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…
After sticking to roads for about three weeks I had the urge to get out, find a dirt track and see what else there is on Hokkaido. According to my logic there had to be a track where I saw a river and a railway line on my map. I was right. Almost. In most…
Last year on my ride around the South Island I ran out of time to cycle the Molesworth. So this remote high country station road was on the top of my list for this year. One slight inconvenience is that the road closes 8 months a year. 2 out of 3 days a year they…
I don’t like rain. Some people might say coming to NZ in autumn might not be the brightest idea. But I have been very lucky with the weather these past few months. I had lots of clear sunny days and if it did rain good things happened. Like the lady who found me at the…
After staying in far North Queensland for way too long the best plan of attack was to get back to Brisbane before my ship sailed. But having cycled up the whole way I decided a different form of transport was to be taken back down. Part of the way anyway. This is where Adrian came…
It was a bit of a climb out of Cromwell. It was only the next morning, when I reached the top of Dufflers Saddle, that I realized I’d just cycled up the highest public road in New Zealand. Well, that explains that then. I had a pretty good campsite that first evening. Just as…
You can’t accuse me of being fast. Never have been. Never will be. But after two years skimming around the edges and occasionaly fluttering inland I’ve finally managed to cross this country East to West. Yay! This brings my grand total to about 50.000km. Not that I’m counting… The last 2000km I’ve been cycling with Stuart and…
