Getting back to the hostel in Halifax had sort of a get back home feel, one should not underestimate the sense of homelessness that the nomad life can bring upon people that have been raised in a traditional home-school-work-home fashion. The fact that some familiar faces were there too made it all the better. I…
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Lighthouse to Evangeline
And so it starts, bike packed and ready to go. I’m going to be back to Halifax at the end of the week as I have the first service booked at the dealership. I guess it’s a sort of slow start for a trip that from this end, looks like it’s going to last an…
Halifax landing
Halifax, Nova Scotia. There is a small shack on the seafront that actually sells T-Shirts with the writing New Scotland and a sign that says Nova Scotia in latin means new Scotland. This, I suspect like many other Scots before, is my port of entrance to Canada. If first impressions are to be trusted, this…
Iceland
So, I first realised that going from Glasgow to Halifax was possibly cheaper if a stopover in Iceland was added. This grew into a “what about if I stop in Iceland for a week? Never been there”, and then, when I realise that various other reasons were going to keep me in Glasgow till nearly…
Interior Profundo
Time to leave Tigre and all the fun I had with Violeta and her super friends. For a change I have the good fortune that the ferry from Tigre to Carmelo, in Uruguay, and the follow on coach to Montevideo is the most cost effective way to get to Mvd. The sail is rather easy…
Milestones: 8000 Miles
Eight thousand miles, a milestone earned on one continents but with a twist. I will be leaving the bicycle for a time after this trip and get on combination of motorbike and hiking so I am faced with a dilemma, how to account for this in the counter? I have decided to add the motorbike and…
That Sydney feeling
Quite good fun in Bariloche, met so many cool people, some on the middle of their stay, some on the end, some on foot, some on bike and some like me cycling around. The traveling circus is really full of great people, special, unbound and so very detached from all those things that appear to…
El pueblo de la locura
El Calafate is a funny place, it does not resembles anywhere else I saw in Argentina before. In fact it reminds me a little bit of Queenstown in New Zealand. As I get into town I see many shops advertising all sort of weird and wacky adventure experiences. After I get all my ducks in…
A Puerto Natales
And here we go again. After adding to my ever increasing number of contact another two, Clelia, a really cool Italian hiker, and Ramon, the owner of a bicycle shop from Barcelona, it’s time to start the ride north hoping for temperature increase and dry weather. The road out of Punta Arenas is less than…
Punta Arenas
So it’s time to leave Ushuaia. I am not going to get a boat to Punta Arenas but neither I’m going to pedal over my steps all the way so I’m on a bus. Luck wants that I am joined by a very nice companion in my travels and then eventually by a second, but…