The Road Back Home: 4 Years, 63 Countries, 77,000 km Cycled Around Our World!

In the last month of a four year bike adventure that spanned 63 countries through five continents, I rode the last of 77,000 kilometers across the northern United States of America. Riding across the great vast plains of the Dakotas gave me plenty of time to reflect on all the different places I had been around the world, and how my view of my homeland is forever altered. I saw the kind eyes and gentle smiles of farmers who work diligently on ranches that cover thousands of acres, herding animals and growing crops that feed millions of us in the USA. I heard the accent of the “Yuppers” in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, as I climbed apple trees and shook the branches to help them collect apples for deer hunting season. And as I rode back into northern Indiana where I grew up as a child, my family greeted me with open arms as they welcomed me back home. For those of you who I have met along the way, those who shared water, shelter, equipment, or a good story, I thank you and I look forward to when our paths will cross again. Keep going.      Custer, South Dakota to South Bend, Indiana 13/9/19- 12/10/19

My Mother and I

Still have a couple pages left in my Passport...

Sculpture Garden of Lakenenland, UP Michigan

Riding through the last of my bike parts

Badlands NP, South DakotaCrazy Horse as of 2019. I posit that when this incredible sculpture is finished, it will be one of the greatest man-made Wonders of the World.

Back home with my Sisters and Father

Listen to this short interview I did with news station Sunny 101.5 about my trip around the globe

For the last of countless water crossings on my safari around the world, I put my bike in this paddle boat and rowed across the river to bypass a bridge construction in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan Sculpture Garden of Lakenenland, UP Michigan Sculpture Garden of Lakenenland, UP Michigan

Ashland, Wisconsin

Old clean energy meets new clean energy

The Road Back Home

Biker Mike Cycle Tours LLC

I started my first business venture in the United States, Biker Mike Cycle Tours LLC, in July of this year. My first trip consisted of a loop of the western United States on a motorcycle with one client for the month of August. After discovering more of the gems throughout the West and enjoying the luxury of an engine, I decided to close the business for the season and have resumed riding my bicycle across the central United States of America. If you are interested in your own catered tour in the States or abroad, please message me through the contact page for a free quotation!    Denver, Colorado 04/7/19 - Custer, South Dakota 13/9/19

The Good, The Bad & The Ugly

The breathtaking glaciers of Jasper and Banff National Parks in Canada were a good ending to my travels through Canada. And as I enter back into the United States through the big, open, wild western states of Montana and Wyoming, I see the good, the bad, and the ugly. Small towns, hailstorms, firm handshakes, and a meaningful "how are you today" greet me back into the country I was born in.     Smithers, BC, Canada 03/6/19 - Denver, Colorado 03/7/19

Jasper and Banff National Parks

B.C. and Alberta, Canada

Bears & Hunger- Alaska & Canada

Biking through Alaska, Yukon, and BC in Canada calls for travelling long distances in the wild. This has led to some hungry nights and wild encounters with bears. Climbing trees to hang my food, checking bear tracks and scat, and scanning the skies for mountain squalls leaves me feeling incredibly connected to this stunning part of the world.     Kuala Lampur, Malaysia 30/4/19 - Smithers, BC, Canada 3/6/19

Mosquitoes in B.C. Canada

At night I climb trees to hang up my food away from grizzly bearsOld log bridge from the Gold Rush days

Good luck to Clay & Cody headed to climb and ski Mount Denali!Solar panels at steep angels like this show how far north in the world Alaska is!

Remembering that bigger is better in N. America


Fourth and last flight! Kuala Lampur, Malaysia

Cambodia to Malaysia

I want to say thank you to the Cambodian people for making entertaining dance workouts in public places, the Thai people for dousing me with buckets of water during Thai Water Festival, and to the Malaysians for either wishing me happy journey or telling me to put my shirt on.

Siem Reap, Cambodia 31/3/19 - Kuala Lampur, Malaysia 30/4/19

Muslim graffiti in MalaysiaChinese cemetery in Malaysia?


Mini market shrines

Slept among some cool palm tree groves in ThailandSecond time on my trip I have found and returned someone's wallet on the roadBangkokThai billboard advertisement admonishing Buddha tattoosMy Thai lunch this day consisted of frogs, crickets, hornet grubs, and mangoes

Second taste of durian in life

Bangkok Malaysia The overwhelming rice choices in Thailand Salt fields, Thailand

Keeping It Hot In Cambodia

My loop through Southeast Asia has taken me across rural Laos where I participated in a local Buddhist festival serving beer to elderly women. Reaching the Pacific ocean on the coast of Vietnam marked the end of an eight month trip across Eurasia from the Atlantic. And the days get hotter and hotter here in Cambodia where I hope for cloud cover, rain and anything that relieves the heat throughout the day.       Laos 3/3/19 - Siem Reap, Cambodia 1/4/19

VietnamI say goodbye to my Costa Rican machete which has been carving my pineapples for more than three years.Eight months ago I said goodbye to the Atlantic Ocean in the Netherlands. Now I say hello to the Pacific again in Vietnam. This picture shows these cool little bowl fishing boats used here.

These guys tried and failed to get me drunk on local Laos rice whisky, which goes great with freshly fried pork rindsThe world's most heavy duty mopeds can be found throughout Southeast Asia

In Laos, tree stumps are never wasted

I biked with Naomi over three years ago when I was crossing the United States. Reunited for a tropical fruit feast on the beach of Vietnam! Vietnam and USA are good

Typical home construction in Laos

Offerings to Buddha Laos

Cambodian beer advertisements cover the sides of rural homes tempting consumption prizes of air conditioners, flat screen televisions, and washing machines which would all fit just perfectly in these homes.

They are used to make statues like this!

Go Fruit Yourself!

Cycling through the rest of Burma, a rather cloistered country for so long, was a forward step back in time. The world felt old and original, with people still getting around in ox carts, rice fields being farmed in traditional ways, and life moving by just a little more slowly. The transition into Thailand was shockingly stark. I felt the heavy influence of western materialism, and the difference between two neighboring countries was one of the stronger I felt on this trip. But along back country roads through hilly Thailand, provincial Thai farmers still pick tamarinds off their trees by hand, and invited me over to share sticky rice out of bamboo baskets. And while the heat is nearly insufferable some afternoons, the myriad tropical fruits keep me motivated to explore almost every local market to shock my taste buds and watch the happy reaction of the people when they are.     Mandalay, Burma 7/2/19 - Vientiane, Laos 3/3/19

Kitty want my sandwich

Buddhist monks in supermarkets make my dayFirst jackfruit since Uganda!

Next Thai Generation

Thailand Burma

Bamboo used for everything in Burma

I met Nigel, a 63 year old Aussie finishing a seven year bike trip around the world. We shared more than a few good stories from the road.

Maybe the most poignant police statue on Earth



Shake Your Buddha!

I started the New Year riding out of India across the Northeast States, a unique part of India surrounded by Nepal, Tibet, Bangladesh, Bhutan, and Burma that many different tribal groups still call home. Crossing into Burma I made my way to the old city of Mandalay where I completed a 10 day Vipassana Meditation course in noble silence. The positive experience left me feeling recharged physically and emotionally, ready to explore more of Southeast Asia.   Siliguri, India to Mandalay, Burma 1/1/19-7/2/19   (Warning, the video above contains content that some may find disturbing)

On the dusty roads of Northeast India

I went for my first teeth cleaning in 3.5 years before leaving India. The sounds from the cleaning tool like a rusty screwdriver scraping on glass accompanied by the screams of a little girl sitting one meter away from me contrasted considerably to the dental experience in the United States. But boy are my teeth clean now. Fun fact: while I thought my cavity was due to my excessive consumption of cane sugar here, turns out cane sugar actually has cleaning agents. Even today some Indians use cane sugar as an alternative to brushing their teeth.Outside Mandalay, Burma

Northwest BurmaBurmese Ox Cart

Burmese ox facial hairWhile change currency in a Burmese bank, two men walked in and dumped this pile of cash on the floor out of a white sack taken from a truck parked directly outside the bank entrance. The men then threw stacked piles of cash over the counter.

Food offerings to local Gods during a festival in Manipur India

Endless construction on dusty roads in Manipur India

Manipur, India

Live frogs for sale in a market in Northeast India

Indian soldier on special operations shopping duty

Throughout India I find men bathing around small pools of water at truck stops on the side of the road. I join to wash my clothes and self, or just to cool down in the afternoon heat.

Merry Belated Christmas from India

So there are Baptists in IndiaSo many random gun stores in Nagaland, India, I felt like I was back in 'MericaThis is by far the coolest motorcycle I have ever seen 


India on a protest day

More chickensLive borol (hornet grubs) for sale in a market in Northeast India

Bamboo ox carts in IndiaFrom the way Indians make the most of their bikes, my loaded bike blends right inBollywood feature filmI often saw families fishing in these muddy shallow pools. The children would move their hands through the mud until they found a fish and then throw it five meters up to dry land.


Bed nets that I used to see in Northern Africa are common here in India as well


The Din and Silence of India and Nepal (respectively)

Unable to secure a visa for Pakistan or China, I had to fly from Uzbekistan to northern India. Cycling with a Dutch couple for a week brought peanut butter and Sinterklaas into my life, which made life more enjoyable amidst the constant din of horns that comes with cycling through crazy India. After a little trekking in the Himalayas, I made my way into Nepal to enjoy the serenity and playfulness of the gentle Nepalese people. Happy New Year to everyone, may 2019 be a special one.          Tashkent, Uzbekistan to Siliguri, India 19/11/18 to 31/12/18

I wish these Nepalese signs were posted in India where the horn happy culture creates a din of honking all day everyday. I think my best idea to date is becoming a horn salesman in India, a lucrative endeavor undoubtedly.Helped cut and pack mushrooms with a family on a farm one night

Royal Enfield motorcycles are everywhere in IndiaPancake breakfasts in the foothills of the Himalayas

Kareri Lake in the HimalayasThis guy wins person of the day

Stayed with Hindu monk Swami G!

Met my new favorite Dutch couple, Tim and Gynn, in Uzbekistan and in India we biked togetherWhy is there a stadium built around this stretch of road? The bizarre police marching competition/ceremony that takes place daily at the border between India and Pakistan.


Monkey country again, red butts featured here

Golden Temple, Amritsar India

These Nepalese stools made of bamboo are lighter, stronger, and more aesthetic than any other I have seen in the world. Note the old bicycle tire used on the bottom.

Freezing through the Silk Road

A sprint across Azerbaijan and I reached the Caspian Sea, home of most of the world's caviar? While anchored aboard a cargo ship offshore in the Caspian Sea, I enjoyed typical Russian food and taught Russians how to play the card game Bulls**t. I wasn't as strong as the wild horses, the two humped camels, nor Borat in the cold steppe country of Kazakhstan, and so I took an old Soviet platskartny train into Uzbekistan. Biking the silk road in Uzbekistan has been a pure joy, enjoying old cities along the historic trade route, and the overwhelming hospitality of Uzbeks along the way who want to give me everything I could possibly need. Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

Tbilisi, Georgia through Azerbaijan, cargo ship across Caspian Sea, Kazakhstan to Tashkent, Uzbekistan 17/10/18 to 19/11/18


 Tashkent, Uzbekistan

When camping lately, my bike and tent are covered in frost by morning

Are these Uzbek children real or not? I was fooled multiple times while biking past these signs to slow down traffic, even smiling and waving before I was close enough to realize I was effectively fooledWhen staying with families in Uzbekistan, I sleep comfortably between thick cotton blankets next to gas heaters

 Uzbek gas tanks

Cotton carts of Uzbekistan 

Samarkand, Uzbekistan

Toolkit for biking in cold late autumn weather

Kazak oven gloves as second pair of gloves, like when Jim Carrey wore his second pair of gloves when motorcycling into Aspen, Colorado in Dumb and Dumber

Soviet Union shirt, gift from Azerbaijan home builder who missed the good old days

Turkish style hat, offering no warmth whatsoever for ears but superior style like the older Uzbek gentlemen

Uzbek cotton handkerchief for chronic runny nose



Khiva, Uzbekistan


Azerbaijan – Caspian Sea – Kazakhstan

KazakhstanI love you manti dumplingsModern day silk trade on an train between Kazakhstan and Uzbekistan

Heating up the old soviet platskartny train with coalHonorary English teacher with Kazak studentsLifting power lines to allow massive gas tanks to pass through towns in KazakhstanCanned Kazak horsemeat, oh yes it's goodFirst double humped camel sighting

Wild horses of the steppe, Kazakhstan

Cargo crew workout boys

Kitchen on cargo ship across Caspian Sea Soviet tractors I have been seeing everywhere in Georgia and AzerbaijanCandy ladies of Azerbaijan!