As the calendar flipped ever closer to the end of March, I felt an almost insatiable need for a temporary respite from the unyielding rhythm of my day-to-day life. Work had become increasingly demanding, and my family obligations seemed to grow with each passing day. With the month quickly coming to a close, I knew it was time to embark on an overnight Microadventure.
Inspiration struck during Alistair Humphreys’ recent talk at the National Outdoor Expo. As he shared tales of his ambitious undertaking to explore every grid square on his local 25k map, I couldn’t help but feel a spark of excitement. Eager to discover a new location for this month’s microadventure, I pored over my own map, searching for undiscovered bridleways that snaked through access land, woodland, or any spot that might make for an ideal picnic setting.
The night before my journey, I carefully packed my gear and readied my trusted gravel bike, anticipation growing for the adventure that lay ahead. As I traversed the varied terrain, I stumbled upon a section of a byway open to all traffic. Unfortunately, the once-pristine path had suffered from the harsh impact of off-road vehicles, leaving it battered and eroded.
Undaunted, I pressed on in the dark, even as I slipped from my bike and bruised both my body and my pride. I was determined to reach my bivvy spot, and the promise of the unknown spurred me forward.
When I finally arrived for my over night picnic sleeping in my bivvy, I was greeted by a truly picturesque scene complete with a stunning, star-filled sky stretching out above me. The gentle patter of light rain provided a soothing soundtrack as I settled in for the evening, cocooned in my bivvy. A sense of tranquility washed over me, offering a welcome reprieve from the chaos of my everyday life. In the silence of the night, I found a moment of calm that I hadn’t experienced in what felt like an eternity.
As morning light crept over the horizon, I awoke feeling rejuvenated and eager to tackle the day ahead. The return journey, though windy, was a lovely ride that provided ample time for reflection. With each pedal stroke, I contemplated the beauty and simplicity of my Microadventure, and how it had allowed me to momentarily escape the pressures of the world.
Back home, I found myself reinvigorated and ready to dive back into the demands of work and family life. The memory of my late March Microadventure remained with me, serving as a reminder that sometimes, all we need is a brief foray into the unknown to reconnect with the wonders of the world around us.
I encourage you to embark on your own Microadventures. Whether it’s a late-night walk or an overnight escape into the wilderness, there’s something truly magical about stepping out of your comfort zone and embracing the beauty of the world that lies just beyond your doorstep.
