A Wild Hare

ONE THOUGHT, TWO THOUGHT, RED THOUGHT, BLUE THOUGHT

OK, not one thought but several, sequentially and although slow to gel, they are becoming an idea. That's usually when I get in trouble; when I start thinking....

It's more like a wild hare. This is how most of my adventures begin. Not being much of a planner, I just sort of go.

One bicycle, one woman, one continent.

Australia.

I'll keep you posted.