When I graduated from High School, and had no plans for college, a friend of mine, Paul Heibert, and I decided we were going to ride motorcycles from Oregon to Costa Rica where I was born. He was a few years older than me, and had a Moto Guzzi. I was ready to sell my car and get one too. Well, the trip didn’t happen. I don’t remember exactly why, but I decided to go to Europe instead. I’ve always wondered how it would have been.
When I was a kid in Bolivia a couple of guys rode Harleys from the states clear down to La Paz, Bolivia. I think they even stayed with us. My brothers and I thought they were very cool, with their long hair and beards, awesome bike, and really worn-out jeans.
So—I have a fascination with long motorcycle trips that goes WAY back. Earlier this year, while looking up stuff about Bolivia, I came across this blog. It’s really become a favorite of mine. Here’s was a guy that rode not only to Bolivia, but at the time he was on his way from Alaska to the tip of South America! He has since gone up through Africa on his way around the world!
I got hooked on his posts—great descriptions of his adventures and interactions with people, and lots of stunningly beautiful pictures. He’s in Turkey right now (I think!), but his current posts (when he has time and an internet link I guess) are describing his trip up through Africa. Over 700 days on the road! Almost 55,000 miles, 1000 gallons of gas, and 27,000 pictures!
Check it out! It’s great for those uf us that probably won’t, but wish we could!













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