In September 1991, four friends pedalled into Hungary with optimism in their panniers, homemade shorts, and guidebooks that were more misleading than helpful. What followed was two weeks of accidents, border huts, wine cellars, and decisions that appeared less brilliant the morning after. There was Tricky, the calm fixer who never travelled without string and a raised eyebrow. Dave, the Mancunian powerhouse who could drink, crash, and bounce back faster than anyone else. Gav, the walking library of maps, always prepared, occasionally overloaded, but never dull. And me, Bob, the dry observer who turned their chaos into story. Boys on Bicycles is a travelogue with bruises, a comedy with handlebars, and a time capsule of Central Europe shaking off Communism while four young men grappled with adulthood. It’s about friendship, mishap, and the odd kind of clarity that comes when your legs ache, you’re a little lost, and your only real job is to reach the next town and find a bed. This is a colour paperback edition with original photographs and other paraphernalia images at the end of each chapter.