Canada yayaya

the Sun is shining down on me

 After telling you about all the things I lost in the last post I figured a more positive start would be appreciated. So I’ll start with a few of the things I’ve been given in the past few weeks. Besides the waves, smiles, best luck wishes and a lot of sunshine. There have been gallons of…

Rocky Mountains

A New World

You wouldn’t think that after all these years on the road I still be an unorganised chaotic mess. Unless your my mum or dad. Then it probably wouldn’t surprise you at all. The list of things I’ve forgotten/lost along the way grows again. Added this time are, a coffee filter, my bikini, a pretty japanese…

the track

This great wide yonder

I’m back! It has been a while but I’ve been very busy gaining cash & kilo’s in Ireland. Those last ones weren’t exactly necessary but it’s one of the side-effects of Guinness. Anyway, they might be of some use keeping me warm… right? I had the time to put together a little video of my previous…

midnight sun

Iceland, Ireland & the Lowlands…

Seven-and-a-half years ago a backpacker-tour came through a hostel in Derry, Northern Ireland. This is not a very unusual occurrence. Thing is Gerry, Isabel and Shirley were on this very tour. Three lovely ladies from Katanning, Australia. And I happened to work at that backpackers hostel. It’s now 4 years since I cycled into their town…

Borgarfiordur Eystri

Everything is By Chance -by Beverly Ann

One morning Beverly Ann walked through the door of Alfheimar Guesthouse in Borgarfjarðar eystri. She’s a travel storyteller from Canada. You find her at www.embracetheglobe.com She came looking for an elf-story, this is what she wrote;    Everything is By Chance The plan was to fly on Air Iceland to Egilsstaðir, a small town located in East…

A Hat Day!

About Dams, Lambs, Rams and … Summer?

I have decided to stay in Borgarfjordur Eystri for a while. Or actually, in Iceland a little longer than originally planned. Here my neighbours include elves, sheep, puffins, and hidden people.   But I still get out and ride my bike when I feel so inclined. Like a little trip to Lake Myvatn, apparently that means…

Can do!

Mini Adventures, Magic, and one Mabsoot

Sometimes you arrive in a place that you sorta kindda like a lot. And you don’t want to hurry through. I had pitched my tent on the other side of the mountain the night before in the hope to catch some Northern Lights after cycling the glorious road down from Egilsstaðir.  It was weak, but still…