What's the point?

Isn't it time to get out there? Isn't the world just a little bit too safe? Gone are the days of maps and intuition, satellite maps and GPS have it all laid out for us before you leave the armchair. Cars are now programmed to respond to our every need. The world's gone mad with health and safety this and disclaimers that. Where's the sense of adventure anymore?

When things go wrong its a challenge, let them, you'll discover a whole lot more about yourself!  

For me the idea or 'organised' travel means you lack the real adventure of the place your visiting. The Mongol Rally is an excuse to say, balls to it all, lets just get out there and see what happens, it's time for adventure!

'Imagine yourself in the middle of the gargantuan Kazakh desert, your car slowly being shredded by the dirt track your map says is a motorway, completely lost hundreds of miles from civilisation with no back up crew to rescue you. Just you, your wits, your increasingly brown pants, a car that the laws of physics say shouldn't have got you past Peckham Rye and a slightly angry looking man with a pitch fork. What happens to you between London, the deserts, mountains, bandits and wilderness is anyone's guess. In a normal year just over half the teams make the finish line in one piece.' 

And the Mongol rally's philosophy...There's no support crew. If nothing goes wrong, then everything has gone wrong. You only start having fun when you break down in the desert with only a short stick and some chewing gum to fix your car. If your automobile completely lets you down and all else fails, e.g. the sky has fallen on your head, you may be able to get to Mongolia by scabbing a lift from other cars. However, you are supposed to be on an adventure not in a nursery class so if the sky does fall on your head, prop it up with a windscreen wiper and carry on.