THE HOME OF
FOUR WHEELED NOMAD
Tiny home, big backyard
Rather than hack our way through a 99-mile swath of malarial, guerilla-infested, roadless swampland separating South America from Central America—with a machete in one hand, throttle in the other—we took the cowardly route and boarded the Ferry Express instead. Actually, Jason towed Pearl and me up the ramp onto the vessel. After gaining 22 grand […]
“Where the plantain are we gonna park the bikes for the night?” I barked down the helmet’s intercom at Jason, as we cruised into Caucasia around dusk. Scruffy buildings with washing strewn all over them dominated the municipality. Daylight was rapidly receding. Some Scots cruised up on their 1200ccs, the three amigos whom we’d missed out […]
Reluctantly extricating ourselves from the Ecuadorian jungle, we found ourselves in a non-lulling state of head-loll as the bus buckarooed its way back to the concrete jungle, Quito. Seated near to a pair of young males, I overheard a similarly aged girl sat adjacent pipe up: “Sorry, I’ve got to ask: why’ve you got a […]
In Luis’ back garden one bright morning, he randomly brought out a couple of snakes he’d caught for identification and study purposes, before releasing them back to where he’d scooped them up. For God’s sake, let me take hold of one. Had I been body-snatched? On the brink of flinging it away from me in […]
The morning greeted us to the near-imperceptible flap of a long nosed bat and gentle flurry of notes from Luis’ panpipes, our breakfast call. The previous evening’s brown scorpion—stuck to our shower curtain like a brooch—had scuttled off. Into a small wooden canoe we climbed, clasped a paddle and off the three of us went […]
Do you ever let your mind wander to a place just out of reach? Have you seen the fossils of extinct creatures in museums and wondered what they were really like? Have you been teased by thoughts of what our human ancestors might have seen when they first came to South America—creatures now gone from […]
“And then there is the most dangerous risk of all -- the risk of spending your life not doing what you want on the bet you can buy yourself the freedom to do it later.”
Randy Komisar
Travel writer
I find immense joy in diving and embarking on epic through-hikes for those awe-inspiring views. However, my love for off-road motorcycle riding is just as profound. As a champion for female riders in a rapidly growing market, I may not have been born with natural riding skills. Still, I am living proof that you can obtain your license, hop on two wheels, and venture anywhere near or far. It’s incredibly empowering.
The allure of the outdoors is just as strong as my passion for writing about it. Like Jason, I need a creative outlet that resonates deeply, and I am grateful that my words keep the fuel flowing. My side hustles on the trails are complemented by rewarding collaborations and partnerships in the world of gear. Together, they propel me on this exhilarating path.
Photographer
Jason is an avid adventurer, drawn to the exhilaration of off-road journeys that lead to the hard-to-reach, hidden destinations. For him, the perfect ending to a day on the road is pitching a sleeping bag next to a crackling campfire, surrounded by untamed wilderness.
With an infatuation for vast open spaces and capturing the essence of light, photography has been his insatiable passion since the age of 14. Evolving his globally published portfolio in adventure travel, landscape, wildlife, and underwater photography, Jason is not only a talented photographer but a drone pilot and videographer, too.
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