The Donkey Did It.

Southern plains of Ethiopia. Below a new traditional home under construction. As I moved to make time to get to Awasa I noticed groups of women carrying large round ceramic containers colored brown[ … ]

Ngepi Camp: Caprivi? Botswana?

The Ngepi Camp sits at the beginning of the Panhandle of the Kavango River which flowing from Angola dumps into the vast swamp known as the Okavango Delta – a vast wildlife reserve of wetlands[ … ]

Exotic Game in Sossusvlei

Perhaps the trademark or signature image of Namibia comes from the glorious orange colored dunes of of the Namib Desert — perhaps most famously are those of Sossusvlei. Tucked into the central[ … ]

Xhosa, The Transkei and Coffee Bay.

Tucked in cozy nook in the Amathole Mountains, Hogsback and the surrounding old growth forest, waterfalls and the canopy and odd shaped twists, turns and hanging strands of foliage and tree branches[ … ]

Welcome To Africa!

There’s was a last minute panic in Buenos Aires before the taxi came to take me to EZE airport to board my Malaysian Airline flight bound for Cape Town South Africa. My cellphone rang and[ … ]

Belem, Brazil: A Final Photo Essay

With my bike safely crated and cleared from Brazilian customs, I got to spend a few more days riding a light enduro Yamaha through the narrow streets lined with colorful colonial buildings of Belém[ … ]

Belem: My Home In The Amazon

The Portuguese landed in Belem at the mouth of the Amazon River yet still 120km from the Atlantic Ocean in 1616. Interestingly enough the voyage from Lisbon to Belem, due to prevailing winds and[ … ]


The beaches. The music. The fahvelas. The food. The friendly people. The shoeshine boys on the beach walks. The bikinis. The spirit. Rio is gearing up for the Pan American Games. And Al Gore’s[ … ]

One Year Later: Santiago, Chile

I wonder what the weather is like in central Bolivia today. I’ll bet that road from Potosí to Uyuni is washed out and muddy. For it was one year ago today I took my fateful plunge into the mud[ … ]

Tikal. The Grandest Mayan City.

Our guide led us through small dirt paths through the overgrown jungle. As we trekked toward, rustling sounds and deep throated roars stopped us in our tracks. Craning my neck to the thick canopy of[ … ]

Vallegrande At Last

Jeremiah rolling into Vallegrade with a grand Cristo welcome. The road to Vallegrande was actually much better. Not as much dust and recent rainfall had settled what little dust we might have[ … ]