Blog Index
Autonomy
When you’re a woman, there are a lot of things that you’re told you should do. Be nice; be modest; be classy. There many more things th...
Decision
I was sitting at my desk at work. It was about six thirty in the morning. I’d been at work every day for too many days straight, and at...
The Secret Brotherhood of Mechanical Aptitude
I’ve been riding dirt bikes since I was five years old. As a child, I was under strict instructions not to break the bike. If you stack...
Chasing hedonia
Hedonia – positive sensation, pleasurable feeling; a basic, sensual sort of happiness.
BikeHedonia is a reference to that feeling you g...
On getting knocked off your perch, and other intermissions
Until a couple of weeks ago, I was all gung ho and adventure prep was full steam ahead. Work wasn’t a source of joy but that just gave ...
Shakedown run
I’ve got a few more days before I have to return to reality and the sad business of earning money to pay for my trip - so I’m up in Que...
Shakedown Run – Part 2
Last time you saw me I was lounging by a pool in Brisbane. It was not half bad. Beastie spent a day or so looking fetching by the pool ...
Shakedown Run – Part 3 – Set-up lessons
After Benarkin I headed North-West to Kingaroy, because I like the name and why the hell not.
Kingaroy – roy as in roi being King, so ...
Leaving it all behind
The adventure is well on track people. I might have been a little quiet on here in virtual life, but in real life it’s been hectic.
Ho...
Garage time
I've been spending a bit of quality time in the garage with Beastie lately, kitting her out for the grand expedition. Check out her sex...
Christmas love from the Adventure Mothership
Well the day job is done for 2017 and it's time for some hardcore adventure planning at the amazing adventure mothership, also known as...
Motohobo is NOW.
Now it's just Beastie and I! I am officially an unemployed, homeless motohobo and I'm leaving town tomorrow.
I am elated.
Needless ...
Well I’m gone
Beastie and I are on the road. After days of frantic disarray, I finally had Beastie loaded like a pack mule. We trundled slowly out of...
Don’t worry dear, have a cup of tea
The first stop on my journey to where I’m going was the place I came from: I was headed into the Tinderry Mountains to say goodbye to m...