Monthly Archives: August 2015

One more adventure with an old friend – Part 1

I met Marc when he was living in San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua and managing the Surfing Donkey. (photos at previous posts of my journey) Marc has never stopped travelling and the last several months has made a truly epic journey on horseback.

The Long Saunter South

The last few weeks have been some of the most challenging, interesting and emotional but most of all given me one of my happiest and clearest experiences of my life.

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Pushing South toward the border of Ecuador Red seems to be in the best condition of his life. Riding open plains, with my bag lighter than ever (and myself 6 belt holes and 18lbs lighter since day 1) we are covering more ground than before and loving every moment. Getting the chance to canter through open paramour is something you dream of, this ridiculous image you conjure up before departing like the idea that you will at the end of a day in the saddle swim in a lake, read a book, catch a fish, but it actually happened. I got the chance to realise a dream, that will do something to a man.IMG_0847[1]

Pushing on through the paramour, area inhabited…

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