the arena", that determines the nature and quality of the adventure.  

The problem for me directly is the fact that I can't take more that 3 or 4 days in a row,  to have an adventure. I have to look after my mum 2 days a week,  and work at least one other day at least in winter.  (Summer is busier.) I need to plan "micro adventures", or a staged hike or tour. Unless I drive,  or have someone take me out and pick me up, a trike is too much luggage.  I would have to limit myself to a bike or backpack, so I could ride the train out to/ back from,  each stage. 

 

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