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I haven’t been bikepacking for a few years now.

Above: Filling in the lettering on my grandmother’s gravestone this summer.

I’m still trying to push through this jet lag.

Despite being only an hour from where I grew up, just past the aptly named one-hour tower on the M42, Oxford is a place I’d never been to.

When I lived in Redditch I rarely walked.

You can see the Malvern Hills easily from most of Worcestershire on a clear day.

Tomorrow will be a week since my daughter and I arrived in the UK.