A chance encounter had Graeme Sedgwick caught up in the past, glad of the present, and looking forward to the future.
A camp at Hawker in the Flinders Ranges heading to Broken Hill.
It’s a funny thing. Adventure riding is a passport to time, with or without mates, in the elements, unencumbered by the baggage of life. It’s a special kind of freedom for those who can set out to ride, sometimes for long periods and over large distances, mostly for the fun of the activity.
It breaks the tedium, satisfies some new-frontier ambitions or revisits places because we just enjoy familiar country.