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*** BoB retired from Big Trip life at Brindisi on Day 94 *** Let me take you back to our fateful test ride round the streets of Darlington last summer. The bikes were fully loaded and we were expecting our thoroughbreds to lose a bit of their zip. Imagine my surprise when SoS was transformed, not into a carthorse but a skittish donkey of the sort normally confined to Redcar beach.
With bags piled high my bike had developed a terrifying back-end shimmy and, as anyone who has ignored sage holiday advice and drunk the water will attest, it ain't much fun. Our problem was clarified when a passing physicist pointed out that we were suffering from a high centre of gravity. Looking back I think he was just being kind after spotting the pannier which contained the group stages of the battle to find literature's heaviest novel.
The options were clear - lighten the load further or increase our carrying capacity. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you BoB...
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