Follow the red gravel road…
As I left Perenjori I struggled and wondered why it all seemed so difficult. Could it be the extra wheel behind me with an extra set of panniers? Surely… I wasn’t carrying that much more… […]
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Dancing with Dingo’s
I can not think of anywhere I’d rather be, or anything I rather do then being here on my bike. How lucky is that? I’ve been on roads where cars don’t go and where I […]
Cycling Dutch Girl 