“I suppose that was what attracted me to the bicycle right from the start. It is not so much a way of getting somewhere as it is a setting for randomness; it makes every journey an unorganized tour.”
We wake up with the sunrise, refreshed and ready to begin the day.
“Not all those who bicycle are lost.”
The other day I read an article by a fellow Eugenian who is also cycling around the world, and I couldn’t help but laugh because every single myth she busted is true for us as well. In honor of that, I’ve decided to dispel many common myths about cycle touring from my own perspective.
“You live your life and tell me it can’t be done, I’ll live mine and show you it can.” – Kevin Dugan
We wake up at sunrise to the chirping birds and the rushing river.
We pack up camp to become nomads once again.
We cycle through the desert, sweat pouring down, pushing our limits day in and day out.
We laugh, we cry, and we celebrate this thing we call life.
They don’t get why we do it.
We don’t get why they don’t.
We wake up in our makeshift homes, or sometimes, simply in the open air.
We collect our drying clothes from the trees surrounding us.
We cycle through the snow – cold, wet, but exhilarated – forging father into the unknown.
We are receptive to the world around us, unafraid of what lies beyond every bend.
“Not all those who bicycle are lost.”
Anyone who has visited Ladakh will remember the hilarious roadsigns the government has set up for tourists along the way. And for those of you who haven’t seen them, here are just a few examples.
The Wandering Nomads 