A few months back, my wife Moira gave me a coffee mug for our 31st wedding anniversary. On the side, it said: Adventure Before Dementia.
It was a characteristically witty, if somewhat reluctant, acceptance by her of what I was about to do a year after retiring – head off to the Americas to travel, on my own and on a very large motorbike, for maybe six months or more. I’m going from Tierra del Fuego in southern Patagonia, to northern Alaska, to the off-shore oil industry supply town of Deadhorse. A road trip from Cape Horn at the bottom of the world right up to the Arctic Ocean – Tip2Top – and everything in between, writing as I go, here on this website and every Saturday in The Irish Times.
I’m 66, going on 67. Retirement? You can feck off!