'It's a small world mate...' I suppose it is if you live in your own small world. Your home, workplace, social circle, maybe the odd holiday in Spain. That's your world. On a tourbus in Ibiza, we were told of a 90yr old lady who lived three miles from the sea, and in all her years, never left the village to see the coastline. The world is huge and I can't imagine why anyone wouldn't want to experience as much of it as they can.
It's the same with pies, what's the point of having a pie if you can't experience as much as possible? The quest for pie started after Geoff, my brother Steve and I rode our motorcycles to Scotland last year, only to get as far as the Lake District. The village of Boot in Eskdale, just south of the Hardknott Pass, without a doubt has the best steak and ale pie in the country, served in the Boot Inn. If you try it and think you know better then please let us know!
I blame pie for forcing Geoff and I further afield in our quest. He suggested every capitol city in Europe, and I prefered the idea of the U.S.A. You only have to look at the average American to know the pies are good.
Pies aside, (please never let me say that ever again) Geoff noticed a convenient piece of land that almost connects Europe and America. Russia. My pint glass was empty so I raised an eyebrow. After several colourful metaphors were exchanged, I discovered there is actually a road being built across the whole width of Russia. People have crossed it on motorcycles before there was a road (read the book Mondo Enduro) so it should be relatively easy.
I've never been one to do things by half, so that was that, we are going around the world. All we needed was money and two bikes. Simple. I keep a spherical glass paperweight as a reminder to keep things simple. A sphere is the shape that has the smallest surface area compared to its volume. It requires the least amount of energy to form. A perfect minimal surface structure. Just like the Earth itself. Nature often does things the easy way or by seeking the lowest energy level. Just like most bikers I know. We are riding our bikes in a full circle. The circle of life. It all ties up nicely like a Scooby Doo ending.
It's the same with pies, what's the point of having a pie if you can't experience as much as possible? The quest for pie started after Geoff, my brother Steve and I rode our motorcycles to Scotland last year, only to get as far as the Lake District. The village of Boot in Eskdale, just south of the Hardknott Pass, without a doubt has the best steak and ale pie in the country, served in the Boot Inn. If you try it and think you know better then please let us know!
I blame pie for forcing Geoff and I further afield in our quest. He suggested every capitol city in Europe, and I prefered the idea of the U.S.A. You only have to look at the average American to know the pies are good.
Pies aside, (please never let me say that ever again) Geoff noticed a convenient piece of land that almost connects Europe and America. Russia. My pint glass was empty so I raised an eyebrow. After several colourful metaphors were exchanged, I discovered there is actually a road being built across the whole width of Russia. People have crossed it on motorcycles before there was a road (read the book Mondo Enduro) so it should be relatively easy.
I've never been one to do things by half, so that was that, we are going around the world. All we needed was money and two bikes. Simple. I keep a spherical glass paperweight as a reminder to keep things simple. A sphere is the shape that has the smallest surface area compared to its volume. It requires the least amount of energy to form. A perfect minimal surface structure. Just like the Earth itself. Nature often does things the easy way or by seeking the lowest energy level. Just like most bikers I know. We are riding our bikes in a full circle. The circle of life. It all ties up nicely like a Scooby Doo ending.
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