I began sleeping with a knife under my pillow when the skipper said, “I could cut you up into little pieces and throw you into the sea. I’d say you fell overboard on your night watch.”
From Tierra del Fuego I ride, cold and with wet feet, wrestling with the strong wind, towards Punta Arenas in Chile, which is a little further away from the South Pole.
The view out of the window is a belter. I’m sat looking over the lush green palmerie, at the shifting colours, with shadows dancing across the folded ridges on the Djebel Sarhro Mountains filling the horizon.
A winding road speckled with gravel washed from the roadside, led through more damp forest to the wonderfully named Puké Inn, which was shut, but across the road was a general store selling Possum pies….
A landscape consisting of dry stone, rocks and dust, with small shrubs and bushes dotted around, the arid surroundings were interspersed with deep mud where…
I am seventy-five years old and have ridden my Honda 125 from Mexico to Mexico via Tierra del Fuego, 46,000 kilometres. I cross the border, dismount and kiss the road. Kindly Mexican Customs officers send out for a celebratory case of Corona beer.
It’s already a whole new world, of white houses, maze-like markets, beautiful mosques, traditionally-clothed men and women, heavily-loaded donkeys.
The temperature and the fog may have been particularly low, but the expectation was high as Peggy my ever-faithful Aprilia and I, rolled down the gangway to start exploring the most volcanically active country on the planet.
I was eventually granted a transit visa, which gave me just five-days to ride the length of Angola. It was a 1200 mile journey through a country littered with landmines and with no ‘proper’ roads…
The days on the road in Vietnam were full of fun, and they challenged us wonderfully. It’s a land where just about every corner holds a new surprise….
On every journey you’ll come, now and again, to a special place, a nodal point where a crop of fresh encounters will cause your trip to ricochet off in some wonderful, new and completely unanticipated direction.
If I’d stuck to the early plan I should have been somewhere in Peru by now, but such is the beguiling nature of serendipity, and now I was on my way across the country to return a set of hotel door keys….