I spent one year riding a bicycle through Africa back in 2013 and went on to take many more journeys on foot including some very long walks around Ireland in recent years. I try to use these trips to share meaningful stories and often speak about fear, anxiety and finding a meaningful path in life. But let me tell you why I began taking these trips…
You’ve got to go back more than 15 years to really understand how a spiral of self-destruction – which ended in me walking out of my job one Monday morning – began and led to my now unconventional life path. My mother died in my early twenties and two years later, my father died of cancer. I was working in a bank and studying for stockbroking and marketing diplomas at night. After their passing, I felt very resentful about life and having to constantly deal with bad stuff. There wasn’t time to grieve the loss of my mother and then my father was gone. I also lost interest in my career, and this led me down a path of self-destruction. I blamed life, everyone and everything around me and by the time I hit rock bottom – a dark, lonely and bleak place – I felt mentally and physically beaten. But this was also one of the first times that I had a kind word for myself…
One Monday morning at my workplace in Dublin, I was feeling so tired and depressed that I walked outside and stood next to River Liffey. I put my hands on the wall and stared down the river as tears ran down my cheeks. It was in that moment I heard a compassionate voice in my head which began asking some questions: “What is wrong with you? Why are doing this to yourself? It was you that made all those decisions, right? Yes, some bad things have happened but that’s life, Derek. Now what are you going to do about it?”
I walked back into my job and told the manager I was going home and that I would not be coming back. I also made a pact with myself that by the time I walked home, I would have a plan to go some place away from distractions and try to figure out how to turn things around. But I also knew some sort of challenge was necessary, and I would need to “do something hard” in order to make some meaningful changes. I had watched a tv series in which Ewan McGregor and Charley Boorman had travelled through Africa on motorbikes and thought to myself ‘That looked hard and interesting, maybe i could do that’ but I had neither a motorbike or license to drive one and so in spite of having no past experience with such matters, I decided that I should travel through Africa on a bicycle instead.
Since then, I have gone on to take many more long-distance adventures including a 4,500km walk from Mexico to Canada and then walking more than 5,000km around Ireland. I now work online writing for websites to help fund future trips and organize adventure tours on which my followers can join me. But let me leave you with a photo from the very last day and moment I finished riding a bicycle through Africa…