The meaning behind our mornings (1,200 words). Continue reading
We caught a ride with a truck on our first day cycling south from Zambia into northern Zimbabwe. The why and how, here (1,500 words).
Me: “Meh, Maputo” Maputo: “Whatever.” Me: “Never want to leave!” Maputo: “Whatever.” (1,100 words).
I explain why and how I’m updating my expectations of cycling in—and around—parks and reserves throughout East Africa (2,400 words). Continue reading
What happened when we cycled at snail’s pace and said yes to everything one winter day in central Kyrgyzstan (2,300 words). Continue reading
When “Uganda” and “food” are put together in a sentence, it’s usually to talk about green bananas or rolex. I share fond memories of other Ugandan starches that filled me up while we cycled through (1,900 words). Continue reading
Generally I narrate my life story back to myself with me as a protagonist. But if everyone’s doing that, the people we meet on the road may cast me as the idiot, the callous foreigner, the terror. They might even have good reasons to do so (1,400 words). Continue reading
Other people travelling by bicycle that I’ve been lucky to meet over the last few years. Continue reading
I share what I learned last year that influenced my plans for writing this blog in 2018. I address voice, post frequency, videos, photos and of course: what I’ll be writing about, and why (1,500 words). Continue reading
During summer, autumn and winter 2015 I visited Georgia twice on my bicycle. These photos are my attempt to show why I enjoyed my time there. Continue reading