Off road, gut instincts and aint no stopping us now
By Emma. It’s amazing how quickly 900km of trouble free riding vanishes from the radar when you blow the side wall on a brand new tyre, re-start the spoke breaking […]
By Emma. It’s amazing how quickly 900km of trouble free riding vanishes from the radar when you blow the side wall on a brand new tyre, re-start the spoke breaking […]
By Emma This excellent news just in – Falkor seems to be back on track! Whoohoo and Phew! We want to shout it out loud, but sceptisim and a little […]
By Emma I couldn’t feel my hands. I wasn’t sure if it was because of the freezing cold or because of the tandem death grip; one hand on Falkor’s […]
By Emma I think I am having a break-down. I keep hearing myself thinking ‘I don’t think I can do this.’ And by ‘this’, I am talking about finishing the […]
By Emma With the Southern Cross watching over us, it feels as though we are treading closer to familiar territory. It’s strangely comforting to have these friendly stars blinking at […]
By Emma (WARNING, this is not your usual blog) The mind is a powerful place. If you can’t control it, your body is at the mercy of your fears with […]
By Emma I am not a very good sailor. Seasickness and me, we unite swiftly and embrace antisocial behavior with an abruptness that cannot be captured with the naked eye. […]
It was around 10.30pm on our last night in Panama when we got an email that changed everything. We were staying in a very cheap hotel and had everything packed […]
By Emma I have a problem with numbers. Lots of zeros simply confuse me. And to make matters worse, the word for ‘thousand’ in Spanish is ‘mil’. So when you […]
By Emma The term ‘come down’ is associated with an intense feeling of elation and the sudden loss of it. That’s how it was for us cycling away from the […]
By Emma: People often ask us “how do you plan your routes?” And I have to admit, I have very little to do with this part of our journey. Its […]
I wish I could take photos with my eyes. If I could capture even 5% of what we see from our bike simply by blinking, the feast of images we […]
By Emma We made it. But perhaps only just. Three weeks was too long in Cuba. We realised that we had some hidden expectations, which are always tricky to meet. […]
Wind farming, free camping and an uphill battle By Emma We rode for 9 straight days to get to San Cristobal. Leaving Puerto Escondido on Jan 16th, the journey of […]