Looking at Vancouver on the map when we were in China, it seemed so close to home. The reality of riding a thousand miles in the rain at near freezing temperatures made it feel a whole lot further away. Continue Reading →
After rounding the bottom of Africa, we continued the journey up the east coast. We found barren deserts, wonders of the earth, a bit of trouble, and some waves to ride in strange places along the way.
The next moto hobo initiative is a trek to the other coastline of Eurasia, but before heading east, I aimed north. While cooking in the hot hot heat of Africa, images of tubing waves in front of snowcapped mountains at the mouths of gaping fjords had captured my imagination. Continue Reading →