Looking Back on Cycling Across Africa
Cycling across Africa will always be my first outdoor adventure. Looking back, it was also the most important but not always enjoyable. In other words, it was plagued by fear and personal issues.
However, none of this should be surprising – not when you cycle through these kind of wildlife corridors.
But let’s not exaggerate, most of my problems were self-inflicted. I spent a lot of that year trying to figure things out and take back control of a life that was heavily reliant on alcohol. What’s more, I made the mistake of believing that my trip would change everything and that things would never be the same.
In reality, the end of that trip was even more uncertain than the beginning, for what does one do after cycling across Africa?
I was on a transatlantic flight a short time later when a ginger-bearded man sat down next to me. Kevin McCann had spent many years working on a story about Sean MacDermott and the Easter Rising. During that time, he had travelled all over the United States to raise awareness and capital for his upcoming movie.
But he said something to me on that flight that I will never forget.
“You thought it was the top but it was just a glass ceiling.”
That is to say, I had reached the pyramids of Cairo and realized that my trip would mean nothing unless I pursued my new found passion.
He was right.