The Crossing Of The Andes

‘Errrr… Faye… what in the world is THAT?!’ I am stood outside my tent, midway through brushing my teeth, when a distant rumble distracts me from a love affair with Colgate Triple Stripe. Around the mountain track in the distance, surrounded by plumes of dust and...

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...

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...
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