The proud snail – Transeurotrail Peloponnese Greece
A little red snail discovering the Peloponnese in all its beauty and glory. Some challenges here and there, a little swirl to the ground and a whole lot of nature.
A road of questions (and doubt)
Before we had time to realise it, we had been on the road for more than a month. The road had been kind to us, the weather harsh and the sun heartwarming. Most of all, it had been an emotional rollercoaster. After so many years, we had truly left everything familiar and safe behind. Was…
Sicily and the art of tailgating
The ferry from Genova to Palermo felt slightly like a haunted house on the water. The seats we had reserved for the night were airplane seats in a gloomy room, windows so dirty it was near impossible to look out over the waves. A few people were scattered about, as much on the chairs as…
Hitting the road again
It was a big day. THE big day to be rather precise! The first day of two years on the road. Sounds easy enough, yet in practice, it felt scary and overwhelming. The motorbikes loaded with what seemed way too much luggage. Clothing for summer, gear for winter, camping equipmen, and everything to prepare food…
A Cape Wrath Tale: The travelling stone – Part 1
Shaped by wind, rain, water and shimmering light, I lay here. Cona Glen (near Fort William, Scotland) has been my home for centuries. Days, weeks, months and years have gone by. My edges became a little softer. My size a little smaller. Hidden away between my friends, I saw her coming my way. A woman…
A storm of fear
It was a cold day, a muddy day and a rainy day. It was the first day of my life that I felt raw fear and knew a stupid mistake could be the end. It was the first time in my life that I felt afraid to die. We left the bothy in the early…
