Human beings travel.
Imagine wholesome, convenient, responsible exploration.
Imagine being there.
Getting you there.
“Here you are,
In a long, low, valley,
On a horse, under sweltering sky.
A single trail runs East to West,
As far as the eye can see.
The sheep-skin bags,
Slung low off the saddle,
Are empty.
Bandits rode into town last week,
And made off with a couple of dreams,
Now you must choose,
Which way to go,
You are the Sheriff;
The dream-catcher.”
Lavington Transport 