“You must be mad” was the usual response when we told people that we were planning to spend 2 months cycling in India.  “What about the traffic, the heat, the dust, the hassle, the begging, malaria, ‘Delhi belly’…….and what about your age?”.  It is true that we are at the  north end of our 50s and we didn’t really have a plan other than to set off from Kanyakumari, the most southern tip of India, on New Year’s Day and head north. It would also be true to  say that we had some of those same underlying anxieties, but that did not deter us from flying off on a wintry December day and landing some time zones later in the soft enveloping  subtropical warmth of South India. Continue reading What is it really like cycling in India? →