Looking across at the volcanic range that looms over the Bali straight we had a sence of intrepidation.Leaving behind the touristic safe haven of Bali and Kuta we were heading into the unknown.A land prone to volcanic unrest and a tectonic plate that had seen alot of movement in recent months.That coupled with stories of unruly Javenese and pockets of extremisim we were wondering as we finished our beers what would happen. But were well versed in the stories of one persons experiences against anothers.One mans nightmare and all that,we were quite looking forward to the non comercial side of Indonesia.Theres no banana pancakes over there one bloke said to us as if to wander to far from the aroma of the south east asian dish would spell certain doom. I dont care to much for ... read more

Gone now are the euro and all the expense that comes with europe and on we go into berber lands, ochre mountains and the closest culture shock you can get away from England Big culture change now,but thats what its all about,we can hang off the backs of trucks now overflowing with chickens and matrasses,who knows,I dont.We can choke happily on black car exhausts and dodge in and out of cattle and trucks on the highway. To the call to prayer we march into the rif mountains,a land full of marajana and mint tea. Bring it on,I say. Thunderclouds are looming and the rain is coming down out of the mountains,good day not to be cycling . Here here.... read more