My man has always been an adventure seeker – it’s in his blood, it’s pathological and currently incurable. When Jeremy takes a group of us for a ride in the valley everyone experiences nervous eyelid twitches when Jeremy says “I’m sure this path will take us over the valley to where we want to go..”

We understand the sub-text of this phrase all too well. It really means “I have never ever done this path in my entire life, it may or may not take us to where we want to go, it’s highly likely that there will be a lot of hike and bike, river crossings and quagmires to contend with. And we’re looking at an extra 30 kilometres onto the ride.”

Needless to say that eyelid twitching is common on Jeremy’s rides.

So it shouldn’t have come as any surprise that when Jeremy returned from the Berg and Bush MTB this weekend, his first words to me were “Hun, we’re going to go on an adventure!”

Not, “Hey hun, missed you, so great to be home”. Uh, nope, none of that!

I told you it was pathological.

Almost like a kid bursting with too much news to put into one coherent sentence, all I heard was bits and blurbs interjected with “Himalayas” and “bike tour” and “Himalayas” and “bike tour” and “Himalayas”.

He wants to take me to the Himalayas on a bike tour. That’s what he was trying to get out. A young adventurer gave a talk at the Berg and Bush about her riding trip through southern Asia and is now offering a bike trip next year to anyone who is keen. Guess who put their hand up first?

I must admit I was intrigued at first but not nearly as intrigued, mesmerized and excited as I was when I saw the photos.

I saw this

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And then this

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And then this

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And whole bunch more here

And then I got so excited I made a tasty lemon-vanilla cake.

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And then I finished it.

And that’s how excited I am.

Nepal, get ready for CamelToe and HungryBum!

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