World traveller, motorcycle adventurer, Ultimate Frisbee player and blogger. www.ultimateride.ca
World traveller, adventurer, Ultimate Frisbee player and blogger. Born and raised in Calgary, Canada. Jayne lived in London, England from 2001 – 2012. Jayne is currently travelling by motorcycle with her younger brother Philip from the top of Alaska down to the bottom of South America. She bought her first motorcycle in October 2011 (2007 Yamaha YBR125) and her second (2006 Kawasaki KLR650) two months later. She departed on this latest adventure on the 25th July, 2012. Read all about it at www.ultimateride.ca
I nearly fell into the waves as he spun me around and around. The weather was perfect and the sand was golden in the moonlight. Our friends were gathered on the beach, or also playing in the ocean, and I couldn't have wiped the giant smile off my face if I'd wanted to.
Aside from our time in the Amazon, Ecuador proved not to be nearly as warm as its name suggests. Kelly said several times that she thought the country's being on the equator guaranteed hot weather. How wrong that proved to be.
01/07/2014 02:13 EST
There was a twisty stick in the middle of my lane. It was after sunset and I couldn't see well, but as I passed the stick I realised it was alive! Tom was riding behind me, and the stick, not happy with my passing so close, reared up and went for Tom's leg.
01/03/2014 02:40 EST
I crossed the equator on the 17th of October, 2013, nearly 15 months after we left Vancouver. I don't have a picture of this momentous occasion, because there wasn't even a sign. Apparently if one wants to take a picture of the monument on the equator, one needs to take a different route.
12/31/2013 06:00 EST
Gasoline in Ecuador is a fraction of the price it is in Colombia. If everywhere sold gasoline for $1.48 US a gallon, we'd be able to travel for a lot longer! It was strange going back to spending US dollars, but it does make stock piling them for our time in Argentina much easier.
12/19/2013 04:34 EST
I have never been so glad to see such an ugly city appear in front of me...
12/17/2013 02:39 EST
"I've got to work tonight, and I don't think my mum will be comfortable with strangers in the house." This was one of the first things Pipo, the couchsurfing host who had accepted our couch request in Buga, told us shortly after Tom and I arrived at his house.
12/13/2013 02:54 EST
As the road leading to the hot springs in Santa Rosa de Cabal turned to kilometers of dirt, I assured myself that it would be okay. I don't usually enjoy riding offroad, but this few kilometres of dirt was actually quite enjoyable, and I was all by myself. Maybe I'm actually getting more confident?
12/12/2013 05:17 EST
Deciding to split up from Phil and Kelly happened very quickly, but it had been building up for a while.
12/11/2013 02:41 EST
A week ago everything changed. It was a beautiful, sunny day. We'd had a late start because Phil wasn't feeling very well. The first fourteen kilometres of highway outside of Chalhuanca twist through the mountains, alongside cliffs and rivers.
12/03/2013 04:30 EST
We were sweltering in Cartagena. The hottest I've felt on this trip. We had to get out of that city. I looked a the map in the Couchsurfing app on my phone and sent a couple of couch requests to towns that looked a reasonable day's ride South. Alex in Monteria responded and invited us to come stay at his apartment.
11/18/2013 01:03 EST
I am trying to remind myself that the difficulties of saying goodbye are the result of making wonderful new friends, and of course I do not ever want to give that up. However after over a year of goodbyes to people, few of whom I am likely to ever see again, I am feeling the strain.
10/16/2013 06:58 EDT
"Do you have change for a twenty?" the man asked me in a distinct English accent as he emerged from the customs and immigration building on the small island of El Porvenir and spotted me sitting on the curb beside the path. "I don't but I know someone who does. Come with me." I replied as I led him over the the tall, unbelievably hairy beast (also known as my brother) sitting under a tree writing in his journal.
10/07/2013 06:00 EDT
The Kuna are a remarkable population. They are the only indigenous people I know of who have managed to maintain their sovereignty. Panama certainly has tried to take them over, but failed and they reached a treaty in 1925.
10/03/2013 04:28 EDT
The day we rode across the Panama Canal for the first time was Phil's 30th birthday (1 August 2013). We rode across the Bridge of the Americas and discovered the terrible traffic that was to mark our whole time in Panama City.
09/30/2013 06:05 EDT
People are important. They are generous, welcoming, and all have a story to tell. Listen with both ears and an open heart. Have faith in humanity. Learn a new language. Fall in love - with everyone! Be patient. Smile. Meditate. Say "thank you". Everything WILL work out...
09/11/2013 05:11 EDT
The last boat taxi from Almirante to Bocas Town leaves at 6 p.m. Due to our slow border crossing and taking the wrong road, we rolled into town at 5:45 p.m. on the 22 of July, 2013. Fifteen minutes is not enough time to park and secure the bikes, strip off our riding gear and to pack enough belongings for an island adventure, but we had no choice. Almirante is not a very nice town.
09/09/2013 03:48 EDT
Canadian brother and sister Jayne and Philip Davidson are traveling on motorcycles from the Arctic Circle to Patagonia. This
08/08/2013 11:53 EDT
It was one year ago today that my brother Phil and I packed up our motorcycles (Kawasaki KLR 650s) and left Vancouver heading towards the Arctic Circle. It's been a long ride - 10 countries, over 40,000 km, 10 tires, dropping the bikes well over 50 times and one very hairy brother later, we find ourselves in Panama (about halfway from the Arctic Circle to the Southern tip of South America, our goal of Ushuaia, Tierra del Fuego).
07/29/2013 04:49 EDT
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