Even when I’m racing, I consider myself a traveller on a bicycle. I was born during the commie era, on September 17, 1980. Since I was little, I was into orienteering, but after troubles with my back, I had to look for something else, so I tried MTB, as an amateur. Over time, I gravitated towards longer tracks, which I see as more sensible.
My first long bikepacking trip was Loudání 2016. Before that, I was riding shorter ranges, so I was very nervous. The most important thing to me then was to finish the race, which I managed, which prompted me to seek this mode of travel from there on.
For me, personally, bikepacking is an escape from my every-day reality, towards freedom and chance meetings with like-minded enthusiasts. Even if the path is set, you wouldn’t know where you will sleep, what you will eat, or what technical difficulties you will have to overcome.
While bikepacking, it was very helpful to me to find out that you don’t need to rush. You won’t miss anything and it doesn’t matter if you reach the finish line one or more hours or days later. I found out that some problems I used to stress and be nervous about are better solved calmly, without unneeded tension, which applies in both the ordinary family life, and travel.
I am drawn to countries such as Albania, Romania, or Italy, where I would love to ride the Italy Divide track with my family. I consider it one of the most picturesque routes I’ve ever traveled.
I strive for my son (and my whole family) to have a positive outlook on cycling, without forcing him into anything. That’s why I support any sports and activities he is interested in.