Tales from the Saddle

2011-09-11T10:22:00.002-07:00

The Tales from the Saddle is officially being phased out since, well, I'm not living on the saddle anymore. However, the adventures are far from over!

We are now sharing the adventures of after the saddle as we take all the footage we shot and sharing the stories with the world. So we're pleased to announce the Peace Pedalers Production Blog. http://peacepedalers.wordpress.com/

So feel free to sign up there for updates as it will be quite an adventure indeed!

Thanks and have a super weekend!

Jamie

2010-12-06T10:36:00.000-08:00

Finally Home!

December 6, 2010

Santa Cruz, California

Our "Welcome Home" gift from Santa Cruz was this lovely sunset

So after 81 countries and 8.5 years of adventuring the planet I'm finally back home and settling down in Santa Cruz. I imagine that the word "settle down" will be far less "settled" than the average bear but my days of living for months on end out of panniers are over for the foreseeable future. I've already got trips planned for 2011 to Nicaragua, Uganda and Europe but the home base back in Santa Cruz is where I'll be landing in between adventures.

My son Luca and Cristina were out from Spain for 1.5 months of adventuring and are finally back safely in Spain. If all goes well I'll be out there for the holidays. Around that the next step of this adventure is sharing it with the world via the feature film, TV series and my book. I've got a studio on the west side for the video stuff and a shared house on 36th ave just steps from world class surf to keep me connected to the creative energy of Mother Nature :)

So 2011 will be all about getting the creative juices flowing, settling in, surfing, riding, planting some roots and spending as much time as I can with family and friends. Thanks for all the support over the years and I'll blog on the re-entry process and the creative process. Stay tuned...so far, piece of cake :)

My temporary home at 36th Ave at Jack O'Niel's place as I wait for my house to be ready

Luca ready for a day of adventuring the redwoods

Enjoying the last days of our adventure with Luca n Cris

The very last miles of the Peace Pedaelrs expedition--a rainy one in San Diego

But, as always, the rainbow followed me all the way home to San Diego

Below is a photo album of the last miles and re-entry into the Bay Area. Cheers ;)

2010-11-10T10:25:00.000-08:00

Southern California Blog

November 10, 2010

Rollin' the Cali Coast near Santa Barbara w/ Cris n Luca

We have been totally blessed since our launch out of the Bay Area. First the Giants enter and win the World Series while we are there. Then the nasty weather clears the first day of our ride to pure sunshine and has not really left since! The waves have been world class, the company of riders just enough to keep it interesting but not too many to take away from my family time with my son Luca and Cris in from Spain.

We're rolling into the So Cal scene and the fun starts in Huntington Beach where we'll roll in on the 16th and be hosted on the beach at the Shorebreak Hotel as the surf is getting just right for a few days. We're doing a video screening and fundraiser the 17th at Corona del Mar at Port, more info on this is at http://bit.ly/OC-Party.

The views our OC Host the Shorebreak Hotel. Perfect!

We're rolling from Huntington Beach to South Carlsbad before doing our final ride into San Diego on the 20th. We have a full day of fun events planned for the family and friends of San Diego and more info is at http://bit.ly/SD-Event. Anyone is welcome!

That's about all I feel like reporting right now. I'm spending every possible moment with my son Luca, Mamaciata and Cris outside my riding and surfing. It's really a family celebration down the coast and some pics of our first week or so on the road are at http://bit.ly/peaceride1.

Good to be home!

Peace,

Jamie

2010-10-14T09:10:00.001-07:00

Blog from Eugene, Oregon

Happy Halloween from Oregon!
My last guest rider Willie on the PacNorWest adventure

It’s official! I’m officially retiring as a full time globetrotting Peace Pedaler. In fact, I just rolled the last miles of the ride from Seattle to Eugene and will now be making my way south with my son little Luca on as many of the miles as possible in this little trailer.

Little Luca says "Thanks Burley for the new toy!"

Pictures are worth a 1000 words so enjoy a taste of the Pacific Northwest journey for now at http://bit.ly/usa1-pics. Get on the newsletter list for the latest journals in your inbox here.

I'm on my way to my best friend Rich's wedding where I'll be changing out my stinky riding clothes for a stylin' a tux as his groomsman on this special day. Go Rich! Lots of changes in my life and the lives of most of my peeps--very excited about it all! Luca and Cris arrive the 20th or so and we'll roll the Bay Area adventures together and head to San Diego on the Peace Ride. Feel free to join us. More info on that here.

Live Big, Give Big, Love Big :)

Jamie

2010-09-26T18:59:00.000-07:00

Blog from Vancouver Island, Canada

Home Sweet Home! Styled out by the Wickaninnish Inn, Tofino, Canada

I chillin’ in the 5-star Wickaninnish Inn in Tofino after a glorious first week in Canada. I could not have asked for a better start to my last international country Peace Pedaling. Country 81 started off with a perfect reuniting of FOUR Canadian Peace Pedalers I met on FOUR different continents! Yep, I lucked out to be hosted first night in Canada by Vanessa I met in USA in 2003 and her boyfriend Rob on their waterfront crib. Vanessa and I rode together in Africa in 2006.Then had a super chill Sunday brunch with the 2^nd partner in crime Kellie I met in Korea who came over for Sunday Brunch on the water followed by dinner with the 3^rd Peace Pedaler met in Africa named Natalie. What a weekend!

Reunited! And it feels so good!

Natalie hosted me up I Whistler where I reconnected with my childhood troublemaker Dave Marion and family. Natalie could not resist when I told her I was cycling up the Sunshine Coast and worked some magic in her schedule to do a 2-day ride up to see the 4^th Canadian Peace Pedaler Eilish who I met on my European tour in Wales. Eilish’s parents hosted Natalie and I and I stayed hunkered down there waiting for a storm to pass three nights until pedaling two days to Tofino where I just happened to meet the managers of Tofino’s finest hotel and they agreed to host me here while I soak up some surf, salt air and delicious mother nature. Eilish will be riding with me down the coast to Victoria later in the week.

The Last Days of Summer on the Sunshine Coast with Nataie. Perfect!

The lovely Murphy Family treated me like a son for 3 days in Powell River

Honestly, I’ve stayed in 5-star hotels before but NEVER like this. This is MY KIND of 5-star since I stare at the best breaks in Canada out my huge window and listen to the surf pound all night long! I can even take a bath and hear and see the waves! If you ever come to Tofino and want to treat yourself to a taste of luxury perfectly balanced with nature this is it. A few days of this and I’ll pedaling out like a cannon ball.

Yes, that's the surf break just outside the window!

The Canadians are just as friendly in the country as they are out on the road. I have to say I’ve met the most gracious, kind, outgoing and genuine folks here than my whole trip (a few countries in Europe are close runner ups ;)). Everywhere I go I am stopped, greeted with a smile and people are just so eager to make sure I’m okay and, of course, curious what this bike is all about.

I’m loaded to the brim with gratitude and peace. Looking forward to seeing my crew soon in the States!

Big ups from paradise!

Jamie

2010-08-16T12:17:00.000-07:00

1st Blog as a Father, Sabadell, Spain

Me n Baby Luca at about 5 hours old.

It's official. I'm a father. And I'm loving every moment. The wait was, well, long. Cris and I spent a month together playing with lil Luca in the belly until 10 days past his due date he finally came to the other side with a 12+ hour adventure ending in a 3.16AM c-section. It was rough, but perfect.

I'm not in much of a mood to write the details, but some pics are at http://bit.ly/luca1 . I can just say I'm on top of the world and this is the best day of my life. I would have never imagined the end of my global adventure leading to such a epic finale...wow.

If all goes as planed, Luca will be on the last section of the world tour at the California Peace Ride. Hope some of you can come meet him. He's a special soul, this is for sure!

Off to cuddle Luca!

Jamie

2010-07-21T08:24:00.000-07:00

Blog from Barcelona, Spain

My last ride in Latin America. A solo meditative ride of Lake Aticlan, Guatemala

I have to pinch myself to remind me that I'm not dreaming here. Yep, the ride is almost over! The 80th country of Peace Pedalers was just completed and I'm now here in Spain with past guest rider from Argentina Cristina awaiting our first baby boy Luca. He's due any day now. Since landing we've been styled out in every way. This is just too much:

1) Spain wins the World Cup the day I arrive for the first time in history. Spirits are high.
2) Cris and I are totally hooked up with a free mack daddy pad in the mountain town of San Llorenç, with rivers, mountains and fresh cool air out of the hot city.
3) The baby and Cristina are totally healthy and all is looking golden for our baby boy Luca's birth.
4) The locals from the Bike Tolra Shop and local club have loaned me both a road and mountain bike with full kit to enjoy world class road and mountain biking right out my back yard.
5) Mamacita is due in a few days to join the fun and celebrations with Cris' amazing family who somehow totally love and accept me and our totally non-traditional relationship.
6) The logging and rough cutting of over 700 hours of footage is on schedule for our TV and film work
7) Sponsors are all still showing excellent support to the finish line
8) The water project Operation Agua in Bolivia is building the water holding unit for the community and will likely receive funding from a Japanese NGO to finish the project!
9) Good Hope School has nearly 200 students and will be graduating their 2nd class this winter
10) The list goes on...blessings abound.

So that's the latest. I also have put a photo album of the last 80 countries of Peace Pedaling for your enjoyment. I smile every time I watch this. Hope you do to :)

Jamie

2010-07-10T22:01:00.001-07:00

Blog from San Diego, CA

My last Latin Ride, Lake Aticlan, Guatemala

My latest motto: "The Flow Knows". Signs in my life were loud and clear that it was time to wrap up my Latin adventures and head east to Spain to be with Cristina and little Luca, now 8+ months in the cooker. It all started with a big rainy storm at the end of my El Salvador trip the carried on into Guatemala. This put my "schedule" way off track and made many of the back roads I was hoping to ride pretty messy. From there it was bike issues signals, Angels like Manuel telling me to turn back to avoid robberies and it ended with a final guest rider who summed up my 8-year, 80+ country trip: "We're all human". More later...I'm all good, on the way to Spain. Big ups from San Diego.

Binks

2010-06-29T09:32:00.000-07:00

Blog from Guatemala, June 29, 2010

Smilin' Good Times in El Salvador with Esfrain

Just arrived in Antigua, Guatemala and being hosted by a lovely Israeli couple and their one year old son just outside this charming city. El Salvador was stunning and I'll cherish the memories in this country for the rest of my life indeed. I just posted a journal and photos of El Salvador so take some time to check em out here: http://bit.ly/dplAmZ.

Over n out from Guatemala!

Jamie

2010-06-19T05:49:00.000-07:00

Blog from Santa Tecla, El Salvador

My family in Ometepe, Nicaragua

I'm up at 5AM ready getting ready for a busy day of live music recording for two sets of artists--one plays ancient pre-colombian instruments and the other hard rock. Gotta love it. I'm riding out into the countryside tomorrow to visit some rare indigenous tribes then down to the beach to meet some new peeps Miguel and Ori for some surfing and riding the coast.

I just posted a journal with photos on my website. Check it out at www.peacepedalers.com/nicaragua-nl.html. Plenty of good stuff to read and epic pics.

Over n out from El Salvador!

Jamie

2010-06-08T19:38:00.000-07:00

Adios Costa Rica, Hello Nicaragua!

The perfect day--3 surf sessions, new & old friends, sunset and a wild party!

I just wrote up a 7 page detailed journal on my adventures in Costa Rica so if you want to take an epic armchair adventure and see some sweet pics, check out www.peacepedalers.com/costarica-nl.html and enjoy the ride!

Jamie

2010-06-05T10:58:00.000-07:00

Ups and Downs in Costa Rica

Reunited with my bro Dave, now a local in Costa Rica

Costa Rica has been all over the board. Up with a positive first guest rider Amethyst, down with a dead camera from the endless rain, up with a local rider Jesus then down with warnings of violence outside of Quepos and a broken bike pump. Then back up with a 2-day rider Mauricio but quickly back down when he stole my Ipod and Camera. Back up meeting a lovely family in Santa Cruz the Avilas for a 3-day stay and into Guanacaste to unite with my good buddy Dave after 5 years. But then back down when I lost my waterproof camera in the waves that never really came. Finally, back up when a local boy found my camera on the beach and returned it, after another man Eric found it on the beach and stashed it so it would be found! So my faith in humanity is restored and I'm healing from the robbery down south. I've got a few days left in Playa Grande where I'm being hosted by Dave, his wife Annie and daughter Maggie at their Inn the Rip Jack. Few more days of surfing and local riding before heading to Nicaragua.

Over n out from Costa Rica!

Jamie

2010-05-25T05:44:00.000-07:00

Rollin' in Central America!

I'm back on the road for the final Latin adventures from Panama to Mexico. I'm on a tight schedule so I'll be mostly posting detailed journals and just did a great one for Panama here. So check that out. I had 3 great days of surfing at Morro Negrito and some pics are there and a fun video below. On the road now in Costa Rica...rollin :)

Surfing in Panama--inside at Leftovers ;) from Jamie Bianchini on Vimeo.

Over n out!

binks

2010-05-05T12:45:00.000-07:00

Gearin' up for Central America

Testin' the new Go Pro cameras w/ Fibu n Aaron in SF

A quick blog to those who check this sucker...I'm in San Diego with T-minus 8 days to heading to Panama to begin the last international expedition outside North America. I can't believe it's almost over--mixed emotions of excitement, fear, sadness, joy--all over the board. But mostly positive. Deep in the planning mode now for the last journeys--check out www.peacepedalers.com/peaceride.html to come out and join the fun this fall!

Here's a few pics of my last days of fun, family, friends and work. See ya in the fall!

2010-04-05T23:19:00.000-07:00

Blog from San Diego Basecamp, April 5, 2010

Back at Basecamp! Finally! Mom's kitchen table in San Diego is where it's goin' down!

It all started at 5.30AM on Wednesday morning the in Warsaw, Poland. I woke up with the cold sensation of the cold floor on my butt through the deflated air mattress of my Couchsurfing.com host Emilia. I caught my illegal cab from downtown at 6 and in 11 minutes of wild racecar fashion I was at the airport for about 3 bucks. So far so good.

I have a 7.30AM from Warsaw to Frankfurt, Germany as the first part of my long day of flying. I glanced up on the departure board to find my gate. But my flight was not there. Uh, heloooo? At 6.15AM only the Polish airlines LOT is open and they inform me that there is no 7.30AM Lufthansa flight, only a 7.30PM flight. Doh! I booked a PM flight! This is not good. I was proud to find such a cheap 100 dollar flight last minute and now I know why it was so cheap. After 2 hours of phone calls, online searches and begging for understanding of my mistake the verdict finally came in. I had to pay $560 for a 1.5 hour flight to Frankfurt or risk getting stuck in Europe for a week due to tight flights from Easter Week. Ouch, an expensive mistake!

I catch my flight to Frankfurt and all seems well. That is, until I head to the American Airlines desk. I was flying stand-by, space available, from Frankfurt to Chicago, then onward to Canada to meet my executive producer Les Stroud. Here they inform me that my flight is now very oversold and, to make matters worse, a United Airlines flight was sending over dozens of their stranded passengers. The agent told me my chances were almost zero to get on the flight, but we gave it a go. Now I’m in the airport totally freaking out using the 12 dollar/hour WIFI connection to search for my Plan B—and it was ugly. Every flight to anywhere in the USA was no less than $1,200 one way. All standby flights were horribly overbooked. If I got stranded this day, I would be in Europe for at least 5 days or pay dearly. All I could do was pray for a miracle.

I head to the gate and sit in the long line of other standby passengers, some American Airlines employees, some friends & family, and many from United Airlines. It did not look good. But I kept my faith that it would all go well, and befriended a professional ballet dancer name John who was as cool as they come. He was standing by like me, but with a lower priority and for coach seats that were far more oversold than Business Class. But my famous Travel Angels were obviously watching down on me because they began passing out boarding cards to the standby passengers and guess who got the very last seat on the plane? Me. And in Business Class. Nice!
I prayed John would get on but his destiny was clearly to roam about Europe as a ballet dancer, singer, musician & overall great guy to have an adventure he’ll likely never forget.

For me, I sat down and toasted with a glass of champagne with a super cool entrepreneur named Roland from Monterey, Mexico. Like me, he was flying standby and we both got styled with the last two seats in business class. We made it! Next stop, Chicago then Toronto! So we thought. Just as we are taxiing down the runway the flight attendant comes on the horn with a panicked voice, “Is there a doctor on board? We have a man with serious chest pains who needs medical attention”. Over the next 90 minutes the efficient German medical team and logistics folks got the guy off alive and sent us to the runway to take off. Finally, we’re on the way! So we think…

We are just about over Amsterdam and ready to cross the Atlantic Ocean when the pilot comes on the PA saying that our icing system in the left engine is not working right. We will have to return to Frankfurt to assess the situation. Now, all hopes of catching my connecting flight to Toronto are clearly gone and, even worst, I begin to fear missing my meeting with Les. Les is as busy of man as they come and nailing down a date with him was not easy. And I needed this meeting to sort through all the options with the TV series and contracts. So again I put my faith in my Travel Angels and watched movies as we made our way back to Frankfurt and let the German technical team wrench on our left jet engine. Another 90 minutes later the engine is fixed and we are flying once again!

After almost 20 hours of travel we hit Chicago and American Airlines sets me and Roland up with some discount vouchers at Radisson Inn, and we decide to share a room with two posh beds for only $35 bucks each so could be worse. After about 3 hours of sleep I’m up again at 4.30AM to get to the airport for my 6.30AM flight to Toronto, then rent a car and drive 3 hours to Huntsville, Ontario in Canada, have a meeting Les, then driving back to meet my next Couchsurfing.org host Dan for the evening stay and, if the Travel Angels stick with me, I’ll be back in warm, sunny California in time for the weekend. Phew…

Take a break and enjoy the pics...Pictures are worth a thousand words...so enjoy this sideshow of the adventure! Then read on ;)

Well, I was to tired that night in Toronto I set my alarm for 4.30PM and not AM…ANOTHER costly mistake! I need an assistant! So I took a later flight that ended up being the curse of death for a standby passenger—flying during the busy Easter holiday. Not smart. I ended up stuck in Chicago but, as my Travel Angels never REALLY let me down, I ended up scoring a great weekend. Found a $70/night rate at the Palmer House Hilton, normally like $300-400/night, and a free massage to boot! Met up with a great buddy Nick who I have not seen for 4 years and gave myself some needed downtime before the mad rush. And it’s on…really on!

So I landed in San Diego last Sunday night and, after a nice 2-day adventure mountain biking with my best buddy Garryck, have officially moved myself into the classic Binks work mode—planning an expedition to Cuba, Jamaica , Central America and Mexico is just one task on the list. Add to this a professional budget for my investor, sponsorship proposals, production equipment, expedition equipment, fixing up my truck & camper to be ready for my mom, Cristina and my new baby, organizing the true grand finale open invitation Peace Ride from San Francisco to San Diego and much more. Yikes! I’m tired just writing this! But the rush of adrenaline is just what the doctor ordered to kickstart my butt into action.

April 22 is our 8 year anniversary—my how time flies when you’re flyin!

Big love!

Jamie

2010-03-11T06:58:00.000-08:00

European Adventures 2010

Snow on Lake Lugano, Switzerland

8:22AM, March 9, 2010

The smoke is so thick in this Spanish cafe you could cut it and spread it with a knife. Stranded passengers of buses, planes and trains trudge their heavy lugguage through the snow and ice. I'm grateful I've got my backpack and not roller case as it is useless today. Girona, Spain is shut down. If I was just a few hours earlier yesterday I could have beat the storm out but it pumbled the city with more snow that it's seen in decades.

I've got a meeting at 9AM tomorrow in Switzerland and somehow I need to make my way to Milan then Southern Switzerland. I'm not really all that worried, all I can do is my best. Worse comes to worst we'll meet later in the week. But I'm going to take on the challgene to keep the all day meeting with the management so the goal is to get back to Barcelona Airport to get whatever flight I can to Milan. I think I can succeed by later tonight. Gonna keep the faith.

---4:02PM, later same day

The Travel Angles. They never let me down. I'm sitting in the cafe, admiring a lovely northern European family, also stranded. The toddler captures everyones attention as he innocently stumbles from table to table involking smiles from frustrated, stranded travelers. The grandfather approaches me out of nowwhere, wondering if I speak Spanish as they desperately look for a cab to make thier way to Barcelona. We are on the same mission, but I have the goods.

We call various cab companies with no success but miraculously we are able to find two minivan cabs to take us from Girona to Barcelona Airport. The price: $300 Euros. Yikes. I'm invited to come along for 25 Euros which, after a wild ride with much needed interviention on my part, the family decides to waive with a smile. I make it to the airport in a few hours for free.

From there I find a wireless connection and in minutes have booked a new flight on Vueling leaving in 90 minutes to Milan for only 120 Euros. I'm now on the airport bus into town where my favorite Italian in the world Anna will be picking me up and whisking me away to eat lovely food before carrying on to Switzerland later this evening. Mission almost accomplished. I'm running on a peaceful, surrendered adrenline buzz watching the mystery of life unfold.

So just like that, I'm in Italy. I love Europe for the quick teleportation to new lands, languages, foods, architecture, fashion and landscapes. I feel at home in Northern Italy for some reason, perhaps it's my roots from here and Switzerland. Sometimes I think that's why I seem to connect so well with Assos, my favorite sponsor by far, being a Swiss-Italian company at heart. That's me, with a mix of Slovak to mix things up.

Phase one of my escapades in Europe are now complete. I'm amazed by the warmth of Cristina's family, now my family. What I feared might be shunned as a mistake, having a child out of wedlock with a Spanish woman, was rather embraced and celebrated. I now have nephews, a new sister and brother, Papa and a rockin’ Spanish Mamacita. Below are a few pics from part one of my stay in Barcelona. My next visit on the 21-24 March will include a trip to the doctor to watch our little gift swim and check out his or her private parts so we can stop saying his or hers and come up with a cool name :). The family is praying for a girl since they have 4 grandsons now, all nephews…bring on the nieces n granddaughters. For Cris and I, just a healthy child is all we’re after. So far so good!

I’ll be in Milan in a few minutes and I’ll try to send this sucker out from Switzerland. Assos styled me out with a lakeside room on the southern tip of Lake Lugano to rest up before our meetings tomorrow. Some exciting projects in the works, top secret cool stuff.

March 11, 2010...

Ahhh, fresh Swiss air! Clean water from the tap. Organization.

I hit Milan and my good friend Anna met me at the train station. From there it was off to my favorite European family--Anna's folks. A huge Italian feast of fresh pumpkin soup, meats, salads, wine, homemade breads...I LOVE ITALY!

The meetings the next day in Switzerland with my sponsor Assos went great and I found a great Couchsurfing.org host Aida in Lugano until the weekend. Life is good!

Over n out from Lugano!

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.

Binks

2010-02-22T19:50:00.000-08:00

The Final Turn...
February 22, 2010

My God Child Kaya (top) and sister Abree, brother Torey

It's been almost 3 weeks on the wild visit mission of so many important friends and family that I wanted to visit this last trip to USA before landing home for good. I'm now in San Francisco after a lovely tour of Mammoth, Tahoe, El Dorado Hills, Capitola, Santa Cruz, Half Moon Bay, Napa and St. Helena! It's been so nice to be amongst the ones I love and there are many more I did not get to visit this trip but will when I finally land...it's on the horizon!

Being away from the ones I love for over 9 months made me appreciate them so much. Every trip back it's the same desire--to reconnect and play! So here's a few pics of the latest tour in Half Moon Bay and Napa Valley. Enjoy!

2010-02-17T08:48:00.000-08:00

Family n Friends Road Trip, 2010

After my 9-month, 9-country adventure in South America there is NOTHING better than quality time with friends and family. Pictures are worth a thousand words--so enjoy the two albums to date of the Sierras in Mammoth/Tahoe and Santa Cruz adventures. Blissful good times!

Heading to Europe for business and to see our baby in the belly in Barcelona...stay tuned...

Enjoy!

Mammoth Birthday Trip & Tahoe Adventure

Santa Cruz Adventures

2010-01-21T17:48:00.000-08:00

Winter Blog from Los Angeles, CA

January 20, 2010

Reconnected with my best bros Garryck n Rich after a year apart!

It’s been just about a month since landing here in USA and I am finally experiencing winter. The rainy, cold weather has been the blessing in disguise to get me inside working consistently on various exciting projects (it’s hard to concentrate with summer weather and winter waves…). Since landing it’s been all about family and friends—something that, quite frankly, I grew to miss dearly the last few months of last South American expedition.

My first order of business after my initial family/friend burst of love was getting my 4x4 adventure machine lined up. Since my life will soon be making a drastic change in 2010 and beyond, it was time to make a similar change to my normal set of wheels. After several weeks of hunting, fixing and finagling I have a truly bad-ass machine—a 2001 4x4 Cummins Diesel Dodge truck lugging my transitional home—a buffed out 10 foot Lance camper with indoor/outdoor hot shower, bathroom, room for 5, big fridge, stove, oven, awning with hammock/bbq/chairs/outdoor chill area and more. I’ll do my best to run biodiesel whenever possible to minimize the ole carbon footprint and eventually install a waste vegetable oil system when I finally return ;) I’m not in USA long enough to rent/buy a pad but certainly not short enough to be couchsurfing on family and friends’ couches so this was the happy medium.

Oh, I just uploaded a small 20-photo slideshow so check it out here:

So now I’m in Los Angeles visiting my two best friends Garryck and Richard for the week while working on several projects. I’m writing a few treatments for the first series of my TV series in Africa for various networks and doing some important proposals for my key sponsors. I have yet to really start gearing up for the final leg of Central America and beyond but in due time. Right now I’m architecting a smooth landing not only for me, but for my first child who will be born this summer. So it’s not just about me anymore, and my creative mind is now conjuring things up at a whole new level.

We’re got a fund raising party this weekend that a few of our volunteers are leading so after doing some speaking there I may be b-lining up to the mountains for a few days of deep powder skiing. We’ll see if I can get my work done first, but it’s so tempting with over 10 feet of fresh up there! Carpe Diem, baby!

If you are in SoCal, check us out this Saturday the 23rd of January at Mosaic Wine Bar in San Diego at 3422 30th Street. Event info at www.stayclassy.org/events/heart-for-africa/E220

Over n out!

Binks

2009-12-19T14:46:00.000-08:00

Blog from San Diego, CA

After 20+ hours I arrive in San Diego from Colombia!
Enjoying a cold Pacifico with my bro Pablo. Good to be home!

Greetings from sunny n warm San Diego! In flip flops n short in wintertime. Dig it!

My 9-country South American tour is officially over and happy memories are swimming in my head and heart. Very grateful for all the people and opportunities that came my way in the last 10 months. Pictures are worth a thousand words so I'll let them do the talking as I head out to surf at sunset here in SD! There's some exciting news in there too! Colombia was full of surprises! Enjoy!

http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/ColombianAdventures1?feat=directlink

Big love!

Jamie

2009-12-05T18:49:00.000-08:00

Blog from Medellín, Colombia

The colors of Cali, salsa capital of the world

Wow! All I gotta say is COME TO COLOMBIA! Don't believe the hype! See this place with your own two eyes!

Okay, done venting. Been a VERY eventful few weeks with a tons of good news and a few big surprises. Exciting things happening in many directions and very grateful for it all.

I'm amongst great people here in Medellín listening to salsa music and getting the feet warmed for a night on the town. The 5 days in Cali and 7 days of adventuring up here to Medellin have been loaded with unforgettable experiences. I'll let the photo album do the talkin below. We're off to San Andres Island for 10 days of sun, surf, diving and riding before my home for the holidays.

Enjoy the ride!

http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/ColombianAdventures1?feat=directlink

2009-11-27T14:35:00.000-08:00

Blog from Cali, Colombia

My Colombian guest rider Fernando in the Ecuadorian Amazon

Greetings from Cali, Colombia--Salsa dancing capital of the world! Listening to Salsa now and on my way to a live show and dance before riding north to Medellin, about 500km north. I just posted a newsletter that has the latest photos from the 3rd part of our Ecuadorian adventures and it can be found at www.peacepedalers.com/ecuador-nl.html. Check it out!

Life is good! Loving Colombia so far! Tons of cyclists (finally!), great people, music, food, nature...

Big Love!

Jamie

2009-11-13T18:35:00.000-08:00

Blog from Quito, Ecuador

Filming the band Solar up above Quito. Priceless!

We are loving Quito! We had to stop here to pick up spare parts, a replacement camera and other supplies and are grateful for the detour. We met this band Solar at a live performance and they put on a private concert for us and the viewers of our TV series yesterday. Today we spent 12 hours launching our latest charity project "Ecuatopia"--a grassroots team of Ecuadorians and lovers of Ecuador (like me!) who want to protect it from any more crazy mass destruction to the environment. Check out the first version of our site at www.ecuatopia.org.

Heading into the "caliente" Amazon jungle for about a week or so then into Colombia. Off to do some salsa dancing and take some time away from the computer!

Peace,

Jamie

2009-11-10T19:05:00.000-08:00

Blog from Esmeraldas, Ecuador

The sunset after our 2nd surf session...lovely!

Just finished filming and enjoying some musicians here in NW Ecuador and we are finally leaving the coastal life and heading to Quito then the Amazon jungle. Life is good! Check latest pics of our life on the coast here:

http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/EcuadorPart2TheCoast?feat=directlink

The pictures tell it all...it's been more about friendships and "staying put" then pedaling away and past all the lovely people here in this stunning country of Ecuador. Will be putting on some miles in the Amazon to work off all this seafood!

Peace,

Jamie & Cristina

2009-10-31T13:35:00.000-07:00

Photo Blog from Southern Ecuador
10/31/09

My last of a long list of fun n friendly Ecuadorian riders Sergio :) See the pics!

Happy Halloween! In Guayaquil now with a LOVELY family and off to the beach soon since the folks here are celebrating a 4-day weekend! Nice! Some truly stunning pics with captions take ya with us on the adventure from the border of Peru to Guayaquil. Enjoy!

2009-10-27T14:33:00.000-07:00

Blog from Machala, Ecuador

A smiling escort from our host and Ecuadorian brother Juan Angel

I'm in Ecuador after an amazing 3 days ride of Northern Peru and tons of great adventures in that lovely country. We are staying w/ a very cool Couchsurfing host named Juan Angel who is an Angel, and this mother Cecilia in Machala. We have been eating, playing, riding and mostly working on preparation to ride north and secure the footage and stuff from Peru n all. We were going to leave today but our host had to leave suddenly and said he could ride with us tomorrow if we stayed another day sooooo, it was meant to be. I am going to post a journal entry soon so check out www.peacepedalers.com/journals.html for a full update.

Check some pics of North Peru here:

Head here to see a full slide show

As you’ll see in the pics much of the trip was off the bike and with great people and on the beach in the famous waves of Peru. My passion for surf and skiing made Chile and Peru far different than any typical bike trip and I look back on my months of indulgence in great food, wine, skiing, surfing, sun, relaxing, more food and wine….no wonder I have my first significant belly and chubby face in over 7 years! But one great thing about my lifestyle is that all I have to do is live my life on the bike and it melts off like butta…so goodbye gut and hello sun n strength!

I now have some time to connect, write, plan, chill and recoup for the adventures ahead. It's a 4-day holiday weekend Halloween here in Ecuador so it should be super duper fun. Friday we have a host in Guayquil named Alejandra who seems super cool, spiritual and a real traveler. Also, we have a pseudo host named Pachi who gave us a lift part of the way from the border in his truck who is a huge surfer and eager to show us around too. This weekend we are hoping to get to the beaches to do some surfing and freak out a bit w/ Halloween then ride the "Ruta del Sol"--a smaller coastal road that is meant to be super duper fun and full of cool characters we can play with.

But all the future plans after Halloween will depend on what happens with LAN Airlines and our proposal to them. We sent a proposal to them to make them our “official airline” of our Latin American Tour and all sorts of benefits in return for 2 first class tickets from Guayaquil to Easter Island :0). I am a stubborn guy when I want to get my way and we sent a proposal to them and others in Chile but no go so we left Chile without really getting enough footage for my show or seeing one of Chile’s very coolest places to visit (and surf and mountain bike ;)). The proposal is in the final stages and we’ll know in a few days!!! Cross our fingers!!

Big smiles in Puerto Pizarro, Peru :)

So just ate some granola and fresh milk and I’ve got shirt and shoes off—the way I love to chill out when the weather is right—and it should be nice and cozy all the way to Mexico! Yesterday had the most massive seafood feast ever and I’m loving all the fresh fish by the coast. I’ve got a full day of work planned but still hope to take my host Cecilia out on the bike for a ride and interview before the sun goes down. The bikes just got tuned up and tomorrow we’re on the road again into the long roads of banana plantations. If you like bananas this is the place to be! You can buy a pound of bananas for about 5 cents and it’s my chosen fuel source on the bike so I’m stoked for that.

On the personal side of life I think I have finally crossed the tall wall of the 9-month travel burnout point. I have hit it before and usually head home for a visit to recharge by now but not an option since I lost my flying benefits w/ Mom’s airlines till March next year. I’m still really missing home and would love to be with my friends and family far more than pedaling a bike with strangers but I’ve mustered up a few appreciation for the lifestyle of travel and adventure I choose and things are good. I had the chance to have long chats with Skype with my family and friends in Peru and we are all excited about the fact that I’ll soon be home for good—able to finally plant some roots and connect at a much deeper level with the ones I really care about most. In all my travels the one common thread of all humanity I’ve witnessed is the contentment people have being connected to their family and the importance of family in everyone’s life. I’m grateful that I have been able to come home every year for 3-6 months and not feel so disconnected like many long term adventurers, but still I am excited switch the balance of time and make the majority of my life now with my community and as many weeks or months as I can out adventuring with my family. But this is all still months away…for now, off to do some ridin’. If all goes as planned I’ll have a nice visit w/ family over Christmas but ya never know :)

Peace,

Jamie

2009-10-16T15:07:00.000-07:00

Blog from Lima, Peru

Greetings from lovely Lima, Peru. I am in awe how fast time flies by lately. On one hand I don’t want to “rush” through countries while, to be honest, I’m trying to keep some momentum to land in the arms of my family and friends by next year. It’s been a long journey and country 73 here in Peru has been a mix of it all—fortunately mostly positive stuff to report, minus clawing over the wall of travel burnout which I have nearly reached the top…

We finally got out of Iquique, Chile where our lovely connection with Roberto, Amor & Cristian was hard to leave. If you have not had a chance to meet this crew, and the other Couchsurfers I was blessed to bond with, here’s an album below of my 2 week basecamp in N. Chile.

But after a few hard days of dusty, bumpy, boring travel we made it to Cuzco, Peru to start our adventures on our Inca Expedition. Cristina and I had been at each other’s throat a bit, mostly due to being cooped up for so long, and getting moving helped the situation quite a bit.

Pictures tell a thousand words they say so take a trip through the Inca Expedition here and I’ll write more in the journal. For now, just know we had an epic time riding with four soulful characters exploring nature, history, culture, food, music and all the yummy stuff I adore in traveling. Enjoy the ride!

After the Cuzco adventures to Machu Picchu we ended up staying 3 days right on the beach at the famous surf spot Punta Hermosa with the parents of Burlingame High School classmate Ramon Mifflin. Ramon’s parents Ramon and Ingrid were super sweet and took us in like family while I took my beatings from the strongest waves I’ve surfed in years. From the beach we hit up Lima to visit more friends of friends a few days and did some media work with Cable Magico’s hit show Entre Titulares before finally getting back into pedaling road in Northern Peru. Southern Peru is grey, cold and depressing this time of year so we are hoping for warmer, sunnier weather as we ride the northern region (not to mention, more great surf up there…I’m not going to lie…for me, Peru is as much about surf as riding, if not more)

Okay, that’s the latest. Hope to get a journal out next week for more detail. We’re also still waiting to hear from LAN Airlines to see if they are sending us from Ecuador to Easter Island for the biggest and most stylin’ u-turn in Peace Pedalers history :) Say some prayers for us as we sorted skunked out on the epic riding in Chile and are eager to pedal down there in Paradise :)

Big hugs!

Jamie & Part Time Peace Pedaler Cristina

2009-09-25T06:49:00.001-07:00

Blog from Iquique, Chile
September 26, 2009

Gabriel and his crew of llama herders in the Atacama Altiplano

Big love from Iquique, Chile! I’m at my Chilean brother Roberto’s studio/apartment/couchsurfing capital of Northern Chile and it’s truly the nerve center of positive creativity. I met Roberto in late July coming in from Bolivia and we have grown to become great friends and now partners in an exciting new project called Positive Press/Prensa Positiva (www.prensapositiva.tv is best link and translate to English on the site)

I’ve received all sorts of emails asking for an update on what’s new and I’m happy to report so, so many exciting reports. Here goes:

1) Atacama Adventures: Yep, we had a thrilling expedition into the Altiplano of the Atacama Desert. It was Cristina’s first taste of high altitude cycling, spending 4 days over 4,000 meters (13,000 feet+). You can take a photo slideshow adventure below.

2) The Chile Stop: I was first grounded in Chile due to a bike break down and now I’m here in limbo waiting to hear if we are going to Easter Island next week or not. While waiting to hear from a sponsoring network Megavision who may be buying our tickets to one of the world’s most stunning islands. Cristina and I are busy planning our adventure to Columbia onwards and, at the same time, I’m also working on moving all the charity projects forward:

3) Operation Agua: What started as two strangers connecting in Muyupampa, Bolivia has now led to an active project to bring water to our first village—the Ayango community. Our Pilot Project is in motion and more info at www.operationagua.org. Please, take 3-minutes to check out a video/photo intro on our launch project.

4) Good Hope Schools: I’ve been working hard as well on this project as now we are starting a school in Rwanda! Not only that, but we are expanding Good Hope Uganda from it’s 150+ student capacity to support over 300! Both schools need funding and we have a 2009 goal of about $40,000 so help us by getting involved or making a donation. Fresh updates, budgets, photos and more at www.goodhopeschool.net. A new 7-minute video is below. Enjoy!

5) Positive Press: If you are like me, you don’t like watching negative news over and over again. If you have half a brain you know that the negative news represents the vast MINORITY of the true state of our world. Positive Press will be a TV network dedicated to bringing you a balanced report what’s happening in our world. It’s an internet-based network at first and we are off to a great start with thousands of visitors and contributors. Check out www.positivepress.tv (English) or, a better site right now, is www.prensapositiva.tv (Spanish but with translation available).

6) Expedition Update: We should be on the road rolling somewhere in a few days. I’ve made some exciting changes to my route, which will now bring me to the Caribbean for adventures in the Dominican Republic, Haiti, Jamaica and Cuba. I had to pull out a few Central American countries but hey, I’ll still be at all the epic wave spots in true Live Big form ;) Latest at www.peacepedalers.com/stage3.html.

Sooooooo, my trip is not all about hammering the pedals day after day. It’s changed quite a bit over the years, if you have not noticed. I've realized many other passions besides riding and traveling. I really dig the charity incubation role I'm taking in the world for the time being. Personally, I’m filled with an enthusiasm not only for my life and projects as they stand today but also for the fact that I’ll be back in my own home country about 6 short months. I do miss my family and friends a LOT, but I have no desire go home quite yet. I’m in the final stretch and excited about the adventures ahead!

Over n out from Chile!

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.

Jamie ;)

2009-09-16T14:04:00.000-07:00

Back on the road in Chile!

My first Altiplano guest rider at over 4,200 meters, almost 14,000 feet ;)
(Note the geyser behind at Tatio)

So I am just back from an amazing adventure in the Altiplano with my Part-Time Peace Pedaler Cristina and nursing some sunburns, chapped faces and tattered respitory systems but spirits are high! I sent off this newsletter with fresh photos from my over one month being grounded in Chile getting my bike frame welded so enjoy some great pics, stories n a nice video. More on the adventures in the Altiplano soon...enjoy!

Photos from Iquique to Week 1 in Portillo at: http://tinyurl.com/mje7t8
Photos of Week 2-3 in Portillo and onwards to sea level: http://tinyurl.com/lhsjvj
A great video on my 3 week stay in in the Andes: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3oH6eVJV28

Since landing in Chile I have been blessed by a constant stream of soulful, generous and super fun people who have made me feel right at home. As you may know, the frame of my titanium tandem finally cracked after over 7 years of use. My efforts to find a titanium welder in both Iquique and Santiago were fruitless so it was looking likely I would have to send it to the USA for repairs. At first I was pretty bummed out about this but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Check this out….

My first stop coming in from over 13,000 feet in Bolivia with a nasty cold, broken frame and slightly shattered spirits was the home of Roberto Corona in Iquique who I met on Couchsurfing.com. Roberto and his family took me in, nurtured me and made me feel right at home. I was cured in no time at all and ready to make my way to meet my good friend Sara in San Pedro de Atacama for some R&R and to formulate my plan of attack. We sucked up some of the epic mountain biking, salt flats and stunning sunsets in the world’s driest desert but I still could not find a titanium welder for my frame.

While there I ended up meeting a cool cat named Brandon who worked at Tierra Atacama Hotel and he mentioned that the manager there Chris Purcell is connected with Portillo Ski Resort down south. I had already sent a proposal to them to see if they would host me during the bike repairs and allow me to do some skiing but the proposal was not moving along so well. Sara and I stopped by Tierra Atacama to chat with Chris and share the current challenges and intentions with him. Chris and I got along like brothers right from the get go and I took him on a spin on the tandem while explaining my goal to do some skiing in Portillo and to use the Atacama as my launching pad when I get back on the road.

Chris and I connected on a solid level and he really liked the Peace Pedalers project. Before I knew it I was being hosted at the hotel (you gotta stay at this place if you head to Atacama—it’s divine! www.tierraatacama.com) and he also helped move my proposal along down in Portillo. The day before I made my way down to Santiago to send the bike frame I got an email from Ski Portillo accepting my proposal and they offered me an all inclusive 3-week ski vacation! I was jumping for joy! Sara was also invited to stay, ski and eat with me too. We were jumping for joy! Sara had my skis delivered via FedEx and even used her family’s account to send my bike part back to USA! Go Sara!

Down in Santiago my best buddy Garryck pimped Sara and I out with a killer 4-star hotel room with this Sheraton points and the next day we charged up to Ski Portillo where my 3-weeks of bliss would begin. The food, hotel, scenery, skiing, entertainment, people, staff—all totally first class but without the pretentiousness at some nice resorts. There are accommodation options ranging from bunk beds and cafeteria-style dining to posh suites with world-class meals a day. I have to honestly say it is my favorite ski resort on earth—and I’m only a few days into it!

As if this is not enough—the magic continues. I spotted a white-haired man named Tom sporting a Mammoth Ski Patrol shirt on the first day. Turns out he was there traveling with his son Dan and his girlfriend Nicole, both ski patrollers at Mammoth. My little brother Nick is also a patroller and they are good friends with him and his wife Kari! Small world, eh? So I found great new friends and ski buddies right off the back and have my brother Nick’s spirit with me as I charge the terrain with some of Mammoth’s finest.

I cut a video of the magic in Chile—hope you enjoy it!

My first week in Portillo was like a dream come true. My new friends Dan, Nicole, Ane, Stein and Tom were an excellent addition our ski adventures. Sara and I enjoyed our room overlooking the Inca Lake and we ate gourmet meals around our daily ski missions into the breathtaking mountains of Portillo. The first of 3 storms finally came in and dumped about 6 feet of fresh, cold Andes blower powder on the first Friday and Saturday, stranding our friends one extra day. The result was a ripping Sunday blue-bird (blue skies) day with literally perfect conditions. One lift after another opened as they dug out the chairs and slingshot poma rope tows to bring us into a white wonderland of fresh, dry, untouched powder. There is nothing better than riding these conditions than doing it with great friends and at a resort that only allows a few hundred skiers to ski per day—thus keeping the snow fresh for days after it falls.

Dan, Sara and the crew finally left and the 2nd week crowd of vacationers arrived next. I missed my crew dearly but soon met new friends and the fun continued for another two weeks. I could write dozens of pages about my magical experiences in Portillo but I’ll sum it up for you. I skied daily, unless the mountain was closed due to a storm. In this case I set up my “office” by the window and cranked away tasks for my projects. I also gave a total of three slideshow and video presentations on Peace Pedalers and our projects. The final result was finding several volunteer fundraisers and about $500 in donations I was able to send off to Rwanda to get our 2nd Good Hope School launched. All the projects are moving along well—check out www.peacepedalers.com/projects.html for the latest. Of course, a few times a week I hit the live music and late night dance activities at the bar and La Posada with the guests and friends. I must say it was 3 of the best weeks of my life.

I met some lifelong friends in my 3-weeks at Portillo and know I will be returning for regular ski holidays south of the border for years to come. There is something magical about this mountain that cannot be put to words, it just must be experienced. The 2nd and 3rd weeks of my holiday flew by pretty quick and before I knew it I was heading back down to sea level with my Portillo Princess Veronica for a weekend on the ocean in Valparaiso. Veronica is a ski instructor at Portillo in the southern hemisphere winter and a does the same in Europe for the northern hemisphere winters. We met my first week in Portillo and spent almost every day together doing plenty of skiing, hot tubbing and dancing the night away.

Valparaiso is by far one of the coolest cities on earth! Every corner I turned my jaw would drop with the colors, views, architecture, eclectic shops and art galleries. Veronica went to university in Valpo and had family there so I had the perfect guide to show me around. We spent one night in a hotel overlooking the bay, the second night her good friends Aldo and Maryorie and the final evening with her parents and family at their country home outside Valpo. I could not have asked for a better return to sea level than my 3-day weekend with Veronica and crew.

We finally had to make our way back to Santiago and get down to “business”. I was lucky to reconnect with my good friend Polo who I met up in Atacama and he offered me to stay two nights in Santiago with his girlfriend Macarena and roommate Paulina. In Santiago I began my mission to return some value for the gracious generosity of the Ski Portillo and Tierra Atacama by first doing an interview with CNN Chile. The interview broadcasted live and I sported a Tierra Atacama shirt so all was well. I then went over to a meeting with Oxford Bicycles where I managed to meet the CEO and he agreed to donate a new bike to Peace Pedalers so Cristina could ride with me up to Columbia. Cristina and I rode together in Argentina and Paraguay and were looking forward to more adventures together. Finally, I had a meeting with William, another Portillo friend and CEO of Megavision, one of Chile’s largest TV networks, to chat about other cool projects.

So it was mission accomplished on the business side of things and now it was time to welcome in the famous Mamacita in from San Diego. Mom was coming in to hand deliver the fixed part of my bicycle frame and get a bit of bonding time with me. One of my good friends Andres I met in Portillo offered to host mom and me in his flat on Wednesday night. He then went many of extra miles over the next few days that put this man Andres on the top of the Most Hospitable list by far. Check this out…

So Portillo was getting a dose of fresh new snow and I was dying to have mom see Portillo and dive into more fresh turns. So I proposed to Andres that all three of us head back up for another few days of skiing and enjoying the mountain paradise. Andres agreed to pick mom up from the airport, drive all of us up to the mountain, share a hotel room with us, drive us back down, pick up Cristina at the airport fresh in from Brazil, host all three of us at his pad for the weekend and then take us all to a backpackers lodge when it was time to move on. All this he did even with a nasty cold and plenty of work to do launching his new law firm. Go Andres! Mom LOVED Portillo and Andres and I were super stoked to get one more powder day in the sun!

So now Cristina was in town and we began sorting the new gear that was donated by Ortlieb and Assos (panniers and clothes) brought by Mamacita and began planning our adventures north. One of the big goals we have now is to do an expedition of Easter Island, or Isla de Pascua, one of Chile’s gems about 3,000km off the coast of Chile. I had heard so much about it and met people connected to it so I felt like the logical place to explore after our adventures in Atacama. Cristina and I are hoping to get tickets either donated by LAN airlines or picked up by Megavision as they are not cheap. In the meantime, William invited us to dinner at his house on Monday and I was invited to yet another cool media gig being on the popular talk show Cadena Nacional last night.

So mom left back to USA last night, Andres drive mom and Cristina to the bus station, I rode Cristina’s new bike there and last night we bid our “see you next time” to Andres and a teary-eyed goodbye to mom. Cristina and I are now on a 24 hour bus ride back up to my bike and gear in San Pedro de Atacama. Tierra Atacma hosted me a few days before I left down south, then they watched my bike and gear while in Portillo and now they are hosting me and Cristina 3 more nights while we gear up for an adventures ahead. I could not be more stoked! I’ve got a fixed bike, new gear, a super cool travel partner and the road is calling once again!

Over n out from somewhere in northern Chile!

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.

Jamie

2009-08-18T10:19:00.000-07:00

Powder Perfection in Portillo, Chile

The snow is STILL falling--another several feet expected. Just after this sunset we were hammered by a massive dumping...followed by a bluebird powder day.

The calm before the storm

And the fruits of the storm...

Big Powder day in Portillo Chile with the Vail Resorts Epic Tour from Rex Lint on Vimeo.

2009-08-12T13:42:00.000-07:00

Blog from Portillo, Chile

Greetings from up high in the Andes Winter Wonderland—Portillo, Chile! Since landing in Chile I have been blessed by a constant stream of soulful, generous and super fun people who have made me feel right at home. My efforts to find a titanium welder to fix my broken bike frame in both Iquique and Santiago were fruitless so I had to send it to the USA for repairs. At first I was pretty bummed out about this but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Check this video out!

I met up with my good friend Sara in San Pedro de Atacama for some R&R and to formulate my plan of attack. While there I ended up meeting a cool cat named Brandon who worked at Tierra Atacama Hotel and he mentioned that the manager there Chris Purcell is connected with Portillo Ski Resort down south. I had already sent a proposal to them to see if they would host me during the bike repairs and allow me to do some skiing but the proposal was not moving along so well. Sara and I stopped by Tierra Atacama to chat with Chris and share the current challenges and intentions with him. Chris and I got along like brothers right from the get go and I took him on a spin on the tandem while explaining my goal to do some skiing in Portillo and to use the Atacama as my launching pad when I get back on the road.

Chris and I connected on a solid level and he really liked the Peace Pedalers project. Before I knew it I was being hosted at the hotel (you gotta stay at this place if you head to Atacama—it’s divine! www.tierraatacama.com) and he also helped move my proposal along down in Portillo. The day before I made my way down to Santiago to send the bike frame I got an email from Ski Portillo accepting my proposal and they offered me an all inclusive 3-week ski vacation! I was jumping for joy! Sara was also invited to stay, ski and eat with me too. We were jumping for joy! Still am!

Down in Santiago my best buddy Garryck pimped Sara and I out with a killer 4-star hotel room with this Sheraton points and the next day we charged up to Ski Portillo where I’m currently resting my sore legs after four days of beautiful skiing. The food, hotel, scenery, skiing, entertainment, people, staff—all totally first class but without the pretentiousness at some nice resorts. There are accommodation options ranging from bunk beds and cafeteria-style dining to posh suites with world-class meals a day. I have to honestly say it is my favorite ski resort on earth—and I’m only a few days into it!

As if this is not enough—the magic continues. I spotted a white-haired man named Tom sporting a Mammoth Ski Patrol shirt on the first day. Turns out he was there traveling with his son Dan and his girlfriend Nicole, both ski patrollers at Mammoth. My little brother Nick is also a patroller and they are good friends with him and his wife Kari! Small world, eh? So I found great new friends and ski buddies right off the back and have my brother Nick’s spirit with me as I charge the terrain with some of Mammoth’s finest.

So a huge storm is on the way and everyone is awaiting the monster dumping of 3-6 feet over the next few days. Chris is on the way here so I’ll have another ski buddy and brother to chill with as I enjoy the slice of Andean Mountain Paradise. Some pics of Chile to date can be seen in the photo album below:

I highly recommend a ski holiday down here—it’s like nothing you ever experienced and will leave you smiling and coming back for more! Check out www.skiportillo.com for more info.

Over n out from Portillo!

Jamie

2009-07-27T18:17:00.000-07:00

Blog from Iquique, Chile
July 27, 2009

The newborn puppies of my host Roberto. Too Cute!

I made it to the Pacific Ocean and am fired up! The crack in the frame has indeed grown worse from 2-weeks of pedaling in Bolivia and not a titanium welder in sight so far. Looking like the frame piece will go back to USA and I'll take some time to do some skiing and writing while repairs are done.

I landed into the arms of a super warm and open Corona family. All in all there are 11 of us under one cozy roof and I feel like part of the family. My host Roberto has styled me out with a portable office, place to stay and so much caring hospitality. He's a stellar photographer and visionary I'm sure you'll enjoy meeting in the near future. The Chileans are known for their tight family unit and I can certainly feel it here--and it's lovely.

My Chilean brother Roberto and I in his studio workin' up some beautifully evil plans :)

Off to Atacama for some adventures and relaxing later in the week followed by a search for snow in the Andes--been way too long without skiing and the broken bike frame is permission to ski, baby!

Over n out for now!

Jamie

2009-07-24T19:29:00.000-07:00

Blog from Potosi, Bolvia

July 24, 2009

Greetings from 13,420 Feet!

A quick post here from Potosi where the wind has been howling and temperatures pretty darn chilly. I gave it my all to connect w/ the indigenous folks in the countryside including bringing a kilo of coca, learning Quechua & the traditions, and sharing tons of great Bolivian music upon arrival in the villages w/ my Ipod sound system. But I'm sad to say I simply could not crack the fear and prejudice that is rampant of white faces on a long tandem bike.

My Quechua language class in Sucre with Bruno

Learning to chew Coca and how to invite the locals in the villages

To make a long story short I was gutted when I was told, after being as consdierate and kind as I could at my first night's village stay, that I was there to "steal their blood" of the people, and they feared I would "open their chests and steal their hearts". No joke, this was my wakup call yesterday morning.

Yesterday was a tearful, frustrating day that started with some tough interactions with the elderly folks, then led to insane headwinds and brutal solo climbs (5 people the night before wanted to ride the next day and zero showed up...sorta bumed me out more...). While eating on the the side of the road a truck came by and offered to take me to Potosi with a smile. It was perfect timing...I was done.

I was hoping to have a start fresh in a new region and do some riding in the stunning area of Uyuni but there have been unseasonal wind storms raking havoc for days and the report is for at least 4 more. So, all day I've been pondering...do I spend 4 days in freezing cold Potosi or dusty n cold Uyuni or do I hop a few buses to rock some warm waves in Iquique, Chile where the weather is perfect, waves divine and several lovely souls eager to host me and show me some good, nurturing hospitality...hummmmm. A few years back when my ego was a bit stronger I might have waited it out so as not to seem like a whimp in the eys of whatever folks that might be following my adventures. But right now the waves, warm weather and friendly people are callin' like never before. I'll be in the water as soon as Sunday night and am stoked about it.

That's the skinny...totally stoked on the majority of my expereinces in Bolivia--just the one crusher of not really being able to ride, connect, understand and be understood by the Quechua people of this region. But I'll be back...they ain't goin' anywhere! On the positive side, my new partner Bruno has located our first pilot community to launch "Operation Agua" to bring fresh water to the first of many villages who lack clean water. More to come on this, but I can say happily "mission accomplished" here in Bolivia--great new friends, amazing adventures, lovely music and so much more. OFF TO CHILE!!!

Big love!

Binks

2009-07-21T12:11:00.000-07:00

Blog from Sucre, Bolivia

July 20, 2009

More photos at:

http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/BlessingsInBolivia?feat=directlink

Big Love from lovely Sucre, Bolivia!

Bolivia is rocking my world in every way. My three days in Camiri were magical with live music, traditional dance and a huge festival going on to sample food, people and tons of smiles. Mauro was my first rider in Bolivia and he and I adventured both in Camiri and out of the city to my first stop in Ipati. We rolled the cameras into Ipati and the magic unfolded by meeting a cool cat Oscar who invited us to stay the night, eat and share a slice of life in the Bolivian Chaco with he and his family. My adventures in Bolivia were off to a great start.

Festivals = Treats = Happy Binks!

My Bolivian Brother Mauro with his 2 pets--Cat and Rat

Mauro and I out on a sunset ride in Camiri

Our host Oliver and his family in Ipati--unforgettable home stay!

Mauro headed back the next day and I began riding the rugged dirt roads heading for the highlands. The climbs and roads were brutal but I was having a blast. But at my lunch stop I realized that the small crack in my bike frame I discovered back in Camiri was getting worse from the off-road riding. I checked my map and decided to do a wild hitching mission to some roads in better condition. My map turned out to be wrong and the roads were not much better up in Padilla but I rode onwards with low tire pressure looking for adventure.

My first broken frame--still rollin...

I could not find any guest riders going my way on the challenging head-wind infested rocky road to Tomina but I ended up meeting a handful of friendly locals when I arrived who invited me to stay with their family. The experiences were unforgettably rich, living and bonding with some truly special souls beating to a drum so pleasantly different than mine. My two planned riders the next day had to cancel in the morning so I hit the road solo for another day of tough riding, getting painful rejections from a few very worthy riders who, for some reason, chose walking or taking a bus than riding—perhaps it has something to do with the insane climbs and butt-crushing bumpy roads?

By the time I was just outside the town of Zudenez my body was totally exhausted after climbing over 3,000 vertical feet on sandy roads into a headwind—oh, without any suspension since it’s been out since Argentina and parts on the way to Chile. Again I struck out with riders all day and my physical and mental state was not so hot. I met a truck driver Jose who offered to take me up to Tarabuco where proper asphalt would start and to give my body and bike a much needed break. I was battling a cold to boot, so the rest would do me good.

I asked at least a dozen people to come riding in Tarabuco but again had to hit the road solo for a 65km ride to Sucre. Luckily the 14 hours of sleep did me good and I was feeling strong for another tough day of climbing the endless hills of Bolivia—and now I was pedaling up at about 10,000+ feet so the air was thin. Luckily the headwind mellowed out and the pavement and stunning views were just what the doctor ordered to get my spirits back again—not to mention the thought of getting a proper meal, shower and checking some music and nightlight that weekend (always a good motivator for me)

After six of the most challenging days of touring to date Sucre was a site for sore eyes. After climbing again well over 3,000 feet over the day I descended from the dry, brown and mostly featureless countryside into an oasis that blew me away. Sucre is called the “white city” for its lovely white colonial architecture and it’s a true gem. I felt at home from the first moment I arrived—just the right size, not too big and not too small. I was eager to rest up my sore legs and explore what Bolivia’s capital had to offer.

I could write forever on the magical experiences I’ve had since landing in Sucre but I’ll keep this blog short and encourage you to read the newsletter when it comes out. The summary goes like this…

Met the owner of Bibliocafe Renato and his sister Marcia who LOVED the Peace Pedalers project and invited me to film a local rock concert the next day and styled me with yummy food and cold beers. Next day I rode with some cool indigenous folks on the way to search for traditional music and ran into Renato and his family who took me to a private concert that was just starting the moment I arrived by Los Masis, one of Bolivia’s top traditional music groups.

From there I met one of the band members Roberto, who became like a brother at first site. From there I met Sonja, a cool Czech volunteer English teacher who offered to be my assistant at the rock concert later that night. Then a cool cat Bruno I met way back in Muyupampa joins Sonja and I at the concert location where Renato styles our team out with lovely food and some of South America’s finest beers. Nice!

The concert rocked until 2AM and Bruno and I began to talk about starting a charity project to bring water to small villages in the campo. Roberto and Rene then show up, members of the Los Masis band, and after the concert we kept the party rockin heading out to enjoy Sucre’s nightlife until 5AM with great new friends from around the world. Life is good!

Yesterday was another magical day where I ended up riding with Roberto up to a small barrio to meet an musician Miguel at his family’s salt stall. This turned out to be a private concert by Miguel, Roberto and an old drunk yet talented guy who grabbed the guitar and ripped out numerous stellar songs that Roberto just happened to know as well. Roberto sings like no other and has performed worldwide so I’m sure the hi-def video will be stellar. Trying to get a utube video on this for ya…classic! From there we went back to Los Masis cultural center where we discovered food, culture, history and a personal interview with one of the founders Roberto, followed by another private concert by Miguel and his sister playing traditional pan flutes of Bolivia—unforgettable.

A private concert by Miguel and his sister

As if it could not get any better, today we were invited to film and experience some of Sucre’s best food and top chefs at Restaurant El Huerto. They had a full spread set up and showed us and the world via video how to make two yummy traditional meals with many lovely touches and we ate, drank and celebrated just before Rene put on a private show of his skills playing the “kena” flute that blew us all away.

I’m now just ready to go meet with Bruno and Roberto to talk about our charity project, now called “Aqua por Vida” or Water for Life. We hope to get the ball rolling on our first pilot project at a small village near where Bruno and I met that is in dire need of water. Stay tuned—very excited.

My first kilo of coca--I have a new strategy to bond with the locals on the way to Potosi

The two founders of "Operation Agua" in our office makin' plans--stay tuned!!

I’ll be heading out on a very tough 3-day ride Wednesday to Potosi, the world’s highest city at 13,420 feet, with a new strategy to find riders and connect with the local people. I’ll be bringing coca leaves as a gift to the elders and have a new sound system for the bike to crank Bolivian music—that should warm up the locals for my next journey! I’ve got 2 riders lined up between now and then and many more cool experiences to be had. Super excited about how Bolivia is shaping out! From Potosi I’ll make my way to Uyuni to experience the stellar Salar before making my way to Atacama to relax at Atacama Adventure Wellness & Ecolodge where much needed rest and massages await!

Come to Bolivia! You’ll love it!

2009-07-10T07:34:00.000-07:00

Blog from Bolivia
July 10, 2009

My last day of riding in the Chaco, Paraguay--Magical

I just took the most dusty and bumpy bus ride I’ve had since back in Africa! I’m covered in dust as I write from the bus, looking out on the grey skies. I’m in Bolivia and feeling a bit low in the energy department but still pretty excited. Not as excited as I would be if my partner in crime Cristina was still with me, to be honest. We spent 18 days together adventuring Argentina and Paraguay together we grew quite close and used to being together. She was a great teammate, travel companion and now one of my best friends on the planet. Needless to say, yesterday was a teary one as she hopped a bus back to her backpack in Argentina and will be returning to Brazil soon after. I’m still recovering as I’m sure she is as well.

Divertido=Fun!

Golfing with Friendly German-Speaking Mennonites in Chaco Desert of Paraguay--Priceless

4 Flats in one sittin'. Classic. A grand adventure in the Chaco

And the people we met were just stunning...see the photo album for more!

Paraguay was magical. I’ll be writing a newsletter shortly so stay on the newsletter list for a full journal as you’ll love the stories. From golfing and staying with Mennonites in the dry Chaco Desert, to adventures with two indigenous families way off the beaten path, it was unforgettable. A few pics are below and a rough cut of the photos can be found at http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/ParadiseInParaguay?feat=directlink#.

Here in Camiri, Bolivia I really lucked out. Although I lost my partner in crime Cristina I am blessed with a big festival that is here in town with live music, happy people and good times. Going to find some cool music and art for the show over the next few days and begin my ride into the mountains soon after.

If you are not on the newsletter list sign up. The next one will be a winner.

Peace,

Jamie

2009-07-02T12:52:00.000-07:00

Blog from Asunción, Paraguay

July 2, 2009

The rodeo clown at the San Juan festival in San Juan...stellar!

So we are about 24 hours from departing on an expedition into the Chaco region of Paraguay! We are being hosted at an amazing crib in Asunción by a cool cat Ruben and life is grand. I just posted a newsletter for Argentina if you wanna check that out hit this link here. He're the update....

Giving a lift to the local tailor in Encarnacion

Cristina ended up buying a cheap bike in Encarnacion for about 50 bucks which was totally rebuilt by the super cool bike shop owner Batlome. We hit the road during the tail end of a cold southern storm that soon cleared in San Ignacio to tail winds and blue skies.

Cristina's bike all ready for the road :)

We had a magical adventure to San Juan where a huge festival was going on and we picked up a rider Christian who guided us into the wild festivities. From there we met Ronald who decided to join us the next day to Florida and offered to host us both at his house! Bonus!

Cristian led us to the San Juan festival--cool cat!

Live music in every direction...there is serious talent in Paraguay!

On the road with Ronald and Cristina

Ronald was an epic guest with lots of positive messages on the rolling interview to Florida. We found a sweet campsite there and pedaled our way towards Asuncion. We got word from a Couchsurfer Ruben he'd be at Lake San Bernardino so we made our way to the lake. The magic continues as we get invited to stay for free 2-nights with the gracious hosts Osvaldo and Tony at the historic Hotel del Lago founded back in 1888. Epic! Osvaldo is the king of culture and took us to check out artists of ceramics and a wild indiginous festival.

Lakeside in San Bernardino

The costumes n characters at the festival in Los Altos

From there we rode to Asuncion to stay here with Ruben where we've been treated like kings cooking, eating, jamming to music from all sorts of artists coming and going and doing final prep for the Chaco to Bolivia mission. Cristina is joining me in the Chaco and will finally head back to Argentina and on her own adventures next week. It's been nice having a partner in crime with her own bike for company, massages (she's really good...), help with filming/admin, and she's having just as much fun.

Off tomorow pedalin' northwest! Over n out!

2009-06-22T18:39:00.001-07:00

Blog from Paraguay!

22 June, 2009

It´s pouring rain but meant to clear by tomorrow and could not be more stoked on it all. In Encarnacion, Paraguay on the border of Argentina staying with a lovely family Jazmin and her lovely daughter Costanza and more.

I crossed over after a wild adventure in Argentina starting on a low note with a last second cancelation by my planned rider Luis, back up with a picnic accompanied by dozens of butterflies then jungle riding for desert, down with 2 crashes in the dark, back up to sunshine and tail winds, then back down to a blown out front fork. Spirits were again high when Garryck got on the hunt for the part to fix the fork but back down when some guys I bought dinner for stole my camera.

My neighbors staying with the Guarani tribe near San Ignacio...special

Pedalin´with pure blood Guarani power! Niceness! Renato had POWER!

A taste of the Jesuit ruins...breathtaking!

Diego had to cancel but Cristina takes his place

Ohhh, but then it gets rockin in San Ignacio where I am invited to stay with an indiginous Guarani tribe, ride with a Guarani boy Renato and sunshine and tailwinds set for my ride with Diego (same name as the guy who stole my camera!...ironically) after checking out the ruins of the Jesuits...yummy. But Diego had to cancel and in comes a new wild character Cristina from Barcelona, Spain. Cristina is a solo traveler and got word of the journey and hoped on for a short 20km trip to some more ruins.

The Statue of Victory. Posadas, Argentina. First stop...ICE CREAM!

After 20km she was hooked and we were having so much fun she went back for her passport and clothes and joined me all the way to Posadas and over the border to stay here with me in Encarncion. As we looked over the maps together and chatted about her coming on the tandem she decided to buy her own bike and pedal along to Asuncion and sell it up there or give it away to charity. Nice! So have have a massage therapist and acupunturist adventuring Spainard on the first leg of Paraguay and life is perrrrdy groovy.

Our lovely hosts Jazmin and Costanza

We´re off tomorrow into the wet winter wonderland of SE Paraguay. Stay tuned....

Big love!

Jamie

2009-06-12T14:19:00.000-07:00

Blog from Argentina
12 June, 2009

Mom and I at Iguazu

My private tango teacher--awesome!

Riding the streets of Buenos Aires!

Greetings from Iguazu in Argentina. I'm on the border of Paraguay, Brazil and Argentina now and preparing my route through Argentina, Paraguay, Bolivia and Chile. Also finishing the last edits for my agent, doing admin work on various business projects and grounding up personally for a long adventure ahead. Once again I'm going to let the photos tell the story of my few weeks here in Argentina with Mom, Sara and some great new frineds. Check out this link to see photos of Buenos Aires to Iguazu Falls. Enjoy the ride! Once I get rollin' I hope to keep the blog a bit more colorful but for now this should keep ya stoked.

Peace,

Jamie

2009-05-23T15:29:00.000-07:00

Blog from Uruguay

I'm on a boat from Montevideo, Uruguay to Buenos Aires, Argentina and life is good. Uruguay truly unforgettable. It's a country that most folks don't know that much about and it's a gem. I'll write more down the line but for now pictures are worth a thousand words and I'm landing soon on a festive Saturday night in hopin' Buenos Aires and in no mood to write much now.

Sooooo, just dig in and enjoy some pics with captions from my trip in Brazil and fresh off the press in Uruguay here:

"Uruguay Fresh Pics: Fresh online is an epic adventure of Uruguay. I had a few ups and downs and all arounds but, as always, it all came out fine and super dandy in the end. Enjoy!

"Peace Pedaling Brazil": The latest photos of my adventures on the tandem in Southern Brazil to Uruguay.

"Living in Brazil": Pictures and captions of 2.5 months living, learning and writing in Brazil from Carnival to Easter

Enjoy!

Jamie

2009-05-06T16:24:00.000-07:00

Last Blog from Brazil: May 6, 2009

Loving the Cambara nature with Lucas

This is the last push folks! I only have a few days left adventuring here in Brazil and I’m going to suck up every second of it! My hosts Renata and Sheila were amazing and teleported me out of the busy streets of Caxias to the lovely mountains and Gaucho country of Cambara. We lived it up with great food, wine, riding and lovely bonding moments in nature. We picked up a great new addition to our crew named Lucas, an Argentinean cat who is too cool for school—we all fell in love with him right away.

My lovely couchsurfing hosts Renata and Shelia. And the new kid on the block Lucas

When the ladies took off I fell into the arms of the arms of the Janilce, Oliver and Lucas who took me in like family. I needed to get my bearings before finally departing and the nurturing, good food and quality quiet time was all I needed. Not only did I finally get back on the road but I managed to get Oliver out of bed and out riding. This is a huge deal since he’s been hurt, sad, depressed and drinking way too much lately due to a broken foot and spirit. The ride would do him well…

Oliver was pumped up with fresh air and positive vibes after our adventures

We took off into the perfect sunshine, tailwinds and nature with a support vessel driven by Lucas as we made our way to out to the Ruta do Sul highway. This would be my last goodbye to my crew and, after some amazing interviews for the cameras, I finally said my farewells. Plenty tears were a falling but when they dried I was pedaling solo from the high mountains of Southern Brazil towards the ocean once again.

Ruta do Sul is a stunner indeed—a legendary highway taking you from the high Gaucho country down to the ocean. On the way I was flagged down by 3 Evangelical guys sitting under a tree and was inspired to ask if I could pitch my tent for the night. We ate, sipped Chimarrão (an herbal tea like Mate), philosophized about Jesus, religion, peace and love…it was epic. They fed me well, prayed loud and passionately for me and my journey and off I went the next day.

My Evangelical Christian hosts cooking up a lovely meal.

Yesterday was a stunner of a ride. I could did not find any Pedalers but I was happily able to enjoy a cycling experience like no other. Riding from 1200 meters to sea level and feeling, seeing and tasting all the changes of temperature, vegetation, food, people—wow. A must do for all you touring folks out there! Took a lovely swim in the ocean before realizing I was dead tired and needed to take a day off the bike ASAP. Hoped a bus to Porto Alegre where I hit the town and enjoyed some nice music and company with the local city folks, charged the batteries, offloaded footage and washed the clothes. Ready for action tomorrow!

The amazing decent from the mountains to the ocean...epic!

I’ll be in Uruguay this weekend! Very excited! Check a preview of the all the latest pics here J http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/FloripaToPortoAlegreGoodness?authkey=Gv1sRgCKOhmrC5s_Klfw#

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.

Jamie

2009-05-01T07:47:00.000-07:00

On the Road in Brazil!!

The lovely scenery in the hills above Caxias

Yo yo!

Big ups from Caxias do Sul, Brazil! I’m blessed to be in the loving care of my new Brazilian sisters Sheila and Renata. I met them through www.couchsurfing.com which, if you have not done so already, you MUST check out and get involved. It’s just an amazing project. I arrived via bus from my former Brazilian home of Florianopolis where I was fortunate enough to have lived for 2.5 months in total paradise. The roads are horribly under construction on the 101 south and the rains heavy so the bus turned out to be the best option to get me to the dry and less populated state of Rio Grande does Sul.

My Brazilian Sisters Renata and Sheila enjoying some LOVELY Colonial food

The South of Brazil has tons of Italian roots

My last week in Florianopolis, or Floripa for short, was amazing. For some reason Mother Nature decided to rain on most of my plans to go out riding with all my crew and the island was buried in inches of water. But I went with the flow and had some lovely intimate final moments with my amazing crew Gil, Serg, Ulrike, Ben, Victor, Natalia, Irmaooooo (Victor 2), Vincent, Anna, Lulu, Leonardo and Kristina. Caught some epic last waves and finally donated my board to a charity that teaches kids to surf from the favelas. I did some nice rides, caught some live Samba and Capoeira on tape, got my new tattoo of a dolphin on my foot and had a farewell BBQ with everyone. It was a sad goodbye with tears flowing by several folks but the overall feeling at the time of writing is one of total gratitude and awe.

My two best Brazilan buddies Gil and Natalia on my last night in Floripa

Catching some Capoeira on film

My new tatoo :)

My bro Leo enjoying some of Serg's amazing cooking

I did an amazing filmed ride in S. Floripa with Natalia and Vincent

So just a few days before heading out of Floripa on my trip two big things started to happen with Peace Pedalers. One was a call from a well known agent in San Francisco who is interested and optimistic about my book being published. The second is communication with a experienced producer working with MTV in Europe who is now coaching me on my next series of TV and hoping to get me on the map. All good stuff, but the book proposals needed to be dialed in more so I did a 60+ hour computer session in 4 days back to the computer. At 3AM last night I pressed send and it’s now in the hands of my agent who is off to New York on May 2 to hopefully find me a publisher. Say some prayers for it!

Sheila cookin' up the grub for my welcome meal. Yummy!

The book is currently entitled Live Big, Give Big: A 37 Country Karmic Adventure to Balance Pleasure and Contribution. It is the first book of two I plan to write. This book covers my travels in Asia, Oceania and Africa. The sequel book Love Big will cover Europe and the Americas. If all goes as planned I’ll have my book in print by next April in time to share it with folks in North America when I arrive and finish my ride in Canada and USA.

My buddy Gatino Led Zepplin kept my company as I wrote for 4 days non-stop

So its Friday here in Brazil and it’s another holiday, so a three-day weekend is in store. My hosts and I are planning to escape the city and chare into the lovely mountain towns near Cambara. Info on this region is at http://www.cambaraonline.com.br/. From here I will officially be “on the road”—no more major stops to write, learn languages or surf (although I’ve heard Uruguay has some nuggets) until I reach Chile in July. I’m very, very excited about this. My body and mind are dying to get out riding again!

It will be interesting to ride in S. Brazil now since I was just featured in a big article by one of the state’s more respected journalists Carlos. Turns out that Carlos is a fellow Couchsurfer and he was stoked to do a piece on the Peace Pedalers. Check out this video here and see if you can follow my Portuguese.

Over and out from Brazil!

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big ;)

Jamie

2009-04-15T10:20:00.000-07:00

4-15-2009

Yo! I just posted an update to the Peace Pedalers newsletter list. So check this link here and you'll get the latest and greatest with a video, update and photos! Here's the link: http://www.peacepedalers.com/brazil-departure-nl.html

Also, sign up for the newsletter http://www.peacepedalers.com/mailinglist.asp

Big love from Brazil!

Jamie...here's a teaser of the fun :)

2009-03-24T14:02:00.000-07:00

Brazil Basecamp Blog, March 24, 2009

Leaving the Basecamp for my 7-Day Writing Retreat

Greetings from Florianopolis, Brazil where the Brazil Basecamp is rockin’ n rollin’ with all sorts of goodness going down since Carnival ended over a month ago—how time flies when you’re having fun and workin’ hard. Besides a nasty stinger in my neck that is finally mellowing out after a long headstand in my yoga practice life is pretty darn peachy!

I recently returned from a 7-day writing sabbatical in the bush where I read about 1,200 pages of text and wrote the outline of the first few sections of my book. And the best part was the location—it’s a secret spot here on the island that I promised not to announce to the entire world that has world class surf, free camping and is truly one of the most pristine places I’ve ever been experienced. So for about $50 I lived in paradise for a week including food & drinks right on the beach. Check out a video here below and and some photos are at http://cmd.shutterfly.com/commands/pictures/slideshow?site=peacepedalers&page=peacepedalers&album=233 .

Here's the video:

For the most part I’m just livin’ my life here in Brazil. I’ve got a handful of friends and have attracted a far different group of friends than I envisioned. I guess my first visions and dreams of Brazil began over a decade ago and since then I’ve put a few years on and evolved quite a bit. So my closest friends now are the married couple Gilbert and Kristina, a 44 year old wannabe married chap and amazing surfer Sergio and my lovely friend Natalia who is like my sister. I’ve got plenty of other acquaintances but I am more interested in quality more than quantity as this point. So I guess I am finally getting a bit older and toning it down a notch or two. Carnival might have been my last big binge, to be honest.

My bro Serg where we spend almost every morning

Where I've been spending about 10 hours a day writing--my desk :)

I’m learning a ton about myself, am moving the book and film projects forward steadily and am in super shape from tons of exercise, healthy food, yoga, meditation, clean air and sunshine. It’s been about 7 years since I left on this wild adventure and I feel stronger and more healthy now than I did back then. I think that’s one reason I don’t seem to be rushing back to the states to “get serious” when it’s not like I’m aging all that fast and “wasting years”.

The Brazilians really know how to life is another thing I’m experiencing. And just “being” with them has really rubbed off some nice new character traits and values I’ll try to adopt long term. My typical day goes a bit like this:

1) Wakeup about sunrise, walk a few hundred meters to the beach with Gil or Serg
2) Surf an hour or two in the fast beach breaks
3) Do my yoga and meditation practice
4) Come back and prepare fresh juice with mangos, papaya, bananas & coconuts
5) Put that down with yummy granola and fresh brewed Brazilian coffee
6) Hit the desk at about 9 and crank hardcore till lunch where usually Gil, Christina or Serg has something cooking. I then take time to enjoy a nice meal with them, or prepare something and share it. It’s all about sharing and openness and I dig it.
7) I then go back to work till late night and hit the hay about midnight.

Gilbert making one of his many amazing meals

And evenings--he loves to cook!

My cute neighbor Daniel is like my son--we have a blast!

My favorite part of being here in Brazil is to just ride and walk around and observe the smiles, the loose way of moving, the attitude, the amount of laughter and smiles, the close relationships, commitment to friends & family, the lack of commitment to serious work & financial abundance—just to name a few. Yeah, true that many of them don’t have super posh houses, cars, clothes or lavish travel plans. But they do have peace of mind and contentment that few people, myself included, truly get to enjoy.

So over n out for now. I so want to get this book proposal done and off my plate so I can get back to enjoying this amazing place. But I am very, very inspired right now and I don’t seem to want to do much else than create a world class proposal that will find it’s way to a publisher and be signed quickly with a nice advance to plow into cool stuff :)

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big!

Jamie

2009-02-27T10:15:00.000-08:00

Post Carnival Blog, February 27 2009

Day one of Carnival is all about men going as ladies. I was hot!

So Carnival is finally finished and it's time to get serious--not too serious, of course. I'll eventually write all about Carnival but for now just assume it's beyond words. The energy, colors, endless music, food, people, parties, dancing--just one of the best 5 days I've had in a while!

We were blessed to find tickets to the official parade--epic!

The bike was a hit!

More pics at my facebook album at:
http://www.facebook.com/p.php?i=728985644&k=4W1TZ3TXR66M5CADYD6UXW

I'm settled into my apartment just steps from the beach and have a handful of great friends I'm hanging with to learn tons of Portuguese and surfing daily. My book proposal is coming along, the filming strategy, expedition plans and all that good stuff moving along at just the right productive yet mellow Latino-styled pace :) Below is a quick video tour of my apartment just steps from the waves.

Over n out from Paradise!

Jamie

2009-02-18T14:37:00.000-08:00

Birthday Blog from Brazil, February 10, 2009
with updates to February 18, 2009

My last night in San Diego was a blast AND our 3rd Fundraiser for Good Hope School

And my first night in Brazil was a massive welcome from Couch Surfers in Sao Paulo, Brazil

Amazing music, friendly people and the perfect welcome to Brazil

I absolutely adore travel—the unique smells, tastes, sounds, people, music and energy have continued to pull me out of the US to explore our planet further. So it goes without saying that when it comes time to plan where I want to be on my birthdays it’s usually somewhere cool doing something pretty fun.

Since we started this expedition in 2002 I grateful to share the following gifts I received on my birthdays: 31st was scuba diving in Thailand, 32nd ripping extreme sports in New Zealand, 33rd getting engaged to an Aussie gal in San Diego (long story), 34th surfing in Cape Town, South Africa, 35th at Victoria Falls in Zimbabwe, 36th partying down with good friends in Ghana and now 37th in Florianopolis, Brazil. It’s looking like the 38th and final birthday on the Peace Pedalers expedition will be in Canada helicopter skiing next year but we’ll see how big an advance I can conjure up from a book deal ;)

So this is my front yard--about 3 minute jog with my board :)
And a great place to work on my book too, no?

Back to the journey here...I’m now on a bus from Sao Paulo heading to Florianopolis and we are about 1/2 hour from arrival. The sun is bright, the colors of the buildings and vegetation totally distinctive and glimpses of islands and oceans have my stomach churning with a wild mix of emotions ranging from total joy, to fear, back to excitement to joy and back at times to sadness. Having just left the states a few days ago I’m still quite tender emotionally and, although it might be hard to believe, I never really get used to leaving my family and friends for these extended journeys--in fact, I don’t think I ever could.

My host in Sao Paulo, Anselmo, who I met in Belfast, N. Ireland!

Love this photo me with Luli and Nacho from Argentina at a garden in Sao Paulo

My recent visit home was filled with some truly unforgettable experiences with my family and friends. Towards the end of my European tour I found myself drifting away from my present moment experiences in Europe to daydream of times spent tickling my nephews, giggling with my God Child, chatting endlessly with mom, bonding with the bros and catching up with all my friends. Ten months was long enough and when I did finally made it back home I sucked in every moment possible to be with the ones I love.

So I’m now crossing the final bridge to Florianopolis, a Brazilian island paradise that will become my home for the next few months as I take a brief sabbatical from it all to focus on my writing to land myself a book agent to get the book deal in motion while I finish the expedition in the next 18 months. And, of course, have the time of my life surfing, riding and living it up ;) Back at ya soon…

Update: February 12, 2009

So my welcome into Florianopolis could not have been sweeter. The locals were helpful and friendly as I slowly built the new 29er Black Sheep Tangle up from all the bits and pieces she was boxed up in from the long haul from California to Sao Paulo. I rolled away about noon, got a SIM card for the trusty mobile phone and gave word to several Couchsurfers that I was enroute to Lagoa to meet my host Marina at her art gallery.

The 20km ride went smooth as can be and even included a 3km long climb at about 12% grade to open up the lungs and get the legs burning in a jiffy as the rain poured down to keep me cool. I arrived lakeside surrounded by lush green mountains and scattered clouds and I truly had arrived in paradise.

My super soulful and friendly host Marina’s adorable art gallery on the lake and cute home just steps from one of the best surf breaks in Brazil were the icing on the cake on this special birthday arrival. After a nice shower and rest I was picked up on my birthday evening by another cool Couchsurfer named Natalia and we hit the beach for a few cold beers at sunset then went into town to meet up with Carlos and other cool folks. It was an unforgettable evening of food, drinks, live music and laughs. I felt truly grateful to have such great company and such a warm welcome as a stranger into this lovely community.

The next day I gave myself permission to finally do absolutely nothing. Marina and I had a lovely late breakfast and I sent her off to work. But just when I thought I would relax and allow my new life to “settle in” I hit the most intense emotional rollercoaster ride I’ve experienced in about a year. In fact, it was almost a year ago when I re-entered life back on the road in Ghana after 4 months in the states when I hit the same mental chaos. It did not make it any better knowing this was typical re-entry pains-the fact is that I was a mental mess. The only thing I did know for sure was that it would eventually let up.

For about 24 hours I felt scared to death, with a pit in my stomach that I could not begin to describe. I don’t know exactly what I was fearing—maybe failure, being injured or robbed, being rejected by this new community or a combination of all. But one thing was certain was I was extremely uneasy, and felt totally alone and like total crap.

But the next day was totally different and I vowed to at least do my best by moving forward with my plan and let myself come out of the emotional funk whenever it happened. So I did just that—I started moving. I began my search, as planned, for my apartment, surfboard & gear, network of new friends and started speaking Portuguese to everyone—all of these I did through my many fear barriers--head on. And this was just what I needed.

It went a bit like this—go to the local surf shop, meet the owner and crew, find my board, reserve it with a handshake as I look around a bit more. One of the chaps at the shop Victor is a Brazilian guy who lived 15 years in San Diego just 2 miles from where I just came from day before. The Peace Pedalers Rainbow was clearly in full affect as it just so happens he glasses surfboards near the beach and knew of an apartment that just opened up spitting distance from world class surf. We made an appointment to see it together the next day. Spirits were rising already…

I got a nice dose of love over the internet via a few calls with Skype and especially a burst of love and support over Facebook where I had dozens of lovely Birthday messages and people wishing me well on my new adventures in South America. Again—this was a nice burst I needed to put me out of my negative funk. By evening time I bought my surfboard, the swell was coming in from the Antarctica, I cooked a huge meal for my host Marina and I was officially out of my funk and ready for my first epic weekend in Floripa (short for Florianopolis)

The next day I went to check out the apartment and it was just perfect. For about $200 a month a found an awesome studio apartment walking distance from the beach, my friend Marina and her great dogs Astro and Pipoca (popcorn in Portuguese), and surrounded by Brazilian surfers as it’s an active business of two shapers making sweet boards (just may have to get me one of them…). My neighbors are super friendly and nobody speaks a lick of English so that’s good news for my crash course in Brazilian Portuguese.

A day out exploring Floripa with Natalia, Fernanda, Carlos, Adri and I was unforgettable

The scenery on this island is just stunning. A must visit!

The weekend was amazing and far more mellow than I originally anticipated as I saved my “party mode” for Carnival this coming weekend and the days that follow. The days were full of soaking up way too much sun on the beaches and enjoying just enough nightlife including live music, meeting tons of new friends, exhilarating rehearsals for Carnival and much more. My wonderful new friends Carlos, Fernanda, Natalia and Adri made me feel so grateful to be alive and the perfect weather was the icing on the cake.

And the pineapples are amazing!

Yummy cold drinks on the beach. Heaven...

And spending the day hacking through my Portuguese with Natalie--priceless!

I have to be honest in saying that, despite all the great new friends, wonderful welcomes, sights n sounds n colors, that I still am struggling with very hard core ups and downs. And I wish I could say the ups outweighed the downs, but that would not be true this first week in Brazil. There is something brewing in me that seems to want to block me from truly enjoying what I have here, the blessings that clearly I am so fortunate to be receiving, and I wish I could say it was all rosy and perfect. It “should be” based on all the great “things” happening to me. But the low dips are lingering the highs way too short.

This is my bike with the Carver Surf Racks on my way from Marina's to my new apartment.
It was hard saying goodbye to Marina and my dogs Pipoca and Astro too :)

However, I’m optimistic and praying that this is just the “first week in Floripa” re-entry jitters. I can “feel the light”, so to speak. Now that I’m “moved in” and have my own apartment I really feel far less “flipy floppy” and I’m writing the end of this blog entry from the local bar/restaurant where I’ve been embraced (once again…) by such warm, fun, cool, laid back, genuine people who are excited to have me “morando”… “living” in their cute town of Rio Tavares. I feel part of the place now and hope this will mellow out the ups and downs a bit :)

Last Update: 2/18/09

I’m settling in more and more. Last night I went out shopping for the last kit for my apartment with my friend Natalia who is so patient in helping me learn Portuguese (she used to be a teacher…bonus!). This morning I went for a lovely run on the beach, pimped out my apartment to perfection and an important realization came to me that I need to chill out! I think being in the USA and among the values that I should always be “producing, creating, earning and moving forward” has made it difficult to just relax and let the flow take over. I’m mellowing out and learning to take things as they come…In fact, Adri is waiting to take me to the centrino for some midweek fun :)

So I’m going to sign off for now and finish my taxes to old Uncle Sam and my last tasks before going deep into “celebration mode” of Carnival in Brazil! Yep, in 3 days this entire country goes wild and I’m going to go wild with them!

Over n out till post Carnival! Sorry for the lack of posts—this will get much better going forward.

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.

Jamie :)

2008-12-30T20:12:00.000-08:00

Last Blog of 2008, San Diego, CA

December 30, 2008

Life has it's ups and downs! Don't take it too seriously and ride it baby!

My latest mobile office in Mamacita's spare room

So 2008 has been one of the most exciting and rewarding years of my life, no doubt! Way back in January I was in San Diego, then was soon off to Ghana, Togo, Benin, Senegal, Gambia, Mauritania then Morocco by April. After that, well, the amazing 26 country tour of Europe took me all the way to November when I finally came home to open arms from my family, friends and supporters back in USA. I am trying to finally catching my breath but wow! It keeps getting better!

Santa came to Peace Pedalers HQ! My mom's front porch after Tour de Cali.
Sponsors are still very supportive, even in the bad economy!

Right now I thought I'd fill in some of the blog readers who want to know what REALLY goes on when I'm back in the country in between 9-11 month expeditions away from home. The first thing I always want to do is see my friends and family who I missed so much out on the road. So I did a whirlwind work/play tour of the California--a cool photo album of my tour de Cali is at http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/BinkSCaliTour2008?authkey=96X2i7Be9BY# if you want to check it out...

Reunited feels so good! My Godchild Kaya in N. Cal. She was born when I was in China in 2002!

My two bestest lady friends since kidz Boof n Eneeja

And my SF crew out on the town my last night in San Fran

A "work/play" tour essentially means I work my butt off all day while my friends are working their butts off. Then, at night we connect, share, cook, eat, drink and be merry. I stay a few days with each set of friends then move on to the next. Yes, I work full, long, taxing days in front of the computer and on the cell phone with a 1000 minute/month plan and on the laptop with wifi usually at coffee shops or at the houses of friends.

But in between work sessions, I get out to enjoy. How can you stay inside with these babies???

Right now my "work" is about raising money for not only my project but for the Good Hope School in Uganda that I am sponsoring (www.goodhopeschool.net). An in today's dicey economy this has been especially difficult, as you can imagine. But I flew out to Panasonic to give a face to face pitch (thanks Mom for free flying benefits with American!) which finally resulted in them coming on board again to 2010. I'll be working with a new project of thiers called Living in HD--check it out at www.livinginhd.com. Day after day it's all about getting equipment, re-pitching sponsors for gear, dialing in a huge fundraising event in San Diego (info at www.peacepedalers.com/party.html) including food, wine, beer, music, expositions, volunteers, videos, photos, bikes and tons of PR work.

The last stop on tour de Cali was with my Nieces. And my annual foot rub!

Then there's the film work--working with Les, pitching networks, revamping production equipment and strategies, refining, reviewing footage, etc. I have a book in the works so that's another project in the works with proposals, agents and meetings still to come. Still more--planning the expedition itself through the last 20 countries homeward bound.

But, in light of all this work, I never forget to get out and enjoy each day as if it were my last. Seeing so many of my friends and family with far more personal life responsibilities of children and family I'm taking these last few years of my life to live it up indeed! I've been surfing, riding, running, swimming and plenty of wonderful nightlife adventures to boot. I'm quite aware of the responsibilities around the corner when I finally settle down, so going big now and enjoying the freedom :)

All work and no play sucks. How to do both--Wifi & cell phones between holes!

At the end of a long day of work--this is where I spend my time. Sunset Cliffs, San Diego, CA

So it's almost 2009 and no doubt it's going to be an epic year! I'll be heading to Brazil 1st of February and living there a few months before heading back on the road to North America. Till then, back to work and play I go...

Live Big, Give Big, Love Big ;)

Jamie

2008-11-23T13:27:00.000-08:00

Blog from USA. San Diego, California. November 22, 2008

Reconnected with my brother Nick and Mamacita in Mammoth Lakes, CA

After about 11 months and 32 countries of Peace Pedaling I’m FINALLY back on US soil and elated as ever. I’m finally proud to be an American again (Go Obama!), stoked to see my family and can’t wait to connect with all my friends all over the country in the next several weeks. One thing that happens from long bouts away from home is that gratitude levels go off the charts and I appreciate so much my relationships and community back here at home.

Pablo's new baby Madison! So so cute!

I’ve been back about a week now and it feels like a month. I’m sucking in every moment and observing all the unique differences of culture, nature and energy. It’s quite fascinating and very stimulating. My first stops were to see my bro Pablo’s new baby Madison and to connect with my brother Nick for his birthday in Mammoth and spend some time with him, his wife, my mom and my brother Pete. Since then I’m trying to perfect a lovely blend of work and play that seem to dance quite effortlessly. I work a few hours, hit the surf, wrk some more, go for a run, work some more, see some family or call a friend, take a ride—life is pretty good.

Nick's B-Day dinner was epic!

Gotta love Cali! 7500 feet above sea level and almost 70 degrees. Kari n Me road riding ;)

Our mountain biking with Nick's wife Kari in Mammoth. Sick!

For those who think I don’t really “work” or “have a job”, well, think again. On the project board now are such exciting yet challenging tasks as getting a book deal, moving the film and TV project forward since signing our first development deal with a major network in Canada, organizing and updating endless bike and production equipment, setting up partnerships with new organizations, lining up media appearances, planning events, mapping out the 20-country route through the Americas—just to name a few. Don’t get me wrong, I love it, but it’s still hard work and fries the ticker just like any job.

So that’s the latest and greatest San Diego where I just had an epic surf and glorious road ride in 70 degree weather in mid November. Off to hit the town on a Saturday night and cause some trouble…

Meeting new friends in San Diego Saturday night. Good to be home!

Update: off to see my family and friends in Northern California--going to be driving a 2700 VW Westfalia camper I picked up named Ciella and will be adventuring with an Israeli friend Shine I met in India in 2002. Rollin...

Meet Ciella, my little home on wheels while back in USA ;)

Peace,

Jamie

2008-11-06T03:13:00.000-08:00

Blog from Portugal, November 6, 2008

Happy Halloween from Faro, Portugal. Me--Love Angel...

My hosts a Bolivian Farmer Marcio and Injured by Love, Ricardo :)

Greetings from Faro, Portugal where I’m just a few hours from departing on ride up towards Lisbon with two cool Portuguese guest riders Ricardo and Marcio. This will be the last leg of my 26 country European expedition and what a wild ride it’s been!

I last left off in Mendoza, Spain where I was taking a few days off the bike to do some surfing on one of the world’s best lefthander waves. Unfortunately the waves and good weather came on a weekend and every surfer from Spain seemed to be in the water. At one time we counted over 120 people going for one wave in various sections. I’m a good surfer, but the talent out in the water was truly world class and I ended up getting more frustration thacn waves out in the chaos over the next few days. But it was still epic :)

The perfect wave...Mendoza...wow

Honestly, for some reason I was observing myself in a pretty grouchy mood, even before I arrived to the crowded surf scene in Mendoza. In San Sebastian I was also not feeling like connecting with the people—even though I could since I speak fluent Spanish. I think, looking back on it, that I closed up and got negative after asking lots of people in France to come ride with me that last day and they all refused. Not only did they refuse, but a few even laughed and balked at the idea. I usually don’t take things so personal, but I might have been a bit tender and got hurt by those events. So I got into a closed mood—and that’s the worst mood I can ever be in for traveling, and especially Peace Pedaling.

The lovely Mendoza, Spain

In addition to this unconscious closure, Spain was the first country in the entire European expedition that I could not find any Couchsurfing hosts available to host me and I knew nobody in the country except my friend Isabel who I dated back in 1994 while living in Madrid. Spaniards are not such avid travelers so I did not meet so many in the past five years on the road. So I arrived into both San Sebastian and Mendoza without any local contacts and I realized how accustomed I was to having this luxury of local knowledge and companionship when landing in a new community. I felt like a stranger, an outsider, and my spirits were lower than they have been in months.

Xabi breaking my ice w/ donation of his board and suit

Luckily I did meet some very cool Spanish guys in Mendoza that saw through my grouchy vibe and warmed me up. The first guy is a local surf nut name Xabi who, just out of the blue, bought me a beer, gave me a smile and he and his girlfriend struck up a conversation with me. From there he proceeded to loan me his surfboard and wetsuit since the surfshop had closed early and I was out of luck to get a board for the next day’s session. He did not even know me but somehow trusted me with his precious equipment. This act started to melt my ice a bit and warmed me up right away.

And, on the same night Xabi loaned me his board, as I was melding into the local community, I met two cool cats from Venezuela living in Mendoza named Gregory and Marcial. We got along like brothers right from the first moments and my mood was getting better and better. However, by the time I met these guys I had already made plans to escape the north of Spain to warmer and drier climates in southern Spain. There was a nasty cold front coming in with freezing rain, wind and I discovered that southern Spain and Portugal was sunny and warm.

Two of da coolest guys Gregory and Marcial from Venenzuela

It was hard to leave Mendoza by then but something was drawing me south. I took a train to Bilbao where I was hoping to take an overnight bus to Sevilla. But when I arrived the bus was sold out and my only option was to take a 1:30AM bus to Madrid then transfer over to the fast AVE train to Sevilla. So I had about 5 hours to kill and went to one of Bilbao’s many bars where I worked on the computer a bit and sipped some Spanish wine. Within a few minutes I ended up befriending the owner of the bar Jon and his buddy Pedro. Like Gregory and Marcial up in Mendoza, I loved these two guys right from the moment we met and the feeling was mutual. We ended up spending 4 hours together talking, laughing, drinking wine and sharing endless stories. We are still in touch now and we’ll meet up again for sure one day!

Pedro, Jon and I building a friendship from strangers in just a few hours...

But I was being called to the south and had to get on my 1:30AM bus to Madrid then down to Sevilla where I’d finally start my ride in Spain and Portugal. Sadly, I had sent Couchsurfing requests to many people in Sevilla but nobody could host me once again. So I decided to go solo again and finally rode out of Sevilla at about 3PM as the sun was shining and I was in relatively good spirits. That is, until I met a few police officers and asked for advice how to get out of the city.

Even when I followed their directions exactly I ended up on a dirt road that had just been hit with rain, which created a thick mud that engulfed my bike completely so the wheels could not even turn. Imagine pushing a 220+ pound bicycle in the mud when the wheels can’t turn—I was in a sour state. On top of this, I noticed that I did not seem to have much energy and as I was riding that first day the bike seems very heavy and my average speeds were very slow for how hard I was pushing myself.

Finally on the road, chasing sunshine, but feeling a bit ill...me before I got sick

That night I was hoping to meet some locals, find a rider for the next day and maybe even someone to host me. I had offers to stay at people’s house several times in Bilbao and in Mendoza so I figured the Spanish were open and up for hosting a traveler. I was in a small Andalusian village outside of Sevilla and unfortunately nobody stepped up to either host me or ride with the next day. I was a bit bummed, but more than anything, I was feeling a bit sick in my stomach and very drained of energy. I decided to hit the sheets early in a cheap hotel and start fresh the next day.

My sleep was rudely interrupted at about 2AM when I woke up with nasty stomach cramps and mean diarrhea. After twisting and turning for a few hours I finally ended up vomiting violently and sitting on the toilet for about an hour after. Luckily I fell right to sleep afterwards. But the next morning I was feeling better, so I thought, and decided to do my best to make the 75km ride to Huelva where I would meet the only Couchsurfer in Spain that was available to host me.

I don’t know what I was thinking trying to ride that day since I puked out all my nutrients and had no appitie to eat that morning. But I stubbornly pedaled away in my weak state just to make it only 20km before my body gave out and I tipped the bike over on the side of the road and was done, nada mas, finished. I had no appetite, major diarrhea was back and I could barely move. I decided to sit on the side of the road and hitch a ride to Huelva and to get some rest, water and nurturing down there. But after almost two hours of hitching, even with my most cute puppy dog eyes on, nobody would stop to pick me up—for the first time on my entire expedition I struck out hitching! I had to put all the bags back on and pedal my sorry self to the next town where luckily there was a bus that finally came.

After a few days of suffering, my first meal w/ Team America ;)

After a full day of physical suffering I finally made it to the town of Punta Umbria where I was greeted at the bus station by three American travelers. The first was my host, a cheerful dreadlocked woman named Aviva who is teaching English in this town. Collin was another Couchsurfer and Mackenzie a friend of Aviva who was also in Spain for a teaching career. Somehow I immediately felt better in their company and knew these three were just the kind of people I needed to be in with my current state. I confirmed this later when I discovered that both Aviva and Collin BOTH have the same birthday as me! How crazy is that? 3 people in southern Spain with February 10 birthdays!

Me (feeling better) and my crew on Halloween Eve--Aviva, Collin and Mackenzie

For the next few days I was nursed back to health by this little family of mine and I felt so grateful for all their energy and support. We watched movies (Happy Feet—what a winner film!), laughed, slept, listened and relaxed until my strength slowly came back. By the time I was finally better it was just about time for me to move on towards Portugal and I was a bit bummed that I would get so little riding done in Spain. But that’s life, and I was at least able to recruit my crew to come out riding with me on Halloween day on the way to Portugal.

Halloween was a classic day. I had a Couchsurfing host named Ricardo waiting for me in Faro, a one day ride from Punta Umbria, so I invited Mackenzie and Aviva to ride with me on the way to Huelva. From there the plan was to pick up Collin and he’d ride to the Portuguese border. For some reason it die not all happen exactly as smooth, but I did manage to get a ride in with both Aviva and Mackenzie, me in my Love Angel wings and Aviva in her orange butterfly outfit, while doing some filming, laughing and having a blast together.

Aviva the Orange Butterfly on our morning ride

By the time I said goodbye to this crew I felt like family with them. Spain was the first country where I did not ride or at least stay with some local folks but at this moment I realized that it was all meant to be. I met some friends for life and, since they are Americans (I’m proud to be American again, I might add, FINALLY!), I’ll be able to see them again and hopefully continue to build our friendships. And, of course, all celebrate our February 10 birthdays together!

Our last moments with my crew in Spain...Love you guys!!!

Spain was not at all what I expected. But that’s the beauty of travel—learning, growing, discovering, observing, evolving, being surprised in every way. I know now that I’ll never REALLY stop traveling, but the style will just change as I do ;)

I made it to Faro, Portugal just in time to hit the town for a wild Halloween party with a surprise couchsurfer and fellow cycle touring chap Gregory from Germany and my two Portuguese hosts Ricardo and Marcio who have since become my brothers from another mother in the Algarve! More on these three gifts of human beings in the next blog…

Over and out from Baleal, Portugual where I’ll be based up at Surf Castle for the next few days to enjoy the sun, surf, epic riding and culture of this lovely place where I came after the end of stage one. And I’m back at the end of stage 2! Life is good!

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big. (oh, a personal note on this philosophy as it’s evoloving. The “give big” does not and should not be “measured” or “doing focused”…but rather an intention and value. Action follows the intention and values naturally. Love Big—well, just do it and watch the magic follow…)

Jamie ;)

2008-10-27T01:30:00.000-07:00

Blog from Spain, October 25, 2008

Reconnecting with Isabel and her kids in San Sebastian after 13 years....

Wow, I can’t believe this is all happening! It’s like a surreal dream but yet so alive and juicy! Here’s the latest! (by the way—journals are up to date, minus France—which will come soon enough...)

I left off last blog on the way to Biarritz, France where the Peace Pedalers Rainbow was calling me back to the beach for more sunshine, perfect waves and more friendly French people. I arrived by train in Biarritz at about 5PM and got a call from one of my couchsurfing hosts Vincent inviting me to have a drink overlooking the water. I liked Vincent from the moment I saw him—very cool, laid back and smiling ear to ear when we connected.

My Couchsurfing hosts Margo and Vincent in Biarritz--Perfect!

Another amazing rugby game in the setting sun

Oh, almost forgot, somewhere in between all that surf I was invited to yet another professional rugby game where Biarritz, one of Europe’s best teams, demolished an Italian team as the sun was setting and the crowd all fired up. After the game Vincent got me into a VIP party where we had free food, drinks and met several of the players, fans and more cool locals. Thanks Vincent!

Biarritz sunset on the pitch after they smoked the opponents

The surf mobile searching waves in Biarritz

We sat at a beach café watching surfers rip up the perfect waves in the sunshine and were soon joined by my other couchsurfing host Margo who would be hosting me that night. It was another festive Friday night and the weather, surf and people helped me get over the temporary loss of my mom and Sophie who I just adventured with. Margo took me to her place, we dropped off my gear, grabbed some nice wine and food, and geared up to hit the town that night in the charming Bayonne.

Margo and her boyfriend Mathieu were amazing hosts. Both are still in college and the youngest hosts I’ve ever had both at about 21 years young. I knew their idea of a night on the town might me a doozy but I was ready to relive my youth and before I knew it I was as a college happy hour party drinking 2 for 1 shooters until all of us were in rare form. I met some great people and the night was full of laughs and interesting chats with the locals, mostly in French (my French seems to get better after a few drinks)

The next day it was time to hit the surf and I was blessed to meet the owner of an adventure outfitter and rental company named Benoit at Takamaka (www.takamaka.fr) just near the beach. He set me up with a board and wetsuit for the next few days and so I was set. For the next 24 hours it was all about the surf with three amazing sessions, including a morning session where I was first in the water getting countless glassy waves as the sun slowly rose, casting perfect hues of light on all the lovely rocks and building—truly unforgettable.

And the sunsets in Anglet are to die for! Go there!

The perfect waves in Biarritz--stunning!

I was all surfed out after three long sessions and that Sunday evening Vincent came from his place in Anglet to fetch me in his huge van. Anglet is another cool town just north of Biarritz with amazing beaches, world class surf and a more laid back feel than Biarritz. Vincent cooked me up a bachelor’s meal of rice, coconut chicken and a few sweet Desperado beers to wash them down as we chilled at his condo just on a golf course. Vincent is a super cool cat and we had a lots in common so it a pleasure to spend time with him

The next day the sun was out and it was time to ride! The plan was for Vincent to come out and ride for the morning and have Melanie, my French friend I met in Morocco, meet us both somewhere along our ride. I was super excited to ride with Vincent but when riding time came he decided to change plans and bail on our ride. I was a bit bummed at first but luckily Melanie was on her way to Bayonne and Vincent decided to take me there and do a bit of sightseeing together before he said goodbye.

Mel and I on day one of our 3 day adventure. Bayonne, France

It had been seven months since I first met Melanie in Morocco and I had no idea what to expect so I just decided to expect nothing and let it all flow as always. We had only spent a few hours together and really did not know much about each other except the fact that we are both travel addicts. She had been following my ride online since we met and since she was only a few hours away at the time and had time off of her job in the tourism industry she decided to come out for a ride.

About ½ hour after I said goodbye to Vincent Melanie arrived all tanned, smiling and ready for adventure. She had a big, heavy backpack so I hopped she had some good legs. Fortunately she had done some touring in Cuba and was stronger than most of my riders and I knew she’d carry her weight. We grabbed some lunch, toured the town, ran some cameras and hit the amazing bicycle route outside of Bayonne into Basque country at about 4PM with perfect blue skies, warm temperatures and good vibes flowing!

After an epic ride along the river and through charming Basque villages we finally rode to a place called Pas de Rolland. We landed the most free perfect campsite ever right on river surrounded by mountains. We enjoyed an epic sunset dinner, some Bordeaux wine, Basque cheese, yummy treats Mel brought from Spain and life was good! The stars came out in full force that night but the clouds were making their way in and the forecast was for rain in the next 24 hours.

The next day we slept in late, relaxed by the river and finally hit the road at about 11AM. We had some mechanical issues that delayed our actual ride until after 2PM but still managed to get some incredible kilometers through the charming Basque region before the clouds came in heavy and eventually opened up just as we rode into the small village named Bonloc. We showed up at the only restaurant in town totally drenched, freezing cold and ready to get off the bike for a while.

Melanie did not have foul weather gear with her and, based on the torrential downpour and cold temperatures that were clearly there to stay, we were considering calling Bonloc home for the night. However, the only hotel in town was full and camping in this weather would have been a nasty proposition. So we both put it out to the ole Universe to provide us with a local host and proceed to relax, read, dry our clothes, have a few drinks and chat up the locals.

Basque country has some interesting road hazards ;)

And a kiss from a local horse to send us off with love :)

Air guitar performance by Jean Michel--priceless

Our Basque host Jean Michel, guest rider Mel and I lovin' it!

Melanie was the first to meet a friendly Basque man named Jean Michel and I heard them chatting away as I sat reading. When I went out to join them I was informed that Jean Michel had offered to host us for the night and he just was as excited as we were! He lived 5km away from the restaurant and the rain was still quite heavy so the cool owners of the restaurant offered to keep the bike for the night and allow us to go up to Jean Michel’s in his car so we were set!

The feeling that evening was festive and warm as the locals all started to warm up to us. Several rounds of beers were purchased for us and we befriended several cool locals that evening before finally making our way up to Jean Michel’s. From there it only gets better! Jean Michel clearly had never hosted strangers before and he was so excited he went out shopping for amazing food, wine and treats for the special occasion.

The temperature dropped quickly that evening and was close to freezing so we were so grateful for Jean Michel’s hospitality. Our evening together was truly unforgettable and filled with a jolly vibe from all the great food, amazing Bordeaux wine, air guitar performances to Joe Satriani, cranking Basque music, loud chats in three different languages and much more. Jean Michel has such a warm heart and we became like family that evening.

The next morning the weather was still quite nasty. But the forecast was for clearing and evening sun so we were optimistic. Before we left Jean Michel drove us to his favorite spot on top of a huge mountain where we were able to capture his feeling and thoughts on the video, I got to kiss a horse and we all admired the stunning Basque scenery while sucking in our last moments together.

Our Banloc crew bids Mel and I farewell--unforgettable!

Mel and I hit the road after the owners of the restaurant treated us to a nice meal and our entire crew came together for a lovely farewell photo and even a nice scene for the show. Jean Michel almost cried when we said goodbye and it was a touching farewell. I know I’ll see him again one day!

Our destination for the day was Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port, which was only a 40km ride or so, but hilly as hilly gets. We were warned of steep climbs and constant hills, but we were ready! The scenery was nothing short of spectacular and yes, there were some brutal hills. We managed to pick up a tail wind, the sun was trying to shine and we were clicking the kilometers along slowly but surly through the stunning mountains.

We arrived in Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port about an hour before sunset and landed a sweet hostel for 10 euros a night, dropped off the gear and headed out on the tandem all ready for a rolling interview through this truly magnificent little town. Just as we started our ride the sun finally came out and we managed to do one of the most picturesque and impactful rolling interviews ever. With the sun casting the perfect light on us and all the surroundings we chatted away for about 30 minutes and Mel shared her dear heart with the world—you’ll love it when we finally get to editing!

The stunning town of Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port

Mel and I out on our filmed ride in Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port

Mel missed her bus but hitched a ride in seconds back to Bayonne

Our last night together we shared with a Canadian cyclist named Celine, several cool locals and Mel cooked me up a yummy meal at the hostel before getting to bed early. Mel missed her morning bus but was able to hitch a ride back to Bayonne in a few minutes and before I knew it I was solo once again. I was a bit sad saying bye to Mel as we got along so well and had really built a wonderful friendship. But fortunately bright sunshine made me feel much better and I decided to take a day in Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port to explore and hopefully find another guest rider to come with me to San Sebastian, Spain.

Lovely Basque villages in every direction

The morning scenery on my 100km solo ride to San Sebastian

I spent several hours looking for guest riders but had no luck so the next day I cranked the Ipod and pedals over 100km through some of the most striking scenery I’ve ever ridden and arrived last night in San Sebastian. The surf forecast was for massive swell and no wind so I my original plan was to call this town home for the weekend. I had heard great things about the town and the surf so I was excited as ever when I rolled in.

I was ready to get into the water when the Peace Pedalers Rainbow sent me a messenger who was just getting out of the surf himself. He told it was mostly closeouts (bad waves) and would only get worse at that spot and that the best place to be now for this massive surf was a place called Mundaka. I had heard this place had one of the longest left breaking waves in the world and, since I’m a goofy footer (I like left waves), I changed my plans just like that.

Before leaving San Sebastian to Mundaka I was able to reconnect with a good friend Isabel and her two daughters for some fun in the sun. Isa was my girlfriend when I lived in Spain in 1994 and we had not connected since so boy was it great to see her!

Out for some Pintxos (tapas) with Isa in San Sebastian

I’m just out of the surf now and going for one more session before the weather here turns downright nasty. The forecast is for some mean rain and cold temperatures as winter is starting to show its face around here lately. So, being the fair-weather guy I am, I have decided to take the last adventures of Peace Pedalers to the southern regions of the continent and am off to Andalusia to Seville and will be cycling southwest to southern Portugal from there. The weather is warmer, less rain and I love the people and culture in the south so off I go!

Over n out from Spain!

Jamie

2008-10-18T14:22:00.001-07:00

Blog from France. October 17, 2008

Feel the love--mom and Jamie reunite in France w/ da most cool Frenchies Sophie n Mathieu

Chillin’ on another perfect autumn day in the south of France I’m filled with gratitude from all the truly blessed experiences in the past few weeks. The sun is shining, it’s another festive Friday afternoon and sprits are high as I suck in the last few weeks of my European adventures.

I left off during my hibernation period that I started to fend off the travel burnout bug and to enjoy fully the experiences with my mom Carol who was due to visit me for almost 2 weeks in France. Luxembourg was all about relaxing, reading, sleeping and yes, catching up on Europe journals, which are all be posted and up to date by the time you read this. From Luxembourg, the day I had been waiting for, October 7th, finally arrived and my mom and I would finally be reunited after over 9 months away from the states.

I’m happy to say my mom, aka Mamacita, and I have a very healthy and positive relationship and she has been such a huge supporter of this project since Garryck and I dreamt it up in the 1990’s. She’s come out to adventure with me in Japan, India, Thailand, Australia, Kenya, Uganda and now it was time for a taste of Europe in France! Unlike previous visits, she was coming out without a bike and without the intention to do much riding due a blow-out of her knee that happened just weeks before coming to meet me. But, like the trooper she is, she showed up anyhow with a shot from the doctor and a few painkillers to get her through her time in France. Go Mamacita!

Mamacita and I in Paris reunited after 9 months on da road

I arrived in Paris all rested up and feeling much stronger than before to meet up with not only Mamacita but a special guest from Sweden Carina. Carina was our Nanny in California 29 years and her and I met up for a pedal in Gothenburg, Sweden and it was time for her to reconnect with Mamacita. If all this was not good enough, we were also hooked up big time with a complimentary Paris luxury apartment rental from a close friend from university Drew and his company Cobblestay. Score! We had Marais rental in Paris that was unreal!

And special guest Carina, our Nanny from 29 years ago comes to join the fun

We had planned to stay in Paris for 5 days but the Peace Pedalers Surf Rainbow that has been blessing me with great waves my entire trip was working up alternative plans. By the time I arrived in Paris the report was calling for perfect surf conditions and divine weather in the next few days lasting for a whopping 5 days! Mamacita, Carina and I had both been to Paris several times so it was not a difficult decision to cut Paris short and make our way to the stunning northwestern region of Bretagne (Brittany) to meet my good buddy Mathieu in his home country—finally!

Mathieu and I first met in Benin in Central West Africa, a tiny sliver of a country next to Nigeria. Mathieu got word that a globetrotting cyclist and surf nut was in town and hosted me for several days at his pad near the beach. We built a great friendship while I took a few weeks in Benin and he ensured me that when I hit France he would take me out on the famous waves where he’s from. We bumped into each other out of the blue in Berlin, Germany a few months ago that led to a 2-day cycling adventure together so we were destined to connect again!

The perfect waves waiting for us me in Brittany...yes, they were that good!

And boy did the heavens have a treat in store for us later in the week! But first, back in Paris, I had plenty to do to get my broken bike and camera equipment sorted and start sucking in the lovely Parisian experiences with Drew, Mom, Carina and crew before our departure west. Thanks to Mamacita lugging a brand new wheel out for me from USA all I had to do was change tires and that was sorted. But the 2 broken Sanken microphone wires were another challenge.

Drew, my bro from university and donor of our pimp Paris luxury apartment w/ Cobblestay

But thanks to the most gracious efforts and world class soldering abilities of one Antoine Malnati at a small firm Areitec in Paris my microphones were all running perfect in less than 24 hours! And, the best part of it all, they did all the work for free as they loved the Peace Pedalers project! Bonus! So with my bike and camera kit sorted, I was free to enjoy some of the world class food, wine and company of my loved ones. I was able to reconnect with my bro Drew from my university days, sip the fine wine and eat some of the best food on planet earth.

We hit the road Thursday afternoon to meet Mathieu in who not only was excited to host me, Mamacita and Carina, but who also managed to get Friday and Monday off of work to give us 5 days of surfing, adventuring, cooking and great times in the sunshine. We had a few challenges getting there but made it in time for an epic sunset surf session followed by Brittany cider and one of Mathieu’s amazing meals. We were off to a great start!

Our first of meal of many with Matthieu, mom n Carina

Mathieu lives in the a tiny town called Plozevet about 2km from the ocean. By the time evening rolled around we could hear the pounding swell coming in, the offshore winds were picking up and there was not a cloud in the starry sky. I’ll wait for the journal to go into full details but the following 5 days of bliss went something like this:

Wake up late, have an epic breakfast of fresh bread, croissants, fruit and oats, pack the boards on the car, hit the world class surf for the first 2-3 hour session of total perfection, have a huge lunch in the sunshine, rest, head back out for another blissful surf until the sun went down, drink yummy cider and wine, eat home-cooked meals, take a bath, hit the hay, repeat next day…a dream come true! And having mom and Carina there was the icing on the cake as the got along like peas and carrots and positive energy was moving all over!

Carina, Mathieu and Mamacita cooking up a storm after a lovely day of surf

Carina finally left and, as if it could not get any better, the day she had to go back to Sweden was the day that another close French friend of mine Sophie was free to adventure herself! Sophie and I met almost six years ago in Goa, India where we built the foundations of our friendship and even did a ride together in southern India. We had kept in very loose contact since then but clearly our escapades together were far from over now that I was in her stomping grounds of France.

Sophie and I almost 6 years ago in India

And reunited in France! Life is good!

Just like my bro Philippe in Belgium and I, Sophie was a lifestyle and freedom addict and choose to work as little as possible and celebrate life to its fullest. It did not take her long to accept the invitation to come to Brittany for a few days and it was so great to see her again. So, just like that, we had a new partner in crime in the Brittany crew and life was good, very good!

The routine continued with perfect sunny days, divine surf sessions, unforgettable meals, fine wine and cider and connections with Brittany’s spectacular Nature that none of us will soon forget. But Monday the 13th finally came and, after 8 long surf sessions over 5 days in 7 different locations, it was time to move on. Mathieu had to go to work and we were both totally exhausted with every possible surf muscle sore to the bone. But we were glowing and neither of us will ever forget one of the best 5 days of life we have ever had.

Just one of my countless sweet rides in Brittany. Delicious!

The views of the charming towns in Brittany

Mathieu lovin the insiders

It was hard to leave Brittany—it’s truly a magical region of our planet. But Mamacita and I wanted to explore a bit more and possibly do a day or two of riding so we went with Sophie to the train station but had no plans of where exactly we were going to go next. We said our “see you next times” to Mathieu and sat in front of the Lonely Planet and some maps until the next plan of attack presented itself.

Turns out that Sophie did not REALLY have to be back up in her home town of Lille just yet and she was up for some riding too. So we picked the town of Angers as a base camp for new adventure in the Loire River region of France that nobody in our crew had properly explored. So, just like that, I teleported the slightly injured but ever-enthusiastic Mamacita and the fellow vagabond travel addict Sophie with me to the Loire!

The view from our super cheap but lovely hotel in Angers

We had intentions to ride that Wednesday and Thursday but Mother Nature vetoed the Wednesday ride with heavy rain and cold temperatures. We opted for a day of sightseeing, eating, strolling and relaxing in the most charming town of Angers with it’s huge Chateau, dazzling architecture and vibrant student population bringing a positive buzz around the town.

Thursday was an entirely different situation and we woke up to crystal clear blue skies, a brisk westerly tailwind, and three excited pedalers ready for action! We discovered a bike lane that would take us about 70km from Angersto Saumur and, although 70km is a tough day for even the most healthy athlete, Mamacita was up for the challenge. Sophie rented a bike for herself and we hit the road in the early afternoon for a glorious day in one of France’s most beautiful regions.

Mamacita back on the bike on a perfect fall day on the Loire River!

I’ve ridden with Mamacita many times and have seen her cry from pain and frustration in Australia, almost get killed in Kenya, conquer 80km days in 100 degree days in Uganda, fear for her life in Thailand. Add to these memories the fact that she had a nasty crash back in San Diego and had not been on a bike since and you see how I admittedly was quite stressed when we took off as I did not want her to suffer. I took a bit too much responsibility for her well being from the get go but as the kilometers of glorious riding clicked on by my mood got better and better as I realized she was strong and going to make it with flying colors!

The day was simply divine with gentle riverside riding along the Maine River and Loire rivers, darting off into villages lined with mansions, cute farm houses, shops and great eye candy in every direction. The last 10km were the toughest into steep hills that made it tough to put our head up and see the wonders. The weather ranged from bright sunshine to threatening thunderstorms but we managed to roll into Saumur dry, happy, strong but quite ready to get off the bike indeed.

And Sophie rents a bike to come along on the adventure--she loved it!

We found a perfect budget hotel overlooking a castle for only 35 euro a night with a perfect garage to park the bikes and the skies opened up and released all the rain it held off for us the second we stepped foot into the hotel. We were all filled with a glow of gratitude, pride and awe of it all. To top it off, we got a hot shower and headed out on the town for the very best Saumur had to offer.

Our last night together we celebrated with a divine meal at a small bistro and wine bar. Saumur is world renowned for its wine and boy did we score with cheap glasses of unbelievably good wine accompanied by the best food in the world, by far. I’ve been dreaming of finally eating my way through France and boy did we go big with meats, veggies, cheeses, sauces and desserts that almost brought tears to our eyes. The food and wine in France IS THAT GOOD---come and try it for yourself!

So my hibernation period is about up and I’m refreshed as ever, ready to get back on the bike in southern France and beyond. I am on my way to Biarritz to meet my Couchsurfing (www.couchsurfing.com –get involved in this!) hosts Margo, Vincent and potentially a French friend Melanie I met in Morocco. I’ll be exploring the Basque country in the Pyrenees then off to Spain and Portugal. Life is good!

Over n out from S. France!

Jamie :)

2008-10-05T04:05:00.000-07:00

Blog from Luxembourg, October 5, 2008

Philippe and Jamie on the road in Belgium!

A quick update from my hibernation period here in Luxembourg. I just had another magical and totally blessed expedition in Belgium but the engines are off and I’m officially in hibernation and recharge mode through Paris…

But, a quick blog entry is no sweat from here in a warm café as the rain and winds blow outside….

After my Brussels adventures with Freek and Fiona, it was time to take it to the roads of Belgium with my good friend Philippe. Philippe s a Belgian chap who I had not seen in over six years since our 5-day expedition in China in 2002. We both were looking forward to meeting up and turns out he has a year or more off work and was free to play!

Below are a few pics of our adventure in China in 2002….

Philippe and I on Day 2 of our China Adventures, 2002

Philippe loving the locals, China 2002

Philippe and I eating honey after running out of food in highlands of China, 2002

So I met Philippe and his girlfriend Katrien at their funky pad in Wevelgem where they cooked me an amazing meal and hosted me the night before our journey. Our plan was a 3-day cross country trip to Luxembourg and the first day was about a 115km journey. Philippe had made a trip to the library and had detailed maps of the entire route including side roads, cycling roads and all sorts of options. The weather was foul as ever when we woke up, but by the time we were out pedaling it was clearing with a strong tail wind!

Philippe 6 years later at his pad, preparing lunch for the ride east

The first day of cycling was bliss—long chats along car free canals, through charming Belgian villages, stopping in the enchanting Tournai for lunch and off to Mons for sunset. The sun came out, the winds were mostly behind us and the scenery stunning. The same day we departed a big article came out in a major paper and all day I was getting thankful and positive SMS messages from friendly Belgians wishing us luck. It was a magical day.

The rain clears and we celebrate in a fountain in Tournai

The cycling lanes disappeared at the end of the first day and more industrial, larger cities were on the horizon so we decided to hit the hills, smaller roads and the famous monastery of Orval to the south east of Belgium. We hopped a train to move us forward a bit and out of the madness and arrived in the small town of Libramont and pedaled south in the pouring rain, cold and wind towards Orval. Unlike the day before, the weather was downright nasty. We had cold feet, freezing hands and the rain made it hard to see the stunning scenery we came down to see.

Philippe praying to Mary and Jesus for a break in the rain

Just as we climbed yet another massive hill there was a statue of the Virgin Mary and Jesus where we decided to rest. Philippe and I both said a prayer to stop the crazy rain and wind and just as we did the rain stopped. Not only did it stop, but the sun came out almost completely! We continued our mission to Orval in total sunshine but it was still very, very cold.

When we arrived at Orval our mission was to have the Monks host us at the monastery and to try some of their famous monk brewed beer. We were blessed to meet Pere Bernard (Father Bernard) who loved the Peace Pedalers idea and invited us to eat with the nuns, fathers and other retreat attendees in total silence. The meal was divine—with fresh couscous, monk-made cheese and yes, even a yummy Orval beer! We were in heaven. After dinner they gave us our own room in the Monastery and where we slept like babies full of gratitude!

The Orval Monastery was stunning...

Father Bernard bids us farwell as we pedal towards Luxembourg

The last day of cycling was yet another magical one with. We set off into cloudy but rain-free skies where we did a beautiful filming session just before the skies opened up and started raining. We had an 80km ride to Luxembourg planned and it was all going great until I noticed that the chain kept skipping in the higher gears and we were almost unable to ride. Upon further investigation this bike needed some serious attention and we were in a tiny Belgian village.

I needed a few tools to do an operation on my hub so I knocked on 6 doors, soaking wet, full of grease on my hands, looking a bit dodgy indeed. All 6 houses either were not there or the housewife refused to let me in to search their husbands tools for a big wrench and 5mm allen key. But the 7th house a man answered and directed me to his garage where, of all things, a foldable tandem bike! When I told Patrick about my trip his eyes lit up and he told me has not just one but TWO TANDEMS in his garage! We were both quite amazed.

Phillipe and I so so grateful for our ride to Luxembourg after a nasty bike breakdown

But it gets better and the Peace Pedalers rainbow came out in full affect here. The bad news is that we were unable to fix the hub and it would need some serious help to get rolling again. Patrick was just about ready to bid me farewell and told me how to get to the train station when I invited him down to see my tandem for himself. He put on his raincoat and joined me to come meet Philippe and check the tandem. When he and Philippe started talking together in Flemish they both started laughing and smiling and were getting along so so well. Turns out that Patrick is from a town just 5km from where Philippe lives and Philippe even knows his brother! Crazy stuff, eh?

Patrick was not going to let us ride to the train station 15km away with a bum hub so offered to drive us in his station wagon. But by the time he arrived he was having so much fun in this process that he offered to take us all the way to Luxembourg! Go rainbow go!

Patrick so happy to take us all the way to Luxembourg!

Philippe and I treated ourselves to a hotel room, showered up and hit town after a nice party at a friend of Freek’s named Eva and her crew from Slovakia and all over Europe. Our last evening was full of great times, dancing and cool people. Philippe left yesterday and when he left I realized just how tired I really was. I decided to hit hibernation mode, a suggestion made by my Dutch friend Karen and an intuitive feeling I’ve had for several weeks, so I’m doing that now…Got a few more days left and off to hit the tent in a campground now…

Cheers from Philippe and Jamie in Luxembourg!

Over n out from Luxembourg I’m not going to be bringing you much from here so come see it for yourself. It’s pretty darn cool as well!

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.

Binks

2008-09-30T03:17:00.000-07:00

Blog from Belgium, September 30, 2008

Mackin the worlds best mussels with my hosts Freek n Fiona in Brussels

I’m sitting the pimp pad of my brother Freek who hosted me for the weekend and then some here in Brussels and am ready to embark on my Belgian adventures shortly. We had a divine weekend and I’m in love with the city of Brussels—it’s worth putting it on your travel plans!

I left off last blog entry as I was heading out on my cycling mission from Utrecht to Maastricht then Brussels. My first Dutch guest rider was Daan den Hollander, which means Dan from Holland—so does not get much more Dutch than that! He was super excited to take a morning off work and we enjoyed a lovely 60km ride together through the back roads provided by one of Holland’s stunning long distance cycling routes. It was a glorious ride by canals, farms, cute neighborhoods, windmills and more. We built a nice friendship and no doubt we will meet up one day in the future.

Daan the Man...

My Shetland pony girlfriend gives me a kiss goodbye

I continued my journey southeast, found a perfect campsite after about 100km and charged day two in total sunshine to Maastricht passing Shetland ponies, fields of flowers and cool towns. The highlight of the solo ride was when a woman named Ine Steur rode up alongside me and we struck up a conversation. I told her I was heading to eat lunch in her city of Eindhoven and she decided a better plan was to invite me to her house and cook a fat lunch for me! Turns out she was heading to Mali and we shared our passion for that stunning country and some great laughs at her place. Thanks Ine!

Ine's lovely lunch

Between sleeping in late that morning, getting lost a few times and the lunch with Ine I was a bit behind schedule so decided to hop a train to north a bit. When I was at the station this chap Vincent was a my savior helping me load my gear in the train and turns out he lived in the same city I bought my ticket to called Sittard. We got to chatting on the train and Vincent has done some cycle touring himself, had the rest of the day off and accepted the invitation to ride to Maastricht that evening!

Vincent bought me a meal and beer before we pedaled off into the perfect weather where we had a divine ride along the river, did a great filming session and arrived in Maastricht that evening ready to meet up with Karen and her friend Ingeborg. Karen trained in from Utrecht and the four of us enjoyed a lovely evening chatting away over a few drinks before Vincent headed home. Ingeborg hosted Karen and I for the night and the next was the day Karen and I would ride to Brussels.

Karen, Ingeborg, Vincent and I celebrating all the yumminess of life

We had mysterious loss of my tripod and Magic Arm filming props the next morning that delayed our departure but Karen was ready to hammer out the 120km ride and we were committed to make it before sunset. Our ride to Brussels was bliss with a nice tail wind, bright sunshine and endless conversations. We arrived at sunset and had a heck of a time finding our host Freek’s place in the wild city center, but managed to make it and were greeted by a crowd of friendly friends of Freek who he invited over for a welcome dinner party!

Karen and I at about the 110km mark arriving in Brussels.

There is no better feeling than arriving in a new city and being welcomed with a party! Freek and his girlfriend Fiona cooked up a massive lasagna dinner and I even got a surprise visit from Therese who I met in Mali as well. Another amazing guest was Sanne who was the woman who donated her studio apartment to me while she worked in Brussels! We all hit the town dancing till the wee hours, laughing, meeting new people and life was good!

Freek's and Fionas Feast!

The next day Karen had to head back to Holland but we had to suck up the perfect weather so decided to hit the city for the national dish of mussels in white wine sauce (yummy!), divine beers and chocolate, waffles, live music, great sights, endless laughs and chats—Wow, it was a perfect day in the sun! I was sad to say goodbye to my good friend Karen who became like a sister to me but luckily I was still in the hands of some great people so the downer was softened a bit.

Out on our sunny day exploring Brussels w/ Karen, me, Fiona n Freek

And Belgian chocolate is as good as they say

Havin' it all--good friends, good beer, chocolate, waffles--Pinch me!

For the last few days I’ve been in the company great people, especially my hosts Freek and Fiona who literally gave me this beautiful apartment to myself every night so I have been living in style. I met up with Phillip, my Belgian guest rider who adventured with me in China in 2002, and turns out he has plenty of days off now and will be accompanying me on an adventure east to Luxembourg! Life is good indeed!

My Belgian guest rider Phillipe in China 2002--we're off to ride Belgium now in 2008!

The warm, sunny, perfect weather has finally left but I’m darn excited for the adventures with Philippe and his lady Katrien. I’ll finally be in the arms of my Mamacita and one week from today in Paris so I’m pumped!

Over n out from Brussels!

Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.

Jamie

2008-09-23T13:16:00.000-07:00

Blog from Holland, September 23, 2008

And greetings from the Dutch Princesses in Utrecht!

The sun has been shining non-stop for days and days and I’ve been riding a high like no other for weeks. But today it’s misty and grey and I’m honestly feeling a quite low, drained and even sad. I’m over 9 months now on the road and my whirlwind tour since January has taken me through 27 countries in Africa and Europe. I’m happy to say that at least 81.463% of the time I’m pretty darn excited, content & happy. But the ups and downs are still a reality in my life and likely in the lives of almost anyone on earth, regardless of what we all “do”. So I’ll wait this low out as I know it’s just part of the cycle of life.

Where I left off last blog was our last day in Bristol, England with our hosts Paul and Jo. Emma had paid a visit for the weekend and ended up staying one more night with our new friends Jo n Paul to suck in some more amazing moments together. Emma and I had met a lovely couple down in Gambia in W. Africa last March named Jo and Rich and they invited us to come for dinner and stay the night so we hopped in Emma’s car with the bike, drove to Southampton, did an epic bike ride in the New Forest Park for a few hours, then joined them. Turns out it was Jo and Rich’s anniversary so we tilted some champagne and had a lovely home cooked meal. This was also the starting point where I planned to meet two guest riders to start riding east.

Emma n I at the New Forest Park riding n filming away

The next day was the day that Emma had planned to head back to London to get back to work and I was going to do a long ride with a few guest riders who had planned to ride with me. But for whatever reason the three guys who were so excited to ride with me had things come up with their work and were no longer free. I can imagine one or even two, but to have all three cancel their ride with me was a bit of a stinger and I felt a bit bummed. It’s funny it happened because we were all talking about how serious the folks in UK take their work—and this was a prime example. I hope they don’t get more serious than us Americans!

Jo and Rich's Anniversary Celebration ;)

But Emma and I were having a blast together as always, two fellow vagabond Aquarius nomads connecting in Emma’s home country, so we got to working out some way to continue the adventure. Like me, Emma is self employed and makes her own schedule. So we both moved into flexibility mode. She moved her schedule and I sucked up the loss of riding some epic terrain in the south for a compromise that turned out to be just right!

Emma had commitments to her business and needed to do an evaluation of a restaurant in London so that was not an option to miss. So my options were to ride solo in Southern England or to take Emma up on an irresistible offer of a yummy free meal at the evaluation joint, a free night of accommodation at her company hotel and the continued companionship of a very special friend. The mission was to get this evaluation done FAST so we could get back out to some more nature, riding and camping on the east coast where I would then catch my ferry to Holland.

The trip to London was wonderful and exceeded my expectations. The meal was delicious, watching Emma work her magic was quite enriching and heading out to reconnect with a fellow Bay Area friend Jackie living in London was the icing on the cake. The next day Emma closed her business deals and we got the heck out of dodge to arrive on the North Sea in time for a nice late afternoon ride along the water and into the town of Harwich.

So England, like Wales, turned out not to be about big long miles and typical touring like other countries. It was more about building new friendships with Jo and Paul, and continuing to build a great friendship with special friends Rich, Jo and especially Emma. I did plenty of riding, in fact almost every day I was out riding & exploring, but it was more about catching the modern day lifestyles of people I care about and creating memories that will last a lifetime. All good with me! Move lika jellyfish…

And my last ride in the UK on the sea in Harwich w/ Emma

So after a sad goodbye to Emma I was on the early morning ferry to Holland. It was sad thinking about leaving these lovely islands of Britain and Ireland, and really sad to think I was moving further and further away from so many great people. Seriously, just thinking about everyone—Mark n Denise in Scotland, Brid n Una n Neil in Northern Ireland, Monica n Art n Oisin n Sean n Dave n Wayne n Jono in Ireland, Janina n Sue n Sam in Wales, then Emma n Paul n Jo n Rich n Jo n Jackie in England…no wonder tears well up when I allow myself to just feel the fact that it indeed hurts to say goodbye.

In fact, just writing this blog has made me realize where this low is REALLY coming from. These are real friendships, heart connections and even soul connections that happened when individuals were open with me and me with them. I will cherish every one of these friendships but I have to remember to allow myself to feel sad and not just try to “move on”…or else these sadness sessions sneak in and don’t know why. Big thanks to all the crew in UK and Ireland for making my journey to your land so precious and truly unforgettable.

Here in Holland it’s a totally different energy all together. It’s quiet, calm, organized and quite a cultural change from UK indeed. And I really dig it. I arrived on a festive Friday night in true Peace Pedalers style and was greeted at the train station by two of the original Dutch Princesses Sanne and Karen and a new one Martina who escorted me back to Karen’s place where I had my own studio apartment just 1km from downtown all ready for me. They made me feel so special and welcome and this was just the beginning.

Yummy!!! Thanks Karen!

Karen had a totally typical meal ready for me of yummy Dutch dishes with wine, champagne, great company and the positive energy I needed to keep the sadness of leaving UK n Ireland from bumming me out for the weekend. From the fine food to the big laughs we took it to the dance floor downtown and were up grooving till 4AM after meeting more really cool Dutch locals. I LOVE to dance and met the right ladies as I was in good company.

Martina lovin the ride to the pubs downtown

Rockin the dancefloor till the wee hours!

A cool windmill that runs a huge saw...very cool

Karen has been such an amazing host with home cooked meals, great plans, introductions of more friendly folks, more meals and even some Dutch language lessons! Saturday night we hit the town again for more dancing and I was able to meet a few guys (Finally! I know!) Daan and Joffrey for some good chats and Daan is on the bike with me tomorrow heading southeast towards Maastricht.

Daan and I planning our route over some fine brews :)

The last few days have been all about meeting folks, takin care of bike and camera equipment, eating, playing squash, checking out the local sights here in Utrecht, and firming up the adventures ahead. Looks like a nice 100km ride tomorrow, 100km to Maastricht to meet up with Karen and her friend there, then another long ride to Brussels with Karen from Maastricht to meet up with a guy named Freek, the friend of my bro Hugo from Benin in Africa and a friend I met in Mali named Therese.

Wow, writing and a nice cry can do wonders to a traveler in a funk. I’m almost done with the Ireland journals so hope I won’t fall too far behind. So stay tuned…

Big love from Holland!

Jamie

2008-09-16T01:29:00.000-07:00

Blog from Bristol, England. September 16, 2008

Greetings from the Bristol-Bath cycle route with Paul n Emma

Wow, life here in UK and Ireland has been total bliss. After all the time in Asia and Africa struggling with the language barrier it’s just such a pleasure to communicate fully. I last left off in Wales where I was getting ready to ride with my host and amazing Amiga Janina from Swansea into the Gower region. I’ll give ya a quick update as I’m heading out riding for next few days…

Janina and I on day one of our 3 day adventure in Gower

Janina and I ended up spending 3 days and 2 nights in this charming Gower region cycling, exploring and camping in weather ranging from nice sunshine to gale force storms. This region of the world is something special and it was drawing me back after we returned back to Swansea to get Janina back to work. I ended up meeting a lovely woman Sue and her son Sam in Rhosilli who invited me back to stay with them so I made my way back for some more cycling and hopefully some surf.

At the top of one of Gowers lovely climbs

On the way back Rhosilli I ended up meeting a cool gal Eilish from Canada who was heading out mountain biking. So we hit Rhosilli together and charged the trails with my bike in “single mode”. It turned out to be one of the best mountain bike rides of my life following a tight coastal road overlooking the ocean. That night I was hosted by Sue and her husband Paul in Rhosilli at their restaurant “The Bay” and the next morning was able to hop in the water and surf this breathtaking nugget on great waves with the boys before heading back to Swansea to get my last goodbyes for the time being with Janina and make my way to Bristol.

My ride heading into Rhosilli to look for riders...

Eilish and I on a perfect day out mountain biking

And a perfect last day in Wales--sun, waves and offshore winds for the surf!

Since arriving in Bristol the bliss has only continued. My good friend Mette from Denmark set me up with her friends Paul and Jo and it’s been unforgettable. We also got a visit from Emma who has adventured with me in Zimbabwe, Senegal and Gambia so she made a trip down from the north where she lives to spend the weekend. Jo and Emma got along like sisters and Paul and Jamie like brothers so you can’t ask for more. The weekend has been filled with a great ride to Bath, free tickets to an epic rugby game, a live concert with our host Paul on the guitar/keyboards, Sunday Lunch with his family, great laughs and lasting friendships we will all cherish.

Hosts Jo and Paul enjoying our 1st meal together with Emma and I

Emma and I score FREE tickets to an epic rugby game

And boy are the characters a hoot at these games!

I have kidnapped Emma and we were going to ride out yesterday but we decided to stay one more day and make our way to see some friends from Gambia Jo and Richard who live in Southampton and do some pedaling in the national park by the coast. Then there are a few guest riders on the cooker for some serious pedaling Wednesday to Friday or so before heading on a boat to Holland to connect w/ my crew I met in Zambia…life is good!

Endless thanks to Jo and Paul! You guys rock!

I could not ask for much more on this adventure in the UK—friendly people, great food n drinks, fantastic music, wild weather, pristine nature and epic cycling adventures. I just wish it was not going by so fast but time does fly when you are having fun!

I’ll try to get more caught up with journals but till then just use your imagination :)

Peace,

Jamie

2008-09-07T08:39:00.000-07:00

Blog from Swansea, Wales. September 7, 2008

My last ride in Sligo, Ireland before heading to Dublin with my friend and host Monica

Wow, the weather in this part of the world is just spectacular. It went from lovely sunshine and tailwinds for two days to a wild windy storm that’s flooding many parts of Ireland and Britain as I sit on a train watching it all go down. I’m officially in Wales and enroute to Swansea where I’ll spend a few days with a new Couchsurfing hostess Janina resting the body and cleaning up after an epic adventure from Sligo to Dublin back in Ireland.

I left off the last blog update from a tent overlooking the ocean with great waves and rainbows—unforgettable 3 days of Irish paradise! The swell died in the ocean and the winds shifted westerly so I decided to follow them to Dublin to catch up with my good Irish buddy Jono from San Francisco. Everything was flowing just right so I knew it would be an epic adventure east.

I did a lovely ride with my host Monica along the coast to some of her favorite spots on a lovely sunny day, cooked some great meals with the family and really grew to love Monica and her kids. The next day I ended up meeting two super cool Irish cats Sean and Oisin who became potential guest riders for the 3 day mission to Dublin.

Oisin and I heading out of Sligo

By the time Wednesday rolled around I had a terribly hungover yet enthusiastic teenager Oisin pedaling out of Sligo for about 40km then a relay handoff to Sean who would ride 2 days with me. We had tailwinds, exciting weather ranging from downpours to bright sunshine and adventures that will touch your heart as the rainbow continued to follow the tandem all along the way to Dublin. You’ll love the journal on Ireland—be sure to read it when it comes out. The only adversity we had was some bike challenges with a cooked bottom bracket but it lasted just enough to give us timeless memories before disintegrating.

Sean and I after first day ride camping on Shannon River

After an 80km ride on day 2 we are ready for a Guinness

I arrived last night in Dublin and was blessed by meeting an angel Hari Krishna devotee Aiden on the train who loves bikes and vegetarian food. He helped me with my gear, took me to the bike shop and offered me a free meal at his restaurant Govindas (yummy!). At the Cyclelogical bike shop I got a super warm welcome by the entire shop and they really wanted to get my bike running right again—and they did. They gave me the kind of treatment that makes a tired cyclist feel welcome and grateful on a stormy day in Dublin.

Enjoying my last night in Ireland w/ my Dublin crew Brenden, Catherine & my bro Jono

I met up with my bro Jono who I had not seen in a few years in his stomping grounds of Dublin and we wasted no time getting out amongst the action on a hoppin Friday in Dublin. We meet his bro Brenden and lady Catherine for some food and music, did some recording then hit two of his favorite bars and clubs. One of them was a heavy metal bar that at first I was not all that excited about but it rubbed off on me and we ended up head banging and dancing till the wee hours.

After just 2 hours of sleep I just boarded the ferry for the wildest ride I’ve ever had on the Irish Sea with massive waves and gale force winds. The weather has been crazy and still not sure if floods will keep me from getting to Swansea or not until I arrive in this small town Shrewsburry, Wales to see where the winds blow me.

That’s the latest from the train…should be enjoying a fun Saturday night in Swansea, Wales soon enough! I’ll be in Wales till next Friday then off to Bristol to meet back up with several English folks

UPDATE: There’s been a lightening strike and massive flooding…crazy stuff! Stuck in some small town hoping to make it to Swansea for an Argentinean music event!

UPDATE 2: I made it to Swansea just as my Tango lesson was kicking off with my Couchsurfing host Janina and all is well. The storms have settled and we’re off to pedal & search for waves to surf together on the Gower Peninsula outside Swansea. Life is good!

2008-09-02T11:50:00.000-07:00

Blog from

Ireland, September 2, 2008

My surf perch here in Ireland. Big Love from Paradise!

I’m in my tent now at sunset, perched on a cliff above the ocean where surfers are out getting their last waves on a perfect day—great waves, offshore winds and sunny weather. It’s been such a treat to get back in the water again and close to my cherished energy source of the ocean. I’ll be perched here at least another day so I’ll be writing as long as the laptop battery will allow me to catch up on full on journals but here’s the quick update on the latest from the saddle.

My last day in Belfast was stellar with two enlightening guest riders Joe in the afternoon and Austin in the evening. Joe is a former IRA volunteer-turned softie who could not hurt a fly and Austin a progressive, committed Peace Pedaler who has done and continues to use bikes as a vehicle for the healing process in Belfast. It was a big day of filming and Austin rode with me outside Belfast to kick off my ride to the west on the charming tow road by the canals.

Meet Joe, the sweetest former IRA Volunteer ever!

On the road out of Belfast w/ Austin...a VERY cool cat!

I camped at a soccer field and was up at 5AM to start a 80 mile/130km ride to Enniskillen where I would meet Brid and Una’s brother Niel at their family home. It was one of the most challenging days in my life but a warm welcome from Neil at his place overlooking lakes in every direction, a nice meal, cold beers, good music and fun conversations made it all worth it.

Neil was not a hard sell to come riding with me the next day and from Enniskillen to Sligo could have been one of the best days riding I’ve had in Europe—tailwind, gorgeous terrain, great chats, perfect weather and positive teamwork on the bike and in our minds. We arrived in the evening in Sligo where we met our host Monica and her son Art who invited Neil and I to stay the night.

Neil is into Peace...let's all make it real!

My brother Neil and I lovin life on our 3-day adventure!

Neil and I are greeted with a smile from my Sligo hosts Monica and her son Art

Yesterday was bliss with a blissful day that started out of surfing with Art on perfect waves and conditions. This lead to an adventure into Sligo to find Neil a bus back home that did not exist and Monica and I talking him in to staying one more night in Sligo. All the while Neil and I have been building a super solid friendship, as well as Monica and her family of three.

Pinch me, am I dreaming? Perfect surf, board/wetsuit no sweat, sunshine, local spot...!!!

And today I had to say the sad goodbyes to Neil and decided I wanted to camp on the ocean so I rode on out here for some surf and sea goodness. Monica’s son Art’s buddy Carien set me up with a board a wetsuit yesterday and today so the blessings continue for the lone Peace Pedaler out here in Ireland indeed. Been meeting some very friendly locals and have felt so at home and peaceful here on this green island of good fun loving folks.

My surf brother and host Monica's son Art and I ridin the tides :)

Monica takes me to her favorite secret spot on the dunes...lovely!

The wildest family I've ever met--but so full o love!

That’s the latest n greatest. I’m feeling grateful, blessed, free, alive and strong with great memories in the past and wow, I’m so excited about the future adventures of Peace Pedalers on the way down to Portugal over the next few months.

Over n out from Paradise! Come to Ireland!!!

Jamie

2008-08-27T01:31:00.000-07:00

Blog from Belfast, August 27, 2008

New Peace Pedalers on Falls Road, Belfast

I’m just about ready to set off on and epic 3-day journey through Northern Ireland to the Republic’s stunning west coast town of Sligo where I’ll finally get back in the ocean for some surf. Belfast has blown me away and my hosts Brid and Una have become like sisters living with them on and off for 5 days. The weekend was stellar with many laughs, meeting new friends, tilting the perfect pints of Guinness, checking live music and even a visit from a former Swedish guest rider Paula.

Brid and Una, my Irish sisters here in Belfast

Amazing nightlife in Belfast

And stellar live music at the Jazz Festival

Paula and I went out exploring the hills and lakes outside Belfast on a 2-day adventure that was dazzling with one day of great weather and another of typical Irish wind n rain. The video cameras are back out in full force as my inspiration returned and Ireland and its people will be nicely documented both in the North and in the Republic where I’m heading.

Swedish guest rider Paula returns for a pedal in Ireland

All in all, I’m loving this region of the world, minus the lousy weather. But it’s this constant showers and rain that brings about the lush green hills and warm people so it’s actually starting to grow on me. Personally I’m quite content, with the regular ups and downs emotionally that I’ve come to accept living the kind of lifestyle I am. Once again I had to say goodbye to great new friends and will soon say hello to new ones on the west coast.

Over n out from Belfast, en route to the Sligo!

Jamie

2008-08-21T16:53:00.000-07:00

Blog from Scotland, August 21, 2008

Lovin the Northern Scotland Riding with my bro Mark, Glencoe

It’s about midnight on my very last night in Scotland and I’m heading to Belfast tomorrow morning. I’ve been on a happy cloud since my arrival in Glasgow and am not all that inspired to write a big juicy blog update now but here’s the quick update on how I got here. More yummy journals on the way soon enough and the juice will be there for sure…so check journals section for updates ;)

So I left Oslo in the rain but by afternoon I was pedaling solo on the tandem in mostly sunny skies into a nasty headwind along the pristine coast, Ipod crankin my favorite tunes, with real no desire to be with anyone but myself. I had a few rough days personally in Norway, with some experiences I am not sure I want to share just yet, so the solo time in raw Norwegian nature was what I was clearly craving—and it is what I got!

I spent two full days riding challenging hills, striking coastal roads, lush green and mossy back roads, camping in unspoiled old growth and a quite bay in the pouring rain, passed dozens of pure lakes and rivers and really had a super time just hammering the pedals. I finally met up with Aslaug and Finn, my Norwegian friends I met in Africa, and we took shelter from a nasty storm that arrived just at our cycling date in their warm station wagon that whisked us to their vacation home on a secluded island where we dried out and cozied up ;)

We lived the life at their cabin, beyond quick words so just wait for the newsletter for more details on this. I wish I had more time with them but I had plans to hit Glasgow, Scotland for the weekend and I’m glad I kept them. Here I sit now, at the end of a weeklong state of contentment, peace, love, fun, adventure and memories I’ll never forget.

Again, you’ll have to wait for the Scotland journal to get the real scoop, but basically I took a train to a boat to a train to an arrival in Glasgow where I met my brother from another mother Mark. Mark is a soulful Scotsman who met me a the train station and together we created a week that changed each others lives, and the lives of those we know an met, in countless ways.

From the weekend on the town, to the 3 day and 2 nights in the raw nature of northern Scotland, to the final days back in Glasgow—it was just bad ass, period. A “summary” at almost 1AM would do no justice. Just know that the spirit of Peace Pedalers, and all that I set out to see, experience and share, is manifesting in ways that are exceeding my expectations tenfold.

Below are few teaser pics for ya, many more to come with journals and full photo albums when I catch us in next few days. It’s been far too special to open a computer and miss out on life till now but I’ll get some time on the way to Belfast.

Get out there and see this world of ours—this stunning!

Binks

An amazing free campsite in Norway

Chillin by the sea, collecting the thoughts...

Norway's nature is like no other

They know how to live in Norway

Blissful riding on the island...

2008-08-11T04:27:00.000-07:00

Blog from Norway, August 11, 2008

The sun is trying to peek out of the thick clouds in chilly Oslo, Norway and I’m a few hours from pedaling my way towards Tvedestrand to meet some friends Finn and Aslaug for some pedaling in next few days. It’s hard to believe that I only have a few days left here in Scandinavian Europe before start my adventures in UK and Ireland.

I’m still behind on my official newsletters but have a long boat ride and some time to catch up on the way to UK so hang in there. For now the latest quick update:

The last sun we would see was our ride out of Malmo before the storm

The weather not only turned when I hit Sweden, but turned downright nasty just after my last blog report. My 2-day ride I had planned with Paula turned out to be just one over one after a massive storm with scary winds came in with vengeance. We got totally drenched. My long lost au pair Carina from 1979 had mercy on me and picked me up in a posh Volvo with her sister Anne to take us up to the beach house we had planned to ride to. The winds were blowing down trees and shut down the train system too. It was nuts!

Out of the nasty storm and into the great company of Anne, Bernt & Carina

After 29 years apart Carina still loved to cook for me :)

Carina and I got along like peas and carrots from the get go and spent a few days in her home town of Gothenburg, Sweden’s 2^nd largest city. We were able to get out and meet some of her friends, check out the city a bit and catch up on some administrative work before we started our 3 day ride up the coast towards the border of Norway.

The stunning scenery in Sweden makes ya smile!

Body Power! We made it to the border of Norway!

The ride could not have been better. Carina was strong, positive and a great guest rider. We had endless chats, escaped all the heavy rain that seemed to only fall when we were off the bike, and built a friendship that no doubt will last a lifetime. We rolled into Norway and she hoped a train back to Sweden and I rolled on to Oslo where I spent an action packed weekend with some of my Danish soul sister Mette’s crew out on the town dancing, catching live music and even a day at a big outdoor music festival where the sun came out and rainbows were dancing!

My welcome dinner with hosts and new friends Magnus, Linn, Jon and Thomas in Oslo

The sun peeks out at the music festival--amazing!

The get em groovin early in Oslo

I’ll write more soon…but that’s the latest quick update. On the road in Norway…next post will likely be in Scotland!

Over and out from Norway!

Jamie

2008-08-03T07:26:00.000-07:00

Blog from Sweden, August 3, 2008

Big love from Malmo, Sweden! I’m a few minutes from departing on my ride north with a Couch Surfing host Lisa's roommate Paula to meet up with my Swedish Au Pair Carina who cared for me over 22 years ago at her beach house. Life is pretty darn good!

My two Swedish hosts Paula and Lisa in Malmo Triple Riding at night :)

Honestly the sun has been out almost non-stop with constant fun things to do. I cannot be bothered to stay indoors and write too much so you’ll have to wait for the rain to get full on journals written. They say it’s coming soon enough so gonna go ride now and not type too much… I did manage to get the photos of Czech, Germany AND Denmark up with captions and plenty of fun stories to be seen in the pics so check the homepage for links. Here’s the quick scoop for now and a few teaser pics...

Jamie and Mathieu pedaling north from Berlin

Axel and Jamie enjoying a sunset celebration at the beach

I have been amongst some of the nicest people on earth since I landed in Berlin, Germany where I reported last. From there it was an epic 3 day ride with 3 riders Tim in Berlin, my French buddy Mathieu who I met in Benin now studying in Berlin, and my brother from another motha Axel for the final mission to Rostock, Germany to get my ferry to Denmark. Epic times with plenty of testosterone for a change.

My host Mette and me pedaling in Denmark--Perfect!

Jamie and Vibe at our lakeside campsite in Roskilde

The sun kept on shining and the rainbow of good mojo in full force as I hit rode north and hit Copenhagen for a weekend of total bliss with three amazing Couchsurfing Danish princesses who showed me the best time ever. Mette, Vibe and Tanja are just three totally sweet Danish women introduced me to the local culture, music, food, fun in the sun and unforgettable memories. I have tons to write about this unforgettable experience in Denmark but the road is calling and going to let you check the photos for a visual adventure and I’ll write some journals when it finally rains...

Lovin' the live concert in the sunshine!!!

update just before finishing...it's starting to rain....

But rain or shine, I’m in LOVE with Scandinavia so far. What a marvelous world it is up here! Enjoy the rest of the pics on the site and hope to write more soon :)

Peace,

Jamie

2008-07-22T15:05:00.000-07:00

Czech to Germany Blog, July 23 2008

Seamus and I before I pedal north towards Germany

Irena and Jamie just over the border from Czech to Germany

Irena and I meet up with Tim & Sybille in Berlin Germany for a tour

Our lovely hosts Sybille n Tim

Tim working his magic with the national media

It's past midnight and I'm running on vapors here after an action packed weekend in Berlin with Czech guest rider Irena and our hosts Tim n Sybille. Our stay was nothing short of amazing with great meals, fun rides, endless conversation and great memories. Tomorrow I'm back on the road with a great guy Mathius I met in Benin, West Africa and a 2-day ride with a soulful Germany brother Axel heading up to Denmark.

It's honestly been an emotional roller coaster lately but the ups are far outweighing the downs so I'm stayin' on the ride! I'm gonna catch some sleep and hope to get ya a report of Czech and the Exit festival adventures soon as I can...tell then, pictures are worth a thousand words at http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=9AauGbRi3aNc8&notag=1. Enjoy the ride!

Peace,

Jamie

2008-07-16T02:16:00.001-07:00

Exit Festival to Germany Blog, July 16, 2008

The glob of groovin. Endless talented DJ's for 4 days...

The Exit Festival came and went in a state of total bliss--4 days of dancing 7-10 hours a night and grooving to some of my favorite artists and DJ's, connecting with my Bosnian crew and taking some time off the bike. Perfect weather, company, amazing music---It was just what the doctor ordered! I'm now on the road to Germany!!!

I've found the people in Prague very friendly, but far more "westernized" than most of the E. European countries. And, with that said, most of the invitations to come riding were not accepted as people are serious about their work and careers here. Luckily my Czech friend Irena has a day off Friday so I'll have at least one long distance Czech rider. We'll see what heading out of Prague solo brings me. Actually, I love riding solo so no complaints.

Wow, I'm leaving Eastern Europe! I'm a bit scared as it was so easy and the vibe in the East is pretty relaxed and the people very open. Now heading into the modern, fast paced West...Lezzzz do it!

Over n out from Prague!!! Some pics for ya!

The madness at the train station of festival goers...

My Exit Sisters from Bosnia Marjana & Mirela dancin the night away

The music was everything from Traditional to Punk--very wild

Chillin in lovely downtown Novi Sad, Serbia

The live music main stage was epic...

Front row center for Manu Chao was INSANE!!!

My last supper w/ my boy Seamus back in Prague before ridin' north...

2008-07-08T04:22:00.001-07:00

Slovakia and Czech Blog: July 8, 2008

Greetings from lovely Prague, Czech Republic! A few nuggets from the last days here in this amazing city:

Reunited with my childhood friend Seamus Devine!

One of my hosts Jozef on our amazing balcony

Just a small sample of the fairytale scenery in Prague

My other host Ondrej and I on a sunny Saturday ride

And a super cool Czech Chic Irena who just rocks!

So Slovakia was just so amazing and I wrote a nice journal with great photos. I suggest you check out www.peacepedalers.com/slovakia-nl.html.

As for Czech I have been in a blurr of bliss since I arrived! For one, I like good beer. And everyone said the beer is just the best in the world here and they were NOT kidding. And I arrived on a Friday night, was welcomed by my host Jozef with my first Pilsner and it's been all about good times since then. I met up with a childhood buddy Seamus Devine who lives in Prague and it was like the 10 years had never passed--we had a blast out on the town. And boy does the town of Prague rock after the sun goes down--until the sun comes up!

I spent Saturday with my hosts Ondrej and Jozef eating, riding around the amazing sights, drinking more yummy beer and watching all the lovely Czech people enjoying a perfect Saturday in the park and city. Seamus threw a party at his house so I got to reunite with he and some great Czech folks and an cool American chap Brian for a perfect evening of food, drinks and fun. Sunday was lazy, relaxing with my new Czech friend Irena who took me out site seeing and on a picnic on the park.

And now, after a few days of administrative work on Peace Pedalers I'm going to follow my initial intuition and take a week off of Peace Pedaling and head to one of Europe's most epic music festivals, Exit Festival (www.exitfest.com). The lineup is beyond words with two of my favorites Miguel Migs from San Francisco (favorite DJ) and Manu Chao (my favorite band). Add to this the location in a fortress in fairytale Novi Sad, Serbia and the company great friends--I could not pass it up. Sooooo, Poland will be a short one, maybe just passin through...But I hope to get recharged for Western Europe and Scandinavian adventures!

Over n Out from Prague!

Jamie :)

2008-07-02T00:48:00.000-07:00

Blog from Slovakia, July 2, 2008.

Riding in Bratislava with my brother and host Michal

My two hosts Michal and his sister Zuzana

I have family in Slovakia!!! Going to stay with them tonight!

Don't forget Aldo! He's our mascot!

Keepin the Peace n Love flowin!
Hungarian guest rider Krisztina with my Slovakian host Michal

If you have not already seen it, there are great Hungary photos and a juicy 6 page journal at www.peacepedalers.com/hungary-nl.html.

Greetings from Bratislava, Slovakia! I've been here for about 5 days and am off on a 3 day ride to the border of Czech Republic shortly. I've been blessed since the moment I crossed the border from Hungary with amazing riding, unreal hospitality, a visit from a Hungarian guest rider Krisztina and I even got a chance to meet some distant relatives! I have family here! I've met some very warm, genuine, loving souls and will be riding with a few guys and a relative of mine too tomorrow! Life is sweeet! Check out the Hungarian newsletter and I'll get ya a report from Slovakia when I get to Czech for the weekend!

Peace,

Jamie