Author Archive | Gareth Morgan

well the mid summer here is unppredictable weather wise and we have had mornings of 2 degrees, but the air smells so sweet and reminiscent of central Otago. Now in Whitehorse and had a night with Roger’s sister, Judy, and Gordy her Yukon man, steak and baked potato and carrot cake,,,, so great. Lots of […]

We are in Boseman, a pretty little Montana town and I’m waiting in the lobby (of a nice modern hotel), waiting to join the others and go with oil and filters to do the almost 20,000  service. That is apart from Gareth who is staying here today to get his business and writing commitments sorted. […]

We are in the state of potatoes Idaho. We are cold and the ride yesterday through the high foot-hills of the Rockies was a battle with gale force cross winds and sleety rain. We are camping in Yellowstone National Park tonight, it is 7am now and very chilly but looks clear. Last night we went […]

It took us 2 months before we were offered a Park Pass allowing access into any of the Parks for $50, luckily it was before the expensive Grand Canyon and we have covered our costs already. We are pretty canyoned out as this part of the country is a spectacular place with rock and land […]

Stopped antibiotics today and seems fully recovered. Thanks for the  messages, but sorry the requests for photos have been refused by the patient. Perhaps I should be selling the used plasters on Trademe.co.nz.

As some of you heard on Holme’s breakfast show Gareth wasn’t well enough to talk, so I got a say at last. He has a saddle sore or maybe a pressure sore on his rear, probably from all the hours he is sitting on the computer as well as the motorbike riding. Then the glands […]

Sometimes I wonder why we do the public side to our personal travels, but an email from my friend in Wellington has made me realise why. Her Mum, Gretta, in Kaikoura has been rather tardy about getting into the internet until she had to follow the trip. I always try to call in to say […]

All the women I meet want to know how much product and stuff I carry. They are aghast when I explain that the only product in my bag is chain lube and I have to apply it myself every night. My teeth are getting a bit worn looking at only 12500 km so it will […]

Having come back into the US legally, by riding our bikes through the border crossing at Ojinaga/Presidio, we felt as we rode east along the Rio Graqnde towards Big Bend National Park, that we just had to take the piss. So off with the gears – in these temperatures we don’t need much persuading – […]

We pulled into Batopilas pretty tired after a 6,000 ft decent to the bottom of one of Mexico’s Copper Canyons down a gravel, sand and mainly rock slide road. It reminded us somewhat of the “world’s Most Dangerous Road” in La Paz which, in a moment of madness we’d descended on bicycles. Not to detract […]