Like many, I was raised by my mum to believe motorbikes were bad.
So when, in my mid 50's, I got the idea in my head that I might like to ride a motorbike one day in a foreign country, things progressed in an unexpected way.
In my mid 50's I closed my business, sold almost everything, and moved full time in to my self-built Mercedes Sprinter adventure campervan, with a motorbike in the back.
What could possibly go wrong?
What could possibly go wrong?
