The life of Trek

Based on the previous two posts by my team mates, you might be thinking that Blue Trek (aka. my one) is unsuitable for this epic journey across two countries; over mountains, through jungle and across a salt pan. While being the oldest, and possible most lovingly used bike in the group, I have no doubt that Trek will not let me, or the team down. 

Trek could not have been a much better birthday present to a 12 year boy living in Aberdeen -  a “proper” mountain bike. After a few years of splashing through muddy Scottish highland trails, Trek moved with me to Oman, where the desert dust compacted the joints, and the heat annealed the frame. During this spell Trek was stolen once (and chased after, and recovered), crashed several times, and picked up a pair of (admittedly crap) cheap tires - the kind that wear out faster than brake pads. Most recently Trek moved to Bath, where it has enjoyed an easy few years town riding, and a short holiday to Morocco. 

Now entering its 11th year, Trek is still going strong, and is raring to go for its next adventure. While some say Trek’s pannier rack is held together with string, and that it’s back wheel is about to fall off....and this is admittedly true....it will not be for long! A amazing touring upgrade will be revealed soon!