I picked up this book (and read it) years ago. Very recently, I decided to embark on my most challenging bicycle adventure yet (I'm in the early stages of planning), and I felt I should re-visit Gill's account of his journey from Alaska to Patagonia. I'm glad that I did. Gill's book is a true gem in the adventure travels niche; he manages to share the entire enchilada of what long-distance cycling entails: We participate in his joys, his pains, his enlightenments (including those about himself), his angers, his inspirations, and his learnings along the way. Gill is very outspoken about the downsides - including the downsides of his tortured downside - of long-distance cycling, while dragging along 200 pounds of dead weight. This isn't a romantic adventure, but it is a gritty task that more than once brings him to the brink of giving up.
Gills sense of observation is marvelous, and his writing is exquisite; he surely has a great way with words. Granted, his descriptions of the backseat companions he picks up along the way are rather short and less insightful than the descriptions of countries and cities and towns and countrysides he passes, however, something's gotta give in the task of trying to squeeze the adventures of 2 years and many different environments into about 300 pages, and I think Gill does a fine job in distilling the essence of his experience into this book and balancing the different aspects of what needs to be shared with the readers. Overall, this is a wonderful - and wonderfully honest - travel memoir that I have thoroughly enjoyed both times I've read it.