One of the most common questions I often get asked about my trip is the route which I intend to take. Whilst this route is subject to heavy changes this is my rough estimate of where I will be heading.
It is best and most easiest way to digest this is to break the trip down into two legs.
Leg 1 shall begin in my home town of Perth on the west coast of Australia and will terminate somewhere on the European continent.
Leg 1 (a quality paint illustration)
Leg 2 will see me jump the North Atlantic and hopefully traverse the United States before heading south through the Americas and ideally reaching Patagonia.
Leg 2 (another quality paint illustration)
“Plans are nothing; planning is everything”
Dwight D. Eisenhower
I currently find myself weary eyed from staring at a computer screen for several hours as I read through countless pages regarding visas, carnets, border crossings, insurance, helmets, equipment, tools, freighting, forums and ceaseless other topics as I try to navigate the quandary which is planning for this journey. It quite honestly is becoming rather exhausting trying to acquire an exhaustive amount of knowledge available on all of the logistical hurdles that could happen along the way.
All the while there is a the voice of a tearaway in the back of my head that says to just “Screw it” and just cast off with an optimistic attitude that everything will sort it’s self out along the way. I have to admit the romantic idea of just throwing planning to the wind and leaving it in the hands of chance is most alluring. I have never been particularly fond of plans; I find that the more rigid people are with a plan the more likely it is that it will all fall apart as soon the excrement hits the fan. This doesn’t even take all the prospective opportunities you could let pass you by because they weren’t accounted for in the plan.
Still in all of my planning I have come to a distinction that planning and plans are actually rather dissimilar than my initial perceptions of such. It happens to me that planning is more research and preparation rather than a ridged agenda of how something should unfold. In fact planning is indispensable in having the ability to deal with obstacles, be malleable to set backs and be confident enough to embrace changes and uncertainties that will surely present themselves on the way.
So I have decided that I will compromise and continue with my planning for all of the practicalities and possibilities I can think of. But nevertheless I will set off on this adventure with the loosest of plans possible and allow experiences and routes to occur organically along the way
Love and Mercy,
I guess I should start this blog by setting some of the detail straight right? As you may have gathered from the title of this post I’m going to use that old school tool of the 5 W’s. So here goes
well I hope this one is the most obvious. the who would be me and me alone and of course the people I will happen to collide with a long the way. As for myself ordinary person chasing an ambitious dream.
To overland the world on the back of a motorcycle, but not any motorcycle. The bike in question shall be a exAustralia post Honda CT110 or more colloquially know in Australia as a postie bike.
Current projections indicate that cast off in early April of 2017.
The plan is to initially head from my home town of Perth Western Australia towards Darwin, cross into East Timor and keep moving towards Europe at a steady 60km/h and then hopefully cross the North Atlantic and head South from the USA towards Patagonia.
Braggin’ rights? In all seriousness it is to challenge social paradigms, overcome my own trepidations, see the world, push my limits. Also to prove that anyone can motorcycle around the world and you don’t need a hulking BMW cycle to do it.
Love and Mercy,