When I had to pull out of the Tour Divide, I cancelled the leave I’d arranged with work, and we tossed up options for a family bike holiday/vacation in late summer. Mongolia? Cuba? The Maritimes? Israel? The Chilcotins (in BC)? Maybe Scandinavia? Or somewhere in the States?
I left the final choice up to Alex, seeing as I will be claiming a good chunk of time when I finally, hopefully, ride the Tour Divide.
He opted for Scotland. A corner of the UK we never got to when doing our big Euro cycle tour in 2009. Not too far away, reasonable for a shorter trip.
And so now, 3 months later, my knee still isn’t 100 percent. But we’re sorting out gear, trying to remember how to do this multi-day bike touring thing, and trying to strike a balance between comfort and weight as we make our final gear decisions.
In a few days we’ll be jumping on a plane. I hope my knee will be ok.