When the smell of fish, heavy fuel oil, and seaweed hangs in the air, the harbor can’t be far away. Guided by the screeching of seagulls and my nose, I quickly find my way down...
Fully focused, I scan the landscape for suspicious black patches while cycling. So far, however, they have all quickly turned out to be rubbish. It’s not easy to keep an eye on traffic...
The headwind is blowing full force into my face. This is now the third day in a row with a headwind. The grains of sand are practically flying across the road, literally making...
The incredible vastness of the Sahara impresses me time and again. In some places, hundreds of kilometers lie between settlements, without a single tree in between. Accordingly,...
Every step feels heavy, and my legs are burning. After more than 3,000 kilometers on the bike and with the goal just within sight, I still don’t seem to get any closer....
After just over 1,700 kilometers, I reach my first goal on the bikepacking tour: the vultures in Extremadura. Very long stages have challenged me and pushed me to my limits.
I rode hundreds of kilometers on my road bike, with my photo equipment on the luggage rack, down to southern France in order to photograph flamingos in a sustainable way....
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