Finding my way home

From Port Lincoln I continued up and around the coast popping into the various settlements along the way.  It amazed me the number of these little towns on my trip that had quite prominent murals painted on walls.   In endurance riding circles Horrocks pass is the welcome to the east, the first set of true…

Heading east – part 2

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…

Weekend ride in the mountains

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…