Spring has turned into early summer and the weather in London swings from the traditional wet and grey to bright sun and blue sky’s (with the occasional white fluffy cloud). The best part of this time of the year are the new faces, the adventurers who come to role through the city on three, peddle powered wheels, some seek escape from the ‘boardroom’ of a future life working in an office, some for more adventure and a tiny few, who’ll build an empire. Each one of us a story unfolding, as we catch the hours, days, weeks and months, butterflies in the city’s flowing river of people and transport. Adverts will catch our eyes, windows will lead us away and people will offer promise and adventures. A season is of many shades, a game of chess, a game of chance and often a leap into the unknown.
These Bugbugs riders will be unlike any other batch and each group have the eyes of youths and the skills of hunters, I love the slow steps at the start that some make, the huge plunge a few make and the gentle unfolding of the tales, as they meet the city head on. I’m reminded of the days I started, how everything was moving lights and smells. From the spicy air in china town to the perfume rich soho, to the mix of humanity a rickshaw rider is both a passing shadow to the saviour, to the transport pimp, all adventure is open and ready to role, so I ask myself what will this year bring and my eyes are keen to see and my heart is ready to role, the roller coaster that’s this new season.