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vacationing! in patagonia

When my friend Melinda asked me to take her bike-packing, and suggested Patagonia, one of my favorite parts of the world, l immediately said yes. And suggested the Carretera Austral. Which is the southernmost extension of Chilean highway 7. It is largely gravel, and dead-ends into a lake — meaning that the further south you
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internet dating on the great divide

#dflthedivide @crustbikes (matt) invited me to join him and @larkin80kv (darrin), @markreimer and possibly some other friends @ultraromance and @mr_shredward in Banff for a ~10 day ride on the great divide trail with the intention of making it to Missoula Montana for the 40th anniversary celebration of the Adventure Cycling Association. It seemed like the
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merry Crustmas to me

It’s the day I’d been waiting for — my ScapeGoat had arrived. Sure I’d been riding the (awesome) prototype Darrin made for me for a couple of years now. But theres nothing like opening the box. Especially after all the back and forth with Taiwan; design and redesign, drawing after drawing. And now l have
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grand canyon

My dad John Yost is a white water legend (as well as proprietor of Wantok Adventures) and invited me to row a baggage boat with him in the Grand Canyon of the Colorado river — how could l say no.  My sister and brother-in-law would be on the trip as well, as swampers (helpers) . So we
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spikey trees, and steel beams: a nicaraguan treehouse adventure

The idyllic sojourn down under was cut short by an entirely different sort of adventure.  My friends at Two Crows Ecological Design Had a sweet gig in San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua — doing site planning for a development called ‘el Encanto del Sur’ including (several) tree-houses. Which I got to design and build! (only
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australia beachcombing

Taiwan seemed so ‘close’ to austrailia that it just made sense to head there with Matt after our business tour. So we flew to sydney for a bit – and couch surfed his moms house while gearing up for a little surf tour up the coast towards byron, and meeting up with two new friends
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dressed for success

We were dwaddeling down the coast — just starting to find a rhythm — when we realized that our time was almost up. There were meetings to attend, factories to tour — business to be done. So we took the short way back to Taipei. Stashed our bikes at the house of a friend of
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mixing buisness with leisure

I’m writing this from the current Crust Bikes world HQ — which happens to be a tarp-and-bamboo shack on a beach somewhere on the east coast of Tiawan. Matt is out surfing shitty waves on a broken board found in a trash pile, while I hide from the rain and try to poach wifi. We
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it begins — again

Here we go… Matt and I are in Taiwan. To do some factory touring and assorted business for Crust Bikes. And since we’re here, a little tour round the island. I arrived on Monday (somehow lost Sunday somewhere during the flight) and spent the better part of the day in the baggage claim room at
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the dress

so the wedding was lovely and the dress turned out well. my sister sent some photos and I’m rather proud of it, so have a look:

 

belated update

Some how l find my life much less worth writing about when l’m not mtn bike touring.  I expect anyone who reads this would find it less interesitng to read too.  So (as is obvious — by my lack of posts) l’m not going to bother. In case any one is interested — l’m in
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philosophical road signs

signs of Nagaland The road signs all over India l find quite amusing, but Nagaland takes it to a new level — not content to advocate save driving practices, they want to tell you how to live a good life too.  I only have photos of ones l liked, which means the really paternalistic or
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in the hills again

a brief sojourn in Nagaland My some-time traveling companion Matt loves the ocean, lives for it in a way. And can’t bear to be away from it’s presence for too long.  But its’s the mountains which call to me. Too long in the flat lands and l start to get restless, grumpy — especially when
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unknown celebrity

flat lands and boundless hospitality in Assam Littered across the landscape of northern India are literally thousands of photos of me.  With or without my ‘cycle’ as they call it here ( the pronunciation sounding something more like “sickle”), and often in poses of great familiarity with complete strangers.  The images are mostly blurry and
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assam preview

words to come….

 

hillcountry hospitality

On this side of the border — due to comparative affluence, population dynamics, or the vagaries of history — the roads are paved, and there is a relative dearth of trails tempting me with the unknown. The hills are just as steep and (at lower elevations) covered with strangely mown looking tea bushes, here in
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Darjeeling Himalayan Railway

official World Heritage Site Narrow-Gauge Steam-Train with perhaps. the worlds only Z reversals, to climb the Himalayan steepness…. and I’ve been following it to the former British Raj Hill station of Darjeeling

 

Christ mass in Buddhidada

Pushing my bike in the Himalaya   My sense of time/chronology has never been particularly good or accurate.  Especially when traveling, l rarely have any idea what day of the week, month, or sometimes even year it is.  So while l was aware it was winter, it’s not very surprising l had no sense of
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traveler of both time and space

Exploring Pikey Peak   I love the mountains.  Perhaps because l was born in the Sierra Nevada of California, or because I’m an avatar of Shiva: as one Sadu type suggested recently — the high country calls to me.  Directs my travels.  So it was only natural that l would return to the solukhumbu after
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a map

So its been a month or two since l updated — blame it on the computer gods.  Forthcoming posts won’t exactly be chronological, so l made a map of where I’ve been wandering since Katmandou. Hope it works.     You can zoom all the way in to see topographic contour lines (pretty impressive google).

 

life behind bars

Another in the series, this time for Matt

 

Tronald (his are better)

It took a whole day, and lots of script-kiddie pseudo hacking, but l managed to recover most of the photos off my corrupted memory card — here are some in honor of Anjoronmo one of the people whose photos inspire me to trythis whole picture taking thing  

 

mate photos and tea gardens

pocket computer update Been finding my way east through the himalya — carrying my bike a bit more than l would like.  There has been plenty of snow and tough trails, but no internet — so l’ve a backlog of tales to share. l’m down in the flat-land tea-estate region now, about a days ride
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machine shop fun

The cable that holds my handlebar-bag to my bars broke… l stripped the protective casing off, and spliced loops into the broken ends. but the ends weren’t quite long enough — so again it broke. (no pictures , because l always forget to take them) l took the remnant brass bit to a machine shop
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orbiting Kathmandu

If you imagine it as a representation of the fabric of space time, the Kathmandu valley is a lot like a black hole.  A more or less perfect ring of mountains, and a mysterious force inexorably pulling you toward the unimaginably dense (and crowded) core.  Some how l’ve been in this general vicinity for 3
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walking with the giants

There’s something about it. Mt Everest; that fascinates. Captures the imagination: The tallest mountain in the world… But so what? Why is it so compelling that, to date 250-some people have died trying to climb it, and over 40,000 people a year trek in the mountain’s shadow? What is it about “the tallest” that commands
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trekking towards mt. Everest

many thanks to matt for all the lovely photos

 

Everest bound

pocket computer update After a few days of rest and bike repair in the company of our new friend Mads of Himilayan Trails; we are off the bikes(!) and headed towards the tallest mountain in the world.  Our steeds are waiting in the town of Ringmou, which was as close to basecamp as we could
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Annapurna the wrong way round

bike touring in Nepal   Leery of traveling alone among the highest mountains in the world, l had, once committed to going, invited my friend Matt to join me for some bike touring adventures. An Australian by birth and citizen-of the world by avocation, he is a coastal creature (passionate about surfing, and the water
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Hubris (part 2)

(bike canyoneering) Two thousand meters of elevation drop sounds like a dream come true for downhill mtn biking, but not when the trail is so steep and loose and exposed that you can barely walk down parts of it. The first thousand meters or so of drop was scree of mixed sizes, some of which
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hubris

Tso Moriri to Spiti Valley via Parangla It takes a special kind of stupidity to venture out by yourself into the wilds of the Himalaya without a map, headed for trails you’re not entirely sure exist, over a mountain pass you know nothing about, and dragging a bike to boot. Now mine is a special,
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Tomando mate en el techo del mundo

  While in Leh l met a Mexican-Israeli cycle-tourist and mate enthusiast, by the name of Moy, who was interested in trying some off-road touring (and sharing the kilo of mate l was carrying around – a gift from Simon in Sebastopol because l had been more or less living on the stuff while we
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Zanscar – India bound

The strangest thing about being in India is not speaking the language.  While English is one of the country’s official languages, the common person’s grasp of it is crude at best – Hindi being the real ‘lingua-franca’ in this decidedly large and polyglot nation. Having spent rather a lot of time in Latin America, the
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¿¡ goat has a blog !?

¿who would have thought?   People keep telling me l should write a book.  Which doesn’t seem too likely — at least at this juncture – but l’m good at being interviewed – so if anyone wants to write one…  Blogging is in many ways a poor simulacrum of book writing, but seems at least
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