Fixing a hole where the rain gets in
It took us a couple of years to plan our trip, to save money, gather all the goodies and map out a route. We waited for the end of financial year […]
Category Archives: Cuba
Rum & cigar? Why yes thank you, don’t mind if I do
Cycling the socialist wonderland that is Cuba, it was refreshing to see propaganda billboards were the only slight on the tropical landscape. Free from the degradation of aesthetic that capitalist […]
The ballad of a roll of tape
Searched high and low, we did not know How hard it would be, taping bike boxes, you see In empty store, shelves naked and bare, crowds did crush for what […]
Brother husbands #1, 2 & 3
Cuban boys burned up the dance floor leading the crowd in a Havanan Rumba Club. In coastal towns they’d crowd bare foot on bitumen for games of handball showing off […]
Shaggers Inn
Pitching along a grassy trail in between paddocks, we figured we’d found a good enough place to camp. A couple of passing farmers had seemed to think it was ok, […]
Havana
Riding out of the airport into the late evening air seemed strangely normal and peaceful. Without a place to stay for our first night in Cuba the wide grassy shoulder of […]
Escape Plan: A 