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Good Curry And A Spicy Conversation, Canadian Women Cyclists Unite For Dinner In India
The Canadian flag can be hung high and proud this evening for Canadian female cyclists. 7000 miles (11000 km) from home, 5 Canadian cyclists meet by chance in a church
Tires and Tears…Have You Ever Cried On A Bicycle Tour?
With big ole tears running down my cheeks I take three deep breaths and carry Pandemic The Magic Bicycle over my head through the river current. The road has been
Booteh Call…Six Tips For The Solo Female In India
How about one kiss? Ah, no thanks man, I am all set. Sex, sex, sex? Nah, man. Rupees, rupees, rupees? What, dude, you got to be shitt’in me, right? For
The Tibetan Dance Of Tardy Technology
High up on the Ladakhi plateau at 3500 meters, I find myself lingering for the day while arranging bicycle replacements parts for Pandemic The Magic Mountain Climbing Bicycle through friends
Honk, If You Like Cycling In India
HONK, HOONNNNKKKK, HONK, HONK!!! I am positive, I now need hearing aids. Yep, I am sure of it. The growing market for hearing aids for cyclists just got one bigger.
Windows To My Doors Of Perception…India
Hello misses, yes we have a room, this way please. I climb three flights of humid rain drenched stairs while carrying Pandemic The Magic bicycle to my room.
Lahore Never A Bore…The Photo Show
The city of Lahore is never a bore My camera and spirit adamantly beckon for more Green sunrises are in bloom as
Oh Shit!
“Oh shit” RUN!!!! I hear my two friends say as we stand midst a joyous crowd of thousands of dancing, singing, honking and smiling people. I am short in a
Rapping With The Man In Pakistan
As I venture fourth in a motorcycle rickshaw my headscarf flapping free in the chaos of the flooded Lahore streets, I am oddly bouncing away. Not due the absent shocks
Call A Friend, Ask The Audience, 50/50…Who Wants To Be A Cyclist?
As I pedal up the mountainous Karakorum Highway (KKH) I am admiring the lush green hills, oh no, not again… I jam the brakes dive to the side of the
Drinking Warm Smiles While Pedaling In Pakistan
As I drift off to sleep I peer through the door of my little tent at the burning fires high on the Himalaya hills of the Hunza valley of Pakistan,
Paris Hilton Arrives In Pakistan With A Magic Bicycle
As I climb out of the desert and venture past the final community in China I begin to climb into the Kunjerab Pass. An expensive dark Chinese’s SUV arrives. I
InSANDnity
I’ll get you my pretties…what, huh, what’s that voice, did you hear that Pandemic? Is the desert wind playing tricks on me? Perhaps I have finally done my head in,
One Stone At A Time…Life Goes On In Yushu
As my shoe steps down into the mud, the rain continues, a woman stands up, raises her head from the debris pile and smiles. She looks up, a proud smiling
The Tibetan Camera Carnival
The Tibetan plateau is as alive as can be Dotted with nomads and proud people to see The Tibetans are spirited, gorgeous
Ego On The Rocks…Top 5 Bicycle Touring Buzz Kills
•There is an ego on my tail. Recently, I had the fine pleasure of pedaling for the first time in a group. One unique man decided to use me
Back In The Game
As my fingers solidify tightly around the handle bars, the muddy dirt road turns to slippery ice. Pandemics tires spin in the frigid wind like a hamster on a wheel
Perk My Pedal, The World’s Greatest Men
On my, oh la la, look at him. At times, while pedaling the world there is a shortage of snow peaked mountains and cascading rivers on which to drool. Therefore,