Wild camping
In a way, I do regret, that I did not wild camp. There are so many great images, showing small tents in the middle of nature. And it seems amazing. But I didn't. Here are my reasons why not:
I love a good night's sleep, I need eight hours of that. Especially when being very physically active during the day. Camping somewhere in the wilderness would have certainly given me that as well. But I was not in the wilderness, so I would have needed to hide myself, at least a bit. Maybe setting the tent up once it's dark, and leaving before it gets light again. This would have meant a lot of additional stress for me. I loved to bike until the afternoon, set up my tent, find some food, and then fall asleep, usually around 9 pm.
The other reason was that I didn't know where. That might sound stupid, but as said, I was not in the wilderness. In Italy, many roads were marked as private, and even in Scotland, there were many fences. I believe I could have crossed these and could have wild camp legally, but it felt odd.
I was on my own. I hoped to find maybe somebody to spend some days biking and camping together. Somebody who wild camped before and had experience. Somebody with whom I could handle any upcoming situation together. But I didn't.
I'm still a bit conflicted, about whether it's actually cool to wild camp. In terms of disrupting nature even more than we usually do. I would have left no trace, but still, I'm there. I might disturb animals. Many people leave traces, as well bike touring people. You see so many white paper towels in nature, not even talking about other trash. I find this incredibly annoying. There are so many official campgrounds around, at least in Europe, that I find it hard to justify that I set up my tent somewhere, specially when it's as cheap as in France
And last but not least, I was a tad scared...
That being said, it's not my last trip. I will wild camp. One day.