I’m digressing a bit from the sequence of the trip to highlight a powerful lesson in hospitality. Mother Nature has continued her challenging ways and the actions of one small guesthouse, in the middle of rural Latvia, turned a grumpy, potential complainant into one of their biggest fans. The Build Up… I’ll start the day before to give you a...
Even after 2 weeks of challenging our intestinal fortitude, the weather in Finland wasn’t done with us yet. On the day we were ready to ride out of Rovaniemi, the weather gods let us know just who was in charge of this trip. When we got up at 7am it was literally raining sideways. Accuweather was telling us it was...
The weather has been cold wet and windy interspersed with bright, sunny clear spots. That was what we’d expected. That was why we’d bought a whole heap of new warm and dry clothes. It wasn’t til the locals started passing comment on how unusually cold and wet it was that we realised we were cycling in unusually challenging conditions. Anyway,...
Tasting Palate at the Tangle Head Brewery – Albany It had been a nice break in Denmark. When we got up the sun was shining but a peek out of the kitchen window told another tale. From that vantage point you could see the next cold front moving towards us. We hurried our preparations and scooted out of town just...
Russian 4wd – Gobi Desert, Mongolia Deviating from the usual updates on what we’re doing now, I thought I’d put together a series of blogs on how we plan and “execute” an adventure. We\ve had nearly 8 years on the road (in 17) and have made a number of different choices on where we travel, who we travel with and what mode...
Two nights in a cabin in Pemberton gave us the opportunity to dry everything off and recharge our batteries (cameras/phones/computers and legs!!). As a warm and dry as it was in the cabin, outside sporadic sunshine was chased away quickly by wind and rain. We stripped and cleaned our bikes again and somehow managed to get the tent dry. In...
Finally some sunshine, Busselton, Western Australia Well, after a disastrous result in the footy finals we’d watched in Bunbury (from my perspective at least), we were ready to ship out. There was no hurry to leave early as Bussleton was only about 50kms away according to the GPS and we had plotted a path through the back roads so we didn’t...
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