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Welcome to the Big Bike Year!

Well sportsfans, we made it.  We are here at the airport, all checked in and through security, and I can breathe easily.  It's been a pretty big prep time to get us here, bigger than I anticipated, but as I lean into that weird limbo of sitting in the international terminal waiting for the next phase to begin, the tiredness is wafting away and the vision of a bike, a tent, great laughter, and some good cheese and bread is calling - BIG TIME!

We've named our blog The Big Bike Year after one of my favourite movies, The Big Year.  The story of two people diving into a year to honour and play with a deep part of themselves that feels too decadent, too trivial, too unworthy to allow to go wild.  Well, we're going wild, baby!  So instead of Jack Black and Steve Martin, it's Mike and I launching out into a crazy space of flying-by-the-seat-of-our-pants adventuring with our bikes and a tent, and not a lot of kit, cycling around Europe, maybe Northern Africa, maybe some of the UK, maybe the Balkans...who knows!  We start in France and hope to cycle the summer through Scandinavia, coming back through the Baltic countries, then back to France for a good rest.  But we just don't know what paths we'll discover, people we meet, weather we come across, so let's just see what happens. 

Bring on THE BIG BIKE YEAR!