A friend of mine once told me ´the reason you get to cycle around the world is because you have a team of angels with

Ah fuckity” I say out loud into the frosty Patagonian air. My gortex gloved hands grasp the frigid wobbling handlebars. The mighty force of the

If I ever get on a sailboat like that again for 6 weeks with three smelly boys to cross the Atlantic ocean please feel free

The words burst out of my greasy salting lips as my huge smiling eyes focus through the thick morning glare. A maze of obstacles appear

The glimmering glow of a half moon creates shadows through the iridescent red glow of our head lamps.Six of us, all who have arrived on

I was wearing full condom holding AK 47 in Poland military” Frederyk explains as he motions his calloused hands to his torso, his veteran guitar

Frederyk shouts through a chorus of laughter. His Polish accent is as thick as his sense of humor. Droplets of salty spray from Wavis Bay

  Heat radiates off the blackened tar road as the 40/104 c/f days begin to melt into a timeless collage of pushing the pedals. I

Tell a friend you are going to cycle the length of Africa and their response will most likely range from planning your funeral to calling

Safari-“an expedition to observe animals in their natural habitat” Grandiose visions of wildlife, migrating wilder beast, roaring lions and galloping giraffe filled my gleeful mind