[stextbox id=”ValidID” caption=”CaptionText”]World bike girl – a journey by bicycle for human and animal rights[/stextbox] Ishbel HolmesIshbel, creator of World Bike Girl, has spent her life on bicycles, from road racing, to velodrome sprinting to cycling the world. She has pedalled across 20 countries solo and promotes commuting by bicycle. Much to the
Nov 2015 – July 2016
Patagonia spans both Argentina and Chile and is a region of outstanding natural beauty.
Home to six national parks, the Andes mountains, glaciers and deserts.
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.
On leaving Tolhuin Bakery I am gifted with an incredible tail wind and I’m cycling on the highs of a Glee movie-set for 70 glorious kilometres. Then my head is down and I’m pushing at my pedals achieving no more than 7 kph. I will learn all too soon this is only a whisper of what the Patagonian wind has in store
The second day of cycling across South America and I awake to snow and a little fox playing close to my tent. I catch myself calling on the fox as I would a wee cute puppy and give myself a shake. When it snows in Scotland it’s absolutely ‘baltic’ but here it doesn’t seem so cold. Having
Greg also known as the [ilink url=”http://thestarvingcyclist.blogspot.cl/” style=”note”]The Starving Cyclist[/ilink] is arriving to Ushuaia just as I’ve finished in the Tierra del Fuego Park. I haven’t met Greg before but we are Facebook friends and he’s been cycling the world for almost four years. I’m excited as I pedal to the airport to meet one of my cycling
I find no alternative than to abandon my belongings each day inside my tent, as I explore the trails of the Tierra del Fuego National Park. Hoping my world remains inside my tent on my return. This is Patagonia hen. Naw Glesga. And I needn’t worry. It’s breakfast time and I’m sitting with Pierrette, another girl hiking
I began cycling the world in 2014 and two years on I remembered how much I loved hiking the Munro’s back home in Scotland. I wondered why I wasn’t hiking the world as well as cycling it. Now I’m pedalling in my hiking boots with a 70 litre rucksack strapped to the back of my