Back to the mountains, to the beginning

My route planning in Morocco has me thinking about the beginning, the end, the pause, the here and now, the far away.

Thirty three kilometres in Kyrgyzstan

What happened when we cycled at snail’s pace and said yes to everything one winter day in central Kyrgyzstan (2,300 … More

Generally I narrate my life story back to myself with me as a protagonist. But if everyone’s doing that, the … More

My approaches with dogs during bicycle travel, based on my experiences in Kyrgyzstan, Georgia and Turkey (1,400 words).

For the last year or so I’ve ended up keeping my intentions of travelling westward, overland and primarily alone. The … More

Truly, the Maitian Hostel threw me in front of individuals who were to change the course of the journey I … More

Dear Reader, A riddle: What do a barn piled with hay, a field nearby a police checkpoint and a stretch … More

Well. Truth be told, the biggest hesitation I had about strapping my backpack to the back of my bicycle was … More

The late afternoon rain had started as the driver dumped us and our bags at the restaurant by the road. … More

Sometimes, plans change – I’m on a bike now!