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Beautiful Sunset, Fork Required
As the sun dips onto the tropical forest roof top the street wakes up and blossoms with life. There are people barbecuing chickens over smoky medal pits, giant elderly rice
Eating Auditory Casserole for Ramadhan
It is the middle of the night and I am hungry. The sounds of ocean waves crashing closer fill my right ear. A strange medley of bugs and lizards screaming
It Ain’t Easy Being Green
As I peddle through rain drops the size of toy poodles I begin to grin. A giggly grin I haven’t felt since leaving Asia late last year. This region of
Captain Bintang
Loads more Yacht race photos are available on facebook at http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/Darwin-to-Ambon-Yacht-Race/131310083572243?v=photos&ref=ts As the dolphins jump over the bow of the boat, I stand watch with my crew member, Robert. Robert
Mad Cyclist Suffocates Bicycle
Follow the yacht race on facebook @ Darwin Ambon Yacht Race http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?eid=101476716562067&ref=ts I am feeling a little bit gangster today as I wrap the plastic and tape round and round
The Outback, Northern Territory, Australia
A very heavy, 15 kilos (33 pounds) Queensland Coastal Python, his favorite meal is dead rabbits While the sailboats bob on anchor waiting for the starting bell of the upcoming
I Have a Dirty Bottom
Darwin, Australia is a town perched high in the northern territory of Australia and home to many sailors.Sail boats freckle the harbor, rise and retreat from marina docks, bop on
DANIEL
’Daniel my brother you are older then me… Do you still feel the pain of the scars that won’t heal?…..Oh and I can see Daniel waving good-bye…..’ Elton John, 1972
The Hoe Down
Celestial The Navigator has come a couple of thousand cycle miles or so to try out her sea legs! A special thanks to the Williams family for putting one of
Low Down Below
About cameras and me and cycle touring Camera #1 I dropped in a pit toilet in Asia and yes I actually picked it up and saved all my Europe and
Freak Show at the Incognito Karmic Insect Parade
Notice the swollen eyes…shortly after the bug parade marched on my face! Incognito…notice the mark on my lower lip shortly after I extracted my bicycle peddle from my droopy swollen
Pavarotti The Musical Magic Bicycle
This evening I am sitting in my wet frosty tent crossed legged inside my sleeping bag with my bike light torch in my mouth. My rained soaked figureless gloves are
Moo moo on a midget!
How do I get out of this town? I have been through more roundabouts or circular galaxies of confusion then I can keep track of. I am starting to think
Cheers! Archive Post
I feel like an arthritic old lady at the moldy age of 37 with a humped back from years of calcium deprivation and hard work in the fields. Hard work
The Bike Shop! Every Story Starts Somewhere…
I went out the door of the bike shop with a new fancy green European bicycle. At times I am so happy about my new fancy bicycle that I convince
Rain Snot Dirt
Another rain drenched frozen booger splatters me in the face as I splash down the hill. I am dodging snot, dirt and freezing rain pellets. The late autumn rain is
The Other Butt Cheek: Mongolia
I hit a huge rocky dirt rivet in the trail and bounce right off Pandemic my magic bicycle’s seat and land on the solid steel cross bar. I think I
Perverted for Penguins
Notice the one in the back singing and playing the tuba I have temporarily renamed Pandemic my magic bicycle, Regatta the magic bicycle after the great sailing conditions the Otago