My first big trip by bicycle....

I will never forget the exitement felt leaving lonely
and toward the unknown. North Cape seemed an unreachable goal to me or perhaps an excuse for making a challenge in my life. While approaching my goal, I began to more and more enjoy the feeling of riding free like the wind. The intensity of these feelings determined the fear to go back home after only four months journey, I then improvised a longer way back. I arrived in Edinburgh where I was supposed to stay for three days, but actually I've been there for eight months in which I worked and lived in a hostel. The following spring I took the road toward the South.

Rock and Roll!!!!!