Being both a keen cyclist and a fan of travel writing, I bought this book as soon as I saw it. It's a great book and I read it in a couple of days; it really doesn't let you put it down. The cycling may be my interest, but Tom Fremantle weaves all sorts of information into the account of his ride; whether it's the description of how tourism is penetrating Tibet or the stiff colonialism of his forebears, it's all highly readable. As an occasional touring cyclist I can empaphise with some of the hardships of his ride (and with his typical cyclist's passion for food at every stop!). However, some of the things he faced on his trek would have defeated many other riders. He comes across as a novice cyclist, but making the most of the freedom his bike gives him. I worry for Mr Fremantle, what next for this happy wanderer? Having fulfilled his promise to Johnny Ginger what other adventures will he seek? I'm hopeful that he will again be driven to explore, because his description of his toils entertained me more than any other travel book I've read this year.