14,000+ miles. 
18 countries. 
One Lone Rucksack. 


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Lone Rucksack documents explorer Dani Bradford— a dirtbag solo adventurer and storyteller. In 2015, Dani completed a 4,500 mile+ cycling journey through 15 countries from Portugal to the Republic of Georgia. Her most recent project, #FindingFitzRoy, documents her motorcycle journey down the Americas— from Washington, DC to Patagonia. Learn more about Dani here




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 “There's no denying it now. I'm in the world. And, too, the world is in me.” ⁣ ―Nicola Yoon⁣ ⁣ killing it.⁣ ⁣ Photographer: Fernando Moreno @luisferchat⁣ Production/Assistant Art Director: Gaby Silva @magasicasnd⁣ Motorcycle Jefe: @lonerucksack⁣ ⁣ Models (and athletes) @ng_urbano Crew: ⁣ Jesfran Salcedo @jsfranlife⁣ Victor Duno @dunopk_⁣ Elias Gomez @eliaspkfr  “We accept the love we think we deserve.” ⁣ ―Stephen Chbosky⁣ ⁣ I’ve been hibernating.⁣ ⁣ Hiding from myself in the dark corners of my mind. Being dishonest with myself. Making excuses for inexcusable things. I started dating a man who treated me like an emotional (and literal) ATM. I stopped being curious, I became small.⁣ ⁣ I knew these lessons— I wasn’t unaware of what was happening. Sometimes to value the light we need to trudge through the darkness. And there’s value in dark things, but we can become trapped there. These past few months I’ve realized more clearly than ever the people we surround ourselves with can allow us to expand in ways we don’t understand or anticipate— they make us big. They raise us up. Or they can shrink us down to a smaller size, make us less than.⁣ ⁣ I am not small.⁣ ⁣ Onward.
 “You belong here.”⁣⁣ —Queen of Katwe ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Rolling into the week like, which tool do I need first?⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ I wanted to create a commentary on the sexualization of women in motorcycle culture, a nod to the woman in the room being the experts— it turned out pretty amazing. Thanks to brilliant photographer @luisferchat for bringing this to life. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Photographer: Fernando Moreno @luisferchat Production/Assistant Art Director: Gaby Silva @magasicasnd Motorcycle Jefe: @lonerucksack⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Models (and athletes) #NgUrbano Crew: ⁣⁣ Jesfran Salcedo @jsfranlife Victor Duno @dunopk_ Elias Gomez @eliaspkfr  “I know how to speak And I know where I'm going.” —Manchester Orchestra
 “It's the loneliest people who love books the was the opposite of loneliness, too, like there were too many people around me, forced connections, that I needed a little isolation to think on my own, to be my own person.” ⁣ ― Etaf Rum⁣ ⁣ Overlooking this beautiful spot in Guatapé in the morning, moto gear at the ready- one of the stops on the Motos + Muay Thai tour over Labor Day Weekend! Link in bio.  “Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.” ⁣⁣ ―Ursula K. Le Guinz⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Excerpt from latest post, “In Which I Drink My Own Urine”: The sun would rise at 5:33 every morning, but I rose before it, lacing up my shoes and pulling my hair back into a tie. I brushed a few pieces away from my face in one of the long mirrors in the boxing ring. A moment later I was off, feet pounding down the narrow walkway and out the gate, listening for the sound of motorbikes over the soft sound my shoes on the white hot concrete. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Link to full post in bio.
 “Don't ever let someone tell you, you can't do something... You got a dream, you got to protect it. People can’t do something themselves, they want to tell you you can’t do it. You want something, go get it. Period.” ―Pursuit of Happyness  “You have a story,” Luna told me, “that you’d always wanted to travel and own your own business, and suddenly… that thing you wanted became that thing that you did.”⁣ ⁣ “Recognize that what you want is possible, and that you should have it, and move past feeling like an awkward introvert who doesn’t know things and embrace the incredible, brave person you are who doesn’t take any shit from life at all.”⁣ ⁣ Yesterday working from my apartment, the dog downstairs who exists solely to pee on my boots and loudly squeal bark every hour of the day started yapping loudly on the balcony below as I was struggling in Spanish to have a heated conversation with a friend over video chat while responding to emails and working while my phone buzzed frantically and I was late to a meeting. And then I had this conversation, which was exactly what I needed to hear. The narratives we tell ourselves can be so different from how we’re perceived by others, different even from who we actually are— but we can shed those layers. To change. To evolve. To move forward.
 “The measure of a woman is what she does with power.” ⁣ ― Plato⁣ ⁣ The sun was bright, the winding road to Guatapé twisting through the hills, tall, green grass hanging so far into the road I could touch it with my fingertips, leaning into the deep turns on the motorcycle. It’s a funny thing, distance. Perspective. When riding and you can’t see anything in front of you at all, you lean into the curve and watch and wait and hold the turn, until you come out the other side. ⁣ ⁣ And now I sit atop this little terrace, looking into the distance, watching the lake curl into the hills like a winding road, and wondering what’s on the other side.  “Don’t take what you don’t need from me.”⁣ —Ron Pope⁣ ⁣ It’s been a wild year of ups and downs since my last birthday, trying to get to a place of emotional and physical normalcy post accident. We don’t always get to be the person we were becoming. In a moment, everything changes— and it changes who we fundamentally are, and how we see the world. That beautiful person we were is just a branch on the tree of the person we are becoming now. It isn’t fair and it isn’t easy, but upward we grow.
 “I would always rather be happy than dignified.” ―Charlotte Brontë  “And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.” ⁣ ― Khaled Hosseini⁣ ⁣ I’m grateful for this time, this space I created for myself, to simply exist and find small moments of happiness in stillness. Sitting on the beach and watching the sunset, perching atop a tiny stool at a friend’s breakfast stand drinking juice and chatting the entire morning, riding my motorcycle down a dirt road in a tank top, feeling the flecks of grit and air on my bare skin.
 “Don't let what he wants eclipse what you need...he's not the sun, you are.” —Shonda Rhimes  “If she wants to stay she stays, if she wants to go she goes.”⁣ —Eric Hutchinson⁣ ⁣ #WayBackWednesday Four years ago today I was riding my bicycle across Europe, en route in Portugal. I was on such a budget, I didn’t even have a sleeping pad— every night I would dump all my clothes out of my pannier and line the bottom of my tent with them, lay my sleeping bag on top, and curl up inside to sleep. Some nights I would wake up to my tent covered in frost, the blades of grass sharp and crispy outside with cold.
 “There are people who dislike you because you do not dislike yourself.” ―Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie  “I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.” ― Dejan Stojanovic

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