Years ago, as a young bloke full of curiosity and energy, I took off with my motorcycle and camping gear and not much else, to ride from Sydney to Perth. There were family and friends who were sure I’d meet my end and perish in the wilderness; however, I didn’t just survive the trip, I loved every minute of it, and that experience set the foundation for a lifetime of riding adventures. There have been many trips since, but it’s been a long time since I ventured across the Nullarbor. So when I found out about the annual Border Run — a get-together at Border Village on the Western Australia/South Australia border — I immediately decided to do it. It is, after all, a road trip like any other —…