The solo rider looks adventure square in the eye. Mike Treloar didn’t blink when things went wrong.
There’s nothing like the feeling of taking off on a trip, stresses and last-minute chores either completed or left until the return, bike packed, kids kissed goodbye, a pat and bone for the dog.
The white sands of my home beach on the WA coast were to be swapped for the red, desert sand 14 days to the east of my home.