I do realise that it’s been almost three months since this was last updated and contrary to popular belief, the brush is very much alive and kicking though increasingly buried beneath occupational bits and pieces. In other words, work’s been keeping me busy and less inclined to wax lyrical about things in general. That’s not to say that the homecoming wasn’t good – it was great to be back with family and friends and to be in a place that’s familiar but at the same time, reaching the end of one journey reminds one of the many more that are to come. Just as Odysseus would have heaved a sigh of relief at reaching Ithaca, I did too when I arrived home but the mind continues to wander and look out towards far distant lands again.
And so I’ll spend the next couple of posts writing about another journey that was taken recently – a journey that’s been over five years in the making and has been at the back of my mind for even longer. While it’s not one that’s particularly noble or edifying, it was a journey that required a fair amount of commitment to prepare for and was certainly no walk in the park. I’m talking about my short jaunt in the Southern Hemisphere – tackling the Coast to Coast Multisport Race in New Zealand. It was a journey in the true sense of the word and I’ll allow myself to ramble on in subsequent posts about it.
So there. The journeys continue, the posts continue. Tis good to be back.