John's Adventures

Long time readers of this blog may recall I spent a lot of my 20s mountain biking.

I spent the past 25 years or so playing amateur football, winning the odd tournament and even managed to play some league matches with my girlfriend’s son and his mates who are 30 years my junior (which I wrote about here).

I’m surprised I didn’t write about it at the time, but way back in 2003 I was massively into mountain biking.

I wrote way way back in 2005 that I had this recurring dream where in the dream I see a tornado (or sometimes multiple tornadoes) and then say or think “wow, after all these years of recurring tornado dreams I finally see a real one!”

My girlfriend and I just returned from a trip around Iceland and to say that it over-delivered would be a massive understatement.

Back in the days of lockdown foreign travel was not an option.

I spent a lot of my late teens and early 20s hiking up the mountains of Scotland with friends and it’s something that’s stayed with me all these years since.

Up until aged 20 I was a pretty lazy guy.

Like many in the UK my impression of the demographic who “go on a cruise” is of people in their 70s or 80s who’re too old to travel themselves and instead go on what is basically a floating hotel to different places, then do organised excursions on land.

I can hardly believe I’m writing this but 20 years ago today my mother died from cancer.