“The total group could be spread out over 40 to 50km, hours in fact, and it wasn’t unusual to bump into a party of five or six taking a break or working out a path to cross a tricky creek” If you think adventure riding is a cruel, lonely, punishing and sadomasochistic pursuit, and you like it, then the TransTerra is for you. For an escorted, planned and professionally organised event, the 2015 TransTerra didn’t fail to challenge the most hardened of adventure riders on every single day.
There were spills, breaks, dust, hail, torrential rain that brought out mud that would have almost stopped an international enduro event. We had ambulances, hyporthermia and the biggest chicken parma I’ve ever seen. There was the odd helicopter and a few frazzled…