I started riding at 53.
Not late. Right on time.
One rider. One Meteor 350. Long roads into the mountains, with no rush to get anywhere.
Monk on Meteor is a travel log for two journeys at once: the outer one, of passes, rivers, wrong turns and roadside chai, and the inner one, of silence, solitude and the quiet lessons that only show up when you stop hurrying.
Some rides are about distance. These are about attention.