Ships Lost At Sand

I shouldn’t be standing where I was. The young boys playing on the crumbling ships shouldn’t be there either. The rusting metal and rotted wood were not designed as climbing frames and pedestals from which to jump. There shouldn’t be seashells crunching under my every footfall. I was walking along the seabed of what used […]

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The Road From (The Gates of) Hell

The bike’s engine was hot next to my leg, the wind was whipping my hair around my face as the spiny vegetation flashed by. This was my first time on a motorbike and I was so excited. We were fly – the driver reached his hand around and grabbed my arse, then moved it down […]

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To Appear is not a Sober King

An interesting title. It was the first rule for an underground lake we’d passed earlier that day, and we found it so funny that it sort of stuck. God knows what it was meant to say, probably some dodgy Google translate about not drinking. Anyway, it’s the title of this blog because when the events […]

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Turkmenistan, As Seen Through the Passenger Window

The fluffy sheep of Dartmoor were long gone, replaced instead by hardy goats that grazed on the side of red desert rocks and camels. Yes, camels. I screamed when I saw the first herd. Camels, not in zoos, not dressed up as a tourist attraction, but wild camels, swinging their heads to watch the screaming […]

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The Other Side Of Crazy

The darkness was now thick around us now. The campsite we thought was a quick 15km drive too, turned out to be not so easy to access, even though it was close the road quickly deteriorated and soon the tarmac disappear entirely, leaving instead dirt roads littered with pot holes and great channels carved by melted […]

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A Blog For Georgia

Originally I wasn’t going to write a blog for the things we did in Georgia, I’m falling too far behind and I’m conscious that my access to Wi-Fi is about to drop rapidly. And although I do have one specific story from the mountains, the rest our time there was nowhere near as eventful. But […]

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Escaping the Rally

Van was the first place we really relaxed, and for that, it has become one of my favourite places. The road was starting to get to me, the 7 am starts every morning, followed by days packed with driving, writing, and exploring. I don’t want to sound ungrateful these are all things that I really […]

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