“Sometimes tracks on maps are lying little bastards. They lure you in with their meandering paths that look like they lead to greatness, when actually they just stop dead. In the case of this unedited adventure, I’m not sure the path even started. Having more than just a drop of stubborn in me can sometimes lead to nothing apart from thigh ache, and at other times lead to fallen antlers and finding the most beautiful road on the island. The road, literally, to nowhere.”
I was thrilled to be able to write a piece on my recent trip to the Isle of Arran for James and Corrine, curators of the wonderfully inspirational ridewithaview.cc. Continue the read here.
