'You May Not Enter Argentina!'

‘You do not have the correct stamp in your passport. You may not enter Argentina.’ The day started in splendid style, we leave our riverside camp spot and begin the rubble-tastic slog up and over the 2,500 metre Paso de Vergara. The borders here tend to happen...

A Return To The Wild

It’s our third day back on the road and we unzip our tents to find that the skies are still shrouded in a murky smoke-filled haze. It’s a hot and humid morning and both of us confess that we’re finding it hard to get going. There’s an...

Sleepless Nights And Sex Noises

“McNuff! There are four boys in our room, and they smell!” It’s 10pm and I’m making my way home across the city of Santiago, when a message from Faye pops up on my phone. I’ve just left a lovely wine and bolognese session with one of my best friend’s Emma. Emma is...

False Hope and Unexpected Cake

It was a day of false hope and unexpected cake. When staring down the barrel of seven hours in the saddle, I break the day into manageable chunks – looking ahead to the next turn off, the next town, or if we’re lucky: the next shop and cold Fanta hit. Yes, my...