When travelling by motorcycle everyone expects the worst to happen one day, right? Yet sometimes, it’s the tiny, stupid surprises that screw you over. We had spent an amazing few days discovering Argentina’s Wild West, filling our lungs with dust and our boots with sand when disaster struck. Not on the bike, not on the…
From far away she lures me in, urging me to follow her curves down south. Leaving Puerto Montt behind, her lush green curls cover the mountain tops. While riding across the coastline, mist dances above the waves as if to warn me about the mysteries of the South. After taking the ferry from La Arena,…
Leaving Greece behind, a road of surprises lay ahead, with each country more beautiful than the one before. Visiting North-Macedonia felt like discovering a hidden gem. Although we spent less than two weeks there, it quickly became clear that cities buzzed with life and nature was simply magnificent. Bustling fruit and vegetable markets decorated the…
With a little delay, we say goodbye to Greece that made us sweat, laugh and enjoy.
It was a day like many other days before, or, like none at all. A cheeky day. A day filled with blue. A day with a smile in my heart. We had reached the Greek shores, and, together with the waves slowly rolling towards us, a peacefullness started to take over our day to day…
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…
They woke up at 6am. Because of the cold they decided to have breakfast in the tent one last time. By 8pm they had packed up their gear and headed across the beach towards the cliffs between them and their final destination, the Cape Wrath lighthouse they had been watching last night. The outflow of…
My hiking friends started to realise that this time they might just make it all the way to Cape Wrath. Although they did not dare hope too much. On such a hike things can take a turn for the worst at any time. A storm coming in when high up in the mountains, a stupid…
The next hiking day was an easy one: to Inverlael and then on to Ullapool. It was a cloudy morning with a few showers, but the short climb upwards from Shenavall bothy is one not to be missed. In no time the bothy seemed no bigger than a big rock with a roof on top….