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ADVENTURE TRAVEL BOOKS
BY SAM MANICOM
Into Africa - Under Asian Skies - Distant Suns - and now...
Sam Manicom’s latest travel book takes you on a gripping rollercoaster of a two-wheeled
journey across the dramatic landscapes of Mexico, the USA and Canada.
There are canyons, cowboys, idyllic beaches, bears, mountains, Californian vineyards,
gun-toting policemen with grudges, glaciers, exploding volcanoes, dodgy border crossings
and some of the most stunning open roads that a traveller could ever wish to see.
What do the reviewers say about Sam Manicom’s books?
from
TORTILLAS to TOTEMS
ISBN: 978-0955657337
'One of the best story tellers of
adventure in the world today.'
Side Stand Up Radio - USA
World of BMW - ‘Inspirational Reading’
Motorcycle Monthly - ‘Sam Manicom’s books
are highly recommended’
London Bikers - ‘Compelling Reading’
Moto Guzzi Club - ‘Sam has the gift to describe
people and places!’
Honda Trail Bike Riders - ‘Completely engaging’
BM Riders Club - ‘Superbly entertaining’
The Road Magazine - ‘Masterful writing’
TBM – Trail Bike Magazine - ‘Truly involving
and enthralling’
The Riders Digest - ‘Technicolour descriptions’
City Bike Magazine USA - ‘Clear and unpretentious’
Motorcycle Sport and Leisure - ‘One of the world’s leading
motorcycle authors’
‘Few travel writers can conjure up sights
and smells so provocatively as Sam’
The Daily Record
TORTILLAS to TOTEMS
SIDETRACKED BY THE UNEXPECTED
me and posh people?? I
can’t help but go frightfully
English when I’m around
them).
Posh bloke with
Dalmatian on a lead helped
me up and then picked my
bike up out of the road.
Small child on the way
to school with posh lady
picked up various bits of
bike and lid that had fallen
off and handed them to me.
Posh bloke and
Dalmation then offered to
walk my bike back to my
house, which luckily wasn’t
far. All the way down we
chatted and he kept asking
if I was OK. I was walking
(limping) and felt ok, other
than being a bit achey so
when we got to the drive
way, I refused his assistance
to take me to hospital (it’s
only round the corner so I
can do that bit myself)
By now, adrenalin
was wearing off and pain
was kicking in, and I was
in a lot of pain. I made
a tearful call to HB and
left a message along the
lines of “Don’t worry, I’m
OK but I’ve really hurt
my wrist” and then broke in
to sobs.
I then rang my boss to
tell her I wasn’t coming in.
(“Hmmm… how long
do you think you’ll be
at A&E?”
“I don’t know – a few
hours I guess”
Simon Gardner
Graphic Design
I M A G I N A T I O N
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srjg@mail2web.com
“Do you want me to pick
you up in the morning?”)
Whilst waiting to see the
doctor for the results of my
X-ray, Hornet Boy turned
up. I was still feeling very
sorry for myself and was
going over it in my head,
realising that in fact, it could
have been lot worse. At
least it didn’t happen on the
main roundabout in town
– that would have been
a different story all together!
HB gave me a gentle
hug and listened to my tale
of woe.
“You’re right”, he said,
“It could have been a lot
worse… You could have
been on my bike”
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