Sarah: Afterwords
“Thank you”. The word feels awkward in my mouth, shape and sound all wrong, I´m choking back the much more …
“Thank you”. The word feels awkward in my mouth, shape and sound all wrong, I´m choking back the much more …
The limbo of travel by plane and other things mechanised. In contrast to over-busy day-to-dayness, this ‘in between’ with its …
If travel were to be reduced to a tick-list, we would be at risk of falling off the bottom. Torres …
Much mention is made of the wind in these parts. We are told that we are lucky (well-judged, we thought) …
The focus of a fair amount of reckoning, and not a little agitating – the boat, track, boat crossing back …
With just over 2 weeks to go before we head back to Australia at the end of our meander down …
Pinochet’s 1980s effort to link fjord and mountain divided communities far from the hub of Santiago – the Carretera Austral …
Our journey thus far has been largely just us. The meetings with others of our disparate ciclista clan have been …
“Is it camp-o’clock yet?” “I reckon.” Well my backside reckons, anyway. I’ve been counting down for the past 2 hours. …
Time and distance are rolling on. In a strange melting of distinctions, the days have become loosened and flow together …
I want to be on a journey with no destination and no time limit. It started out that way, more …
A vehicle slows alongside me, maybe a car, maybe a motorbike. Oh no, please PLEASE don’t stop and talk to …
We’re back on the move again – by bicycle still, and although I still expect it to be the same …
Fresh from the bike shop, where we have had to buy a new hub for me and a new bottom …
We’re not really doing all that well at working out what happens next – give up, try to source a …