There’s something very beautiful about the Nullabor. Many just see the long drag that you have to take when going across the country. However, it isn’t like that. The landscape and vegetation changes many times as you move through the countryside, often with little or no transition. Trees, no trees, scrub, plains, rolling hills. And…
Waking up to the sound of the ocean is very calming, in fact it made it hard to get going at all. It wasn’t helped by taking my cereal and coffee to the top of the dune and sitting and contemplating the world. Then with my tent still wet from the night’s dew I went…
After the intensity of the first two days of this trip, followed by my brother-in-laws wedding in Albany I am now casually making my way back home. The plan is to head to the south west tip of Australia then travel as far north as Geraldton then go inland and down to Kalgoolie and head…
The motorcycle community like all communities is made up of a wide range of different sub cultures. There’s the sports bike riders with their fast sports bikes and often bright leathers; the tourers with huge heavy bikes complete with surround sound and arm rests for the pillion; the adventure riders with big tall bikes and…
Riding through the countryside the other weekend, through the fog as it burns off in the morning sun, past the hundreds of birds as they take flight, and through main streets of small country towns that time has forgotten. Do car drivers see this? Do they feel the towns they pass through? Or are they…
this has taken a few days to get to … I’m not sure where that time has gone but our time exploring Hawaii’s Big Island is over. While we haven’t had much of a chance to just sit we have taken an awful lot in in our time here. The Big Island has something for…
There’s something empowering about riding alone. Setting you’re own schedule, changing plans on the fly, not having to come to consensus on decisions, and overcoming obsticles as they arise. Don’t get me wrong, hanging out in a group is good but you have a lot of different issues to contend with. Maybe its the introvert…
A few months ago I saw a story about a British Mad Max fan who moved his Mad Max collection to Silverton, about 30km out of Broken Hill. So my plan had to incorporate a trip out to Silverton to have a look at the museum. What made it even better was the owner is…
Coober Pedy welcomed me with another great start to the day and another great sunrise. Today is more heading south and with that I am joined by my riding buddy. Together we ride across South Australia. Past the wide open pasture lands and past the various lakes that I will need to look up the…
I woke up early this morning to cars and bikes leaving. I lay there contemplating all the traffic so early and then it hit me. Sunrise viewing.! I lay there some more. More cars leave. It’s only sunrise after all and I did see the sunset over the rock last night. I do need to…
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