The last South American pedals, big boxes and the Return to Oz
By Emma Out of the 15 days we were in Chile, we only rode 3. And not just because Chile is a narrow country with limited road access, but because […]
By Emma Out of the 15 days we were in Chile, we only rode 3. And not just because Chile is a narrow country with limited road access, but because […]
By Emma I am not much of a wine connoisseur but in Argentina you can buy a magical bottle of wine called a ‘damajuana’; it is 5 litres, so in my […]
I realized the other day that we kinda look a bit like homeless people. All of our clothes brandish their own tales of the distance we have travelled. We don’t […]
By Emma With my left shirt pocket stuffed with toilet paper and the right one filled with rocks, I feel prepared for the majority of emergencies we face daily. Toilet […]
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 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 […]
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 […]
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 […]