Tag Archives: rtw
04
Jun
From Singapore to Chiang Mai
It’s Sunday and everyone’s out riding enduro except me. I sit in the shadowy office, trying to ignore the abandoned gecko tail on my de...
11
Apr
The Soviet Hospital
It’s time to take my stitches out, so join me for a stroll back in time to the Cold War. The cheapest hospital in Vung Tau is the Sovie...
02
Apr
Small Rant
I’m over it. It’s been one week since surgery and my tolerance for the suboptimal is going down. Cumulative frustration is starting to ...
14
Apr
Days of Kampot
I’m walking down the street in Kampot when I see my friend sitting out the front of Milano Pizza. I cross over and take the empty seat ...
09
Apr
Life’s a beach… by a river in Cambodia
I am lying on a swinging daybed beside a river, gently sautéing in my own sweat. The hot wind has pushed clouds over the mountains and ...
06
Apr
Bike ready, brain full
5.45 am, Phnom Penh, Cambodia. A comfortable studio apartment in a comfortable part of town. I try to make myself coffee using the UHT ...
18
Mar
For the love of tyres
Tyres. Good tyres are a beautiful thing. I dream of soft compounds, of steep contours, of jagged knobs that tear at the ground. And whe...
24
Feb
Yes, but did you die? (Part 1)
One, two, one, two… I count myself through each step. If you put enough of these tiny, zombie shuffles together, you’ll reach the top o...
15
Feb
Buy your own roses
Today is the exact anniversary of 5 years on the road – 15 February 2017 was the day I rode out of Sydney, never yet to return. I had i...
11
Feb
Sustainable Vagrancy
I sit in the HiVolt shop, surrounded by motorcycles and trials gear, and wait. Darkness falls and the high timbered ceilings glow with ...
04
Feb
A Time to Learn
It's six in the morning and the dawn light is bleeding into the valley, slowly, through a somnolent layer of mist. It's always peaceful...
24
Jan
Pleasure and Pain
It’s 4am and I’m disturbing the sleep of the hotel receptionists. I come downstairs, toting my laptop in the darkness with the objectiv...
22
Jan
Years of Life
I just came back from the Death Railway cemetery in Kanchanaburi. It is this beautiful, still place under a tropical sun, filled with y...
18
Jan
Risk Calculation
Today let’s talk about risk, and sweat, and tears. Now, it’s been a while since I was travelling fully loaded on the KTM: my whole life...
11
Jan
Ruins and Memories
Today’s blog post nearly didn’t happen, because I killed my computer. By dropping it down a gully? Drowning it in a rice paddy? Not eve...