Ask any rider and they’ll tell you: the road feels different depending on whether you’re going it alone or riding with a pack. Both have their magic. Both have their frustrations. And both can teach you a thing or two about yourself and your riding. I’m a fan of both. My first solo ride outside of the UK was 10 days in mainland Europe in 2013 (France, Italy, Switzerland, Germany & Belgium). It was exciting and nerve wracking to be on the road on my own.  The experience of riding with a...

It took less than five minutes in Morocco before I was utterly enchanted — and slightly overwhelmed. That first waft of spice and Cedar...