Yesterday, as every night before going to sleep, I soaked a few handfuls of oat flakes, seeds and nuts. The water I used is[...]
I smell it before I see it. At times it's the ferruginous scent of fresh blood spilt on the asphalt and at others, it's[...]
Winter in the North Atlantic. The black flag flutters over a ship’s deck where a frenetic activity is taking place today[...]
Thirteen weeks have passed since the last break, since the last resupply. Then came Europe. The challenge of crossing the continent has left its imprint[...]
The sound of an approaching engine brings us out of sleep. Sleepily I feel around the mat in search of the headlamp and when[...]
A bunch of panniers hangs on both sides of the bicycles. Most of the space is taken up by camping props and clothing, while[...]
Not in vain had the arrival of autumn been announced. It happened after a particularly cold night, when the highest mountain peaks appeared covered[...]
Beginning of August in the Cantabrian Mountains, weeks of extremely hot weather. We start walking at sunrise, climbing up and down the hills while[...]
