Deliveroo are the answer to your sponsorship!

So, you’re going on that adventure, that challenge but looking at social media at those big amazing sponsored adventurer athletes or extreme sports people your thinking “I need me some sponsor action, free kit, a bit of this, some of that”

Now I’ve been asked heaps about how to approach, ask and gain sponsors. And my reply will almost likely be

go get a second job to pay for the stuff you need, you’ll spend days and weeks trying to get something, plough that time into something you’ll get a real return on”

What’s made me write this post/article? Pressure of returning what you tell sponsors you’re going to do in return for what you’ll give them in return.. In return? Yes in return, this is an exchange of items for your time, effort and production of content. Now for me I get het up with the thought of not giving back what I’ve said I’ll deliver, it really knocks me, but maybe you’re different.

I still have a wee niggle of that non delivery, being given something which made my trip a success straight hands down, without it I’d have not gone on the trip or finished it…

And don’t be scared to walkway from something if you feel you’re being asked for too much in return! I’ve walked away from working with a company on a project simply because what I was being offered just wasn’t worth it. For what I’d have been given for what I gave in return wasn’t worth the hassle, time or effort. So I kindly said exactly that and parted ways….

Saving money on adventures:

It’s often a killer for any trip, not being able to afford the kit for the trip you want to do. I’m a Ebay devotee, in fact I’ve still got and use weekly second/third hand clothes, tents and a few bikes too in my day, seriously ten years without a new bike at one point! (Feel the pain, it’s deep real deep!)

Also ask friends, check second hand shops and tip’s (refuse centre if your posh) they now days have shops with the odd cheeky bargin in too! And don’t forget, if you’re going abroad clothes and stuff can be cheaper, pack light and buy as and when you need, you’ll find you can get away without having bits in the first place!

Kit reviews:

A interesting idea, I’ve done a couple and its ok until you get stuff that’s just rubbish but you’ve got to write about it then rely on it during the trip! Again time & effort could be spent better somewhere else, its not a great feeling having a full time job, planning a big adventure and having gear review/blog deadlines AND having to train to the trip too!

Borrowing kit:

A sure fire way to ensure you can try and do something you might not always do or use on a regular basis, just be careful of not becoming “that person” that is always “Can I borrow” and don’t forget this is someone else’s gear, your use will wear it out eventually so give them a little something in return


Ok, ok so I’m still going down the route of gear sponsors for a trip:

So, I’ve still not persuaded you away from hustling and trying to get free gear or some sweet deal? Seriously? Ok, so have you looked at just who you’ll be pitching too, no? Take a look at the company what media are they putting out, what’s the feel of the store, their branding and does what you’re doing fit with all of this….

Why the hell should or would they be interested, why you, what’s the special thing or USP that’ll make it happen!

I had an epiphany the other day about this post, if you want to train, get fit and earn money so to not have to deal with sponsor demands, wasted time and such like then get a part time job with Deliveroo! Seriously, you’ll be fitter (on a bike), earning money and you can even film some of it for editing skills training!


So, to round it up, if you want to get sponsored, to wear a brand and be associated have demands that take 15 hours to do for that £100 product (aid to work out hourly rate) have to stop and post, share and make sure you take photos mid challenge or journey, THEN:


Get a job at Deliveroo to get you fit riding a bike and earning money to buy what you need and not worry about the perfect spot for a picture or getting reception to post/like/share/retweet/blog/follow/engage anything. Or if you cannot afford it just don’t take it, obviously unless it’s a key piece of equipment, I mean I’d love to row around Britain but without the boat bit I might not manage it!!

This post didn’t really turn out how I’d planned, but it’s written it’s a weird conclusion but, if you make it this far question this, (take a deep breath and sit down) Deliveroo are a global business, could you cycle around the world as a Deliveroo bike person earning money as you go.

BOOM, I’ll leave this here..

Adventure Awaits

I am dam straight up excited!

Friday 29th I’ll be traveling to the end of the country to take on an un tried route. I’m not quite sure the distance as of now.



What I can tell you is it’ll be to raise money and awareness for the Youth Adventure Trust , if you’d like to join me for some time on my journey please drop me a message on my contact page.

I look forward to telling you all more in the coming weeks, stay safe. And do what you’d like to tell people about in a years time sat around the dinner table.

Nothing can resist a will that will stake it’s existence for it’s fulfilment”


I worked for a good number of my 20’s in a beer distribution warehouse, biggest in Europe as it happens. it was physical, tough environment possibly moulded me a little to who I am now.

Because I was young and strong I worked in the “empties yard” the god awful place, lowest of the low. It was outside, all day. My specific task, unstacking “lifts” (18 kegs) from a mish mash of incorrect into their respective correct stack. They weighed 10-12kg empty, my section was tennis court size in a U shape, the fork lift drivers (best of the lowest) took these stacks off the lorries violently dropped them down in front of me, I, placed each keg in its respective pile which was dependent on the banding on the keg, on a good day I’d get through 3-4000 kegs manually by hand.

This was a horrid horrid job, I was scum. But to me it was a challenge, the challenge of keeping up with the three fork lift drivers as they bombarded me with kegs after kegs all day long, they loved it before long my fitness was sensational I carried one keg in each hand, then one in each hand and kick one along the floor. Then two in one had and so on and so fourth into I could carry two in each hand (25kg each hand) and kick one along the floor, whilst wearing steel toe capt boots….

Everyone hated this job, our team consisted of 8 people, Paul the lorry Opener (now dead) Les, Tim & Chris the fork lift team (cool people) the bottle guy (Garry), he stacked up empty bottle crates, me stacking the 9’s & 11’s, Joe who did the 22’s & 36’s these were much larger but required little work just a straightening up mostly, then Jon, the guy who took the completed empty keg stacks away.

We were a team, until it came to me on my section, I got left always. My section would build up there were 50% more kegs that required sorting by hand, if my section built up so much, everyone would stop and just simply wait, or if it was raining they would go inside and leave me outside on my own whilst I finished, even in the snow, the depths of winter when being snowed on and lifting freezing steel containers that mostly have frozen beer in (sorry, memories). Looking back it’s what’s made me so bloody minded and I wouldn’t say I’m tough, but certainly somewhat physically stubborn…

Anyway, Same Old Faces. Les bless him, a cockney chap, proper cockney gold tooth, apples & pares the whole shebang! He was battered in his mid 50’s had a real hard life, I didn’t begrudge working hard whilst he chilled on the fork lift, I’ve always been a grafter like that. Anyway, he used to stop every now and then and simply say “same old faces” laugh in a tone which could be considered a cough and drive off. It took me a few years, but I got it, nothing changed in the empties yard, nothing. No one helped one another even though we had an overall goal for each day we were individual in how we completed in…

This grated me, but the lesson was learnt. Same old faces, same people, same jobs nothing changed. Just going about each and every day waiting for the end of it, so they could simply start it over again, over and over year after year. I guess this was a long post about a lesson I spent too long learning, have a look around you, how many same old faces do you see?
Maybe you’re the same old face?

Maybe you don’t want to move on, see something new. But for changes sake make it happen whilst you have the choice and the chance….