Leaving Flagstaff is a good example of why planning ahead it is not a good allied of the traveller. I initially thought I would stay on Route 66 but Eva and friends convinced me to take a detour. The road down from Flagstaff to Sedona, the 89A is a sight to behold. It starts in the…
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Milestones: 20,000 (motor)
The end of North America and I reach 20,000 miles. Motorbike riding Continents: 1 (North America) Countries: 2 (Canada, United States of America) Miles so far: 28,636 miles (7,811 cycle, 20,730 motorbike, 95 hike) Climbing so far: 323,372 feet (300,923 cycle, 22,449 hike) These additional 10,000 miles on the motorbike saw me crossing the american continent east to west, north to south, south…
Joshua Tree
It was hard to leave the comfort of the west coast, San Diego has a strange comfortable quality. The Hostel was really welcoming and there was no hour of the day when I did not meet people and had interesting conversations. The one that will probably last longer in my life are a trio of…
Through Cascadia
Washington State was intense, but in a good way, now I have a few days of long riding to get myself to san Francisco where I will see a lot of friends and hopefully have a blast. To do that I have to cross the vast majority of Cascadia. The first leg gets me into…
Vancouver Island
Out of the city and back in the wilderness of Canada. Vancouver was good but now it’s off to the Island and see if all the people that told me good things about it were right. First thing, as I queue for the ferry, I meet this bunch of bikers that are going my same…
Back to Canada
Nice evening at Camp Gonzo, spending the evening with the guys and a whole other set of people was fun but it’s time to get on the road again. Heading north towards Canada now and I’ve got a bit of a gamble ahead of me. It’s late in the summer and I hope not to…
It’s too late
Early morning in Three Forks, it’s bloody cold, 3º C, and it’s seven o’clock in the morning. Eric said the sooner the better so I have to go. Eric is a guy I met at Burning Man that asked me if I wanted to to for a six day rafting trip with him and some…
Welcome home
So, the time has come, Isabella is here and performing her acrobatics in the pool, I collected the RV and we’re off. Once we pick up Cristiano from the airport it’ll be directly north to Black Rock City. It’s a long journey from Las Vega to Reno where we have to stop to pick up…
Around Vegas
Bye bye Zion, for sure it’s just farewell and not goodbye as I think this magic place will see more of me. Only a few hours move to the city where everything goes, Las Vegas. The road there is as desert as I’ve encountered so far, even the welcome to Nevada sign is in the…