http://www.brinkadventures.org/ Imagine attempting a global traverse that would take you over 100,000 kilometres through some of the most difficult terrain and extreme weather on the planet... en-us Copyright 2002-2010 Kendon Glass Tue, 22 May 2007 07:00:00 GMT Tue, 22 May 2007 20:57:40 GMT OPML Editor version 0.72 webgear@brinkadventures.org webgear@brinkadventures.org http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=316 Fifteen days ago I cycled into a dead end town, end of the line, all passengers please vacate here. For weeks I had been heading south along vast expanses of beach on low tide. The tidal window helped to keep things interesting. I’d cycled the beaches before, most memorably in North East Brazil.... Wed, 16 Dec 2009 11:45:23 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=317 http://www.brinkadventures.org/Content/Journal/Aust_OysterShed.jpg http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=316 80 60 The Oyster Shed http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=315 Hey everyone, I have been cycling through some remote stretches lately, riding dusk till dawn in an attempt to reach a family reunion at Goondiwindi. I look forward to putting up some stories from the road over the next couple of months. There is quite a few... Tue, 15 Sept 2009 12:12:04 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=315 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=314 Two thousand metres above sea level and there exists terraced agriculture reaching as far and as high as you can see. Progressing up the mountain side, the vivid green stairway is lost to the heavens at that same place where the mist shifts into volcanic discontent with every puff of old man Merapi’s pipe... Mon, 29 June 2009 18:52:37 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=314 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=313 Today I think I met the happiest man in the world. It was really humid and I was very hot. Seeing a bamboo lounge chair in the shade, I pulled up on a dime and was invited by an old man to take a rest... Thu, 4 June 2009 08:29:09 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=313 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=312 As a metaphor for life it’s hard to beat the open road. He’s like a good old mate, sharing the hardships with the gold, leading you into the world’s heart centre, spreading joy around every bend with typical life affirming spontaneity... Fri, 22 May 2009 19:22:19 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=312 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=310 Well look what the cat has dragged in. Hi to everyone out there in the big wide world. I have a fair bit of catching up to do. There's a lot that has happened in the last months. There has been some delays getting the website back online but I have great news.... Wed, 6 Feb 2008 10:55:12 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=310 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=309 Through a half opened door a faulty TV transmits a subtle red glow across our path, aiding for a section as we negotiate the way forward. Distracted by what lay underfoot neither of us is aware that we are being closely followed... Mon, 9 July 2007 10:55:12 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=309 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=308 One thing that’s for sure, the closer I get to home the more I am thinking about it, the more I yearn to see my family. Over the years, in order to get the job done, i’ve reigned in certain feelings that left unchecked would have made the journeys objectives all the more difficult to attain, perhaps even impossible. Now at least, with a bit of luck I should be able to fall over the line. ... Mon, 2 July 2007 01:23:56 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=308 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=307 This was when I met Paul. He was Norwegian, tall, strapping athletic type, with all the staying power and toughness of a cross country skier. Having cycled all the way from his home in Oslo, he had been travelling the line for two years. It just so happened that his finishing point was a few hundred kilometers down the track at Bangkok. His journey was all but finished and soon he would be flying home. For that reason alone we were united in our excitement and trepidation for what lie just over our respective horizons... Tue, 19 June 2007 22:23:12 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=307 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=306 Nights on the strong man herbal wine with former members of the Khmer Rouge, scorpion stings, broken bicycle frames and machete bearing assailants in the muddy back streets of Poipet border town made Cambodia far from boring. Thailand is like a pack of baby wipes, all convenience, sterility and nice scents compared to Cambodia with its coarse leaves and twining roots, mud tears and snotty youths.... Mon, 11 June 2007 09:14:28 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=306 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=305 An eager official waiting at the threshold spies me through the crowd; rubbing his hands together, he manufactures a smile and invites me in like I’m long lost kin. It’s all a facade. As it turns out, he’s not happy with my US currency... Thu, 7 June 2007 15:12:46 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=305 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=304 So much has happened over the years of this journey and there is much that has not made its way onto the web. On the road it has not always been easy to put pen to paper with the cold nights conducive to lulls of expression... Mon, 27 May 2007 13:22:16 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=304 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=303 Attempting to merge into the rich tapestry of monastic life I wiped the sleep from my eyes and found a dark corner inside of the modest temple space. I watch closely as the monks bring to life sacred mantras with their trademark guttural chanting... Mon, 30 Apr 2007 14:42:06 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=303 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=302 Most of what will go online over the next weeks comes largely from my diary entries penned in the moments after dinner and before the sun would decide to opt out with the mercury spiraling to below freezing... Sun, 22 Apr 2007 13:45:51 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=302 http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=301 I was making my way to Everest. It was already late in the afternoon when I cycled past a small unassuming monastery and returned the wave of a young monk busily performing his chores at the main entrance... Sun, 15 Apr 2007 19:43:23 GMT http://www.brinkadventures.org/TheJournal/JournalEntry.asp?FieldJournalId=301