Written with a refreshing self disparaging, dry and cynical wit, this is part handbook – Graham’s journey is covered from the pitfalls of pedantic preparation to the dilemma of disposing of a bike with which Graham formed a deep bond on the way to journey’s end – and part life story, full of anecdotes and life enhancing realisations collected over a quarter century of travel on and off the road.
Graham’s narrative is full of light-hearted but insightful observations, occasional wisdom and sporadic alcohol-fuelled inspiration. His account is a little rebellious, but generally defiant. The book describes the enlightenment he found, insecurities discovered, banter, babblings and bollocks that perhaps should have stayed inside the crash helmet. Riding east to Mongolia and then a bit further, discovering truths, doubting their accuracy and reassessing it all again. Graham rides into the semi-researched but mostly unknown, stops briefly before compulsively moving on again, deciding that contentment must be around the next corner, occasionally finding it and then missing it.