Honduras The sun is brilliant rising, warm oranges reaching from behind the mountains, touching the leaves on the trees and slowly making its way across the road. The pale shapes of the morning take form and become the highway, and I am no longer a shadowy thought but real, and present, and riding again, illuminated […]
On the Road, Campeche, Mexico Rocketing down the highway, drops of rain nipped at the tops of my legs. I leaned forward into the wind, as if propelling the motorcycle forward through force of will. The road wound through hills in front of me, enormous dark storm clouds gathering behind. I had been outrunning the […]
June 12, 2017 Week Ending 6.11.17 Miles Ridden: 672 // Total Miles Ridden: 4062 Zihuatanejo The moon was high in the sky, a small yellow orb in the distance, matching the yellow lights that shone on the opposite shore. I could hear the sound of the waves crashing below as I descended the steep concrete […]
One of the biggest challenges on any trip when there’s equipment involved is “how do I get it there?” Exactly one year ago, before starting my cycling trip across Europe, I was asking myself the same question. I assumed at first I would just ship my bike from the US to Portugal, pick it up […]
I could barely keep my eyes open as I wandered down the long corridor through the airport in Lisbon. Would my bike be waiting for me at the baggage claim? I had been traveling for 35 hours, and before that, had been up late the night before having a minor panic attack thinking about the […]
Kaolack, Senegal 2012 I pulled strands of dusty hair out of my eyes, squinting into the sun, my arm hanging out the open window of the sept plus in rural Senegal. The sept plus, French for ‘seven more’, a dilapidated station wagon in which seven people and all their luggage were stuffed, was headed towards […]
After thousands of miles, 15 countries, and 114 days, I am in Batumi. After thousands of miles, 15 countries, and 114 days, I am in Batumi. #georgia #batumi #cycling #biketrip #biking #travel #traveling #gopro A photo posted by Dani Bradford (@lonerucksack) on Jun 17, 2015 at 10:47pm PDT
Split, Croatia was so beautiful, I almost couldn’t believe it. I was wheeling my bike through the White City of Gondor, looking up at the white ruins, down at the worn white steps and smooth pathways winding through old buildings giving way to open squares. I was talking to my friend Patrick, whom I had […]
Tarifa, Espana The small cobblestone street pulsed with music, illuminated by a ceiling of small lights strung overhead and street lamps lining the sidewalks. I didn’t know what time it was. It could have been 6 AM, it could have been midnight— no one cared. Locals dressed in mermaid and roman soldier costumes danced packed […]
So I’ve been sick. Piteously, moan in my bed sick. No one would know it, because I like to go out and hike mountains and drink sangria anyway, but I am. There’s a night trip to a hot springs tonight, from the hostel, and I am willing myself not to go. It gets chilly at […]
