Highway 93 has led us to the Trans Canada Highway again, somewhere between Lake Louise and Banff, surely one of the most beautiful places in the Rocky Mountains. Brian and I are excited to see our friend, Nevil, and to… Read More ›
In today’s installment, Emma rides a magical unicorn through a field of butterflies and some north going Kiwis meet some south going Kiwis for some classic Seussian confusion. More or less, anyway. Back when we first started our trip. (This is sounding like a long post now, isn’t it?) Our first stop had been Overland […]
Motorcycle travelers are a close-knit bunch, relatively speaking. We share a lot of common traits – a love of beautiful places, a love of riding, and a love of good people and fellow riders. Often in our travels, friends pass… Read More ›
Our second visit during French Quarter Fest. As with last year, the french quarter fest certainly didn’t disappoint. We had a slightly bigger group with us than last year and rented a house via AirBnB that that we could all stay together. The accommodations ended up being a hair smaller …
After four days camping on a beach with not quite enough water, it was time to drive somewhere with a shower. We arrived in Ciudad Constitución ready for a nice hot shower. This didn’t eventuate, luckily they had cold water and we had a home-made hot shower packed on the roof-rack. Problem solved. We finally parted […]
We push north along the eastern coast of Argentina from San Julian to Comodoro Rivadavia. An incredibly kind local rider, Pedro, has offered us a place to stay in his home. He reached out to me a few weeks ago… Read More ›
We made it to the East Coast and New York City was in our sights! Before we left New Jersey, we picked our way through rubbish, used hypodermic needles and other delightful beach debris so that Emma could triumphantly plant her feet in the Atlantic Ocean. We weren’t sure what the deal was, but New Jersey […]
When in Rome….do whatever Romans do. And when in Mendoza, drink wine. Yes, please. Sign me up. Toby and Chloe, friends we met on the road who have a blog going – Carpe Viam – have been given a contact… Read More ›
As another year draws to a close, it’s readily apparent that our highlight of the year was the time spent with friends, both old and new. While the majority of 2014 was spent with the usual suspects, we were fortunate … Continue reading → A Year of Friends is a post from: The Next Big Adventure
The last few miles of the ride down into San Pedro de Atacama passes through some lovely moonscape that reminds me of the Badlands back home in South Dakota. Fitting since that is where you turn onto the road that… Read More ›
We spent a couple of nights in Cuenca in a hostel (well two actually…after moving from a flea bag we crashed in late one night just before dark, and then another nicer one we moved to the next morning after… Read More ›
Each country I cross into on my way south has seemed greener, more humid and more “jungle”-ish than the last. Panama is no exception. It’s beautiful and the roads are great. The highway is 4 lanes in some places and… Read More ›
Each country I cross into on my way south has seemed greener, more humid and more “jungle”-ish than the last. Panama is no exception. It’s beautiful and the roads are great. The highway is 4 lanes in some places and… Read More ›
Victoria and Jason had promised me that some beach time was ahead, but first we had to finish crossing Cerro de la Muerte. They said the Pacific Ocean and the sandy goodness that I love so much was somewhere close by, but it sure didn’t seem that way. We spent our next morning on my [...]
After three years of saving and planning (probably not quite enough of either) the day finally came to leave on our journey. In the weeks leading up to this it was time to say goodbye, to friends, family, pets, places and all things familiar. The first big transition was leaving our jobs, I’ve worked in […]
This has been a very special week, because Milo and I have gotten to meet Juan’s family and friends from his hometown, Punta Alta, in the southernmost reaches of the Buenos Aires province. After living as a transplant among so… Read more →
It is hovering around a hundred degrees this week. Spending Christmas in hot weather is even weirder than spending Christmas alone. Growing up in the Midwest, my brothers and I would complain if there wasn’t at least a foot of… Read more →