Cycling the world means you stop living life with loved ones and start living life with strangers. Being surrounded by strangers is not a new experience for me. At 16 years old life was giving me a hammering and I was in foster care being looked after by strangers. I spent more time contemplating suicide
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I’ve just went and cycled across Brazil! When my front wheel touched the beach I smiled and thought wow I’ve just cycled another country. I thanked my body, pulled my bikini out my panniers and embraced the beach! Over the last 11 months I’ve pedalled across Chile, Bolivia, Brazil and parts of Argentina. I’ve cycled
Giving a television interview for Costa Norte in Brazil. Talking about the ban against women cycling in public in Iran and the international campaign to release award winning human rights activist and mother of two, Narges Mohammadi. Jailed for 16 years for exercising freedom of speech. Interview is in Portuguese. To find out more
Meet the firefighters of Bertioga, Brazil. They are an example to people the world over of human kindness and the positive contribution we can make to the world around us. Not only do these men and women risk their lives daily to save others they also rescue street dogs! The firefighters stand for every women’s
I am a British Iranian woman and I’ve been cycling the world for 2 years. I’m currently pedalling across Brazil my 16th country by bicycle. On the 10th September 2016 the Supreme Leader of Iran issued a Fatwa against women cycling in public. Before cycling the world I was riding and racing for the Iranian
Bolivia has been an extraordinary adventure both on and off the bike. Cycling and wild camping my way over 5000 metre mountain passes is the highest I’ve ever travelled in my life and I did it on two wheels! The high altitude altiplano of the Andes is the remotest cycling I’ve done having to carry
I awake one Autumn Patagonian morning. I am cold. My sleeping bag is soaked through. I try to open my tent. I can’t. The zipper is frozen shut. Why is my sleeping bag wet? I panic and force the tent’s zipper open. Everything outside is white. I am cold. Why is my sleeping bag wet?
Cycling Patagonia. The foxes stole my food. The birds of prey stole my food. The man stole my jacket. I ran out of water and I cried. I achieved my ultimate dream of hiking the Torres del Paine Circuit in Patagonia. Albeit the first attempt I got rescued on Xmas Day in a snow storm.