I hitch-hiked and lived on the road from 1978-1983 mostly around the Mediterranean.

Things changed around that time: harder to hitch hike and find temporary work, so I semi settled down in Sweden in 1984 and decided to bicycle tour.

First tour 1985, Gothenburg to Barcelona. I simply strapped my small rucksack, sleeping bag and guitar to a 5-speed (positron) Monark bike with plastic pedals and rode barefoot all the way.

oh, did I mention that some people might describe me as a hippy?

For all those years, I didn’t have a tent or sleeping pad, just a sleeping bag and a sheet of plastic to lie on and wrap myself in if it rained. No stove either. I lived more or less on bread and cheese. Never went to a campsite, just slept under the stars wherever I was.

I could fix a flat when I started out, then learnt the rest as I went along.

All through the years of hitch-hiking, then bicycling, I have met so many wonderful people, some that have defined my life.