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Fueled by special edition quail-egged bakso, I threw myself into the next set of twisties with more enthusiasm than prudent. It was a n...
You may only eat the good bakso
I rode into Java with an afternoon storm looming above me. Riding out of the port, I turned left onto the south coast road: Java labour...
Public Service Announcement
If you're wondering how I got into this mess, you can now find out - because I have repaired the broken links on my Blog Index page. So...
The end of Bali
When I left Amed, I was forcing myself to get back on the road. I remembered the rather fierce, equanimous woman I had been a year earl...
Life continues
For a long time I am unbalanced, clumsy with distress. I can't ride. Beastie waits patiently.
I rent a large empty villa with a leaking...
A million pieces
We're not going to talk about what happened in Bali.
If you've been following this blog attentively, you might have noticed that the ti...
19.5 Hours
Nineteen and a half hours. That's how long it takes to ride across three islands, from Lakey Peak to an airport in Bali.
Months earlier...
Surfers; chill
I stayed in Lakey Peak for five days, just chilling beside the sea. I talked to the surfers, I wrote. I scabbed some beer. I ate coconu...
Where the road ends
The next day I got my act together and headed out of town. The sun was shining, and I was making for a place called Lakey Peak. Someone...
Resumed
Been quiet for a while. Not dead though. Let me pick up again where I left off - Sumbawa.
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The next day I slept late, too late to ...
Sumbawa
The ferry out of Labuan Bajo leaves around 9 or 10 in the morning; I'm at the dock by 7.30am and Beastie's loaded on the boat - chillin...
Tourist Town
From Riung I took the easy road to Labuan Bajo - through Ruteng, where I rode into a massive storm, and then onto Flores' main ribbon o...
Just be normal
I liked Reo. It's a totally, totally ordinary town. Built between the river and a decent sized commercial port, it's dusty and importan...
Lessons from the Road
Lesson 1: Never try to keep up with the locals.
They know things you don't.
So we've just finished fanging through the dirt section - ...
Ten foot tall and bulletproof
The day I left Riung, I wasn't feeling like a superhero. On the contrary, I felt headachey and clumsy with the lingering aftertaste of ...