Articles
20
Jan
Starbucks Evangelist
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...
13
Jan
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...
11
Jan
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...
28
Dec
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...
15
Dec
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...
02
Dec
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...
18
Nov
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...
04
Nov
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...
03
Nov
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...
01
Nov
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 ...
28
Sep
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...
22
Sep
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...
16
Sep
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...
10
Sep
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 - ...
09
Sep
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 ...