BY LIV SEURING I didn’t know much about motorcycle riding Vietnam when my boyfriend and I left the airport in Ho Chi Minh City in December 2015 for a four week vacation. I had been to Thailand once and loved it, but Vietnam seemed different
BY ELISA WIRKALA On a fortuitous night at a Seattle motorcycle event in 2012, my perception of riding took a sudden, life-altering shift.
In the second part of this two-part Travel Psychology podcast series, author of Ubuntu and world traveler Heather Ellis talks with Jacqui Kennedy of Postie Notes and Women ADV Riders Contributing Editor Elisa Wirkala as they discuss travel psychology and life on the road: When things take a
EGLE GERULAITYTE Riding a motorcycle around the world can mean so many different things to different people. Why do we travel? For the freedom, the open road, the thrill, the adventure.
In this two-part podcast series, author and seasoned traveler Linda Bootherstone Bick, Jacqui Kennedy of Postie Notes (Australia on a Postie Bike) and Women ADV Riders Contributing Editor Elisa Wirkala discuss travel psychology and life on the road: When things take a turn for
Wind, Sun, Rain; on the road, our skin is abused by the elements, and adding skin care to the list of daily chores can seem overwhelming.
BY GRACE MCDONALD I’ve got a KTM 690 Enduro and I’m 15,000km into my overland trip from Sydney to Paris via Asia and the Middle East.
BY ELISA WIRKALA The first Kawasaki KLR650 to be brought to my attention belonged to a college boyfriend in 2006. I had no idea what it was, and considered it just a big ugly bike – a sort of deformed grasshopper. But what did I
BY KILEY SHIELDS At the beginning of this year I didn’t know how to ride a motorcycle. Now, I’m back home after embarking on an 8,000 mile Africa adventure that had me and a friend traveling by motorcycle from northern Ghana to northern Europe—Bristol, to
BY: ELISA WIRKALA Air came hissing out from under the pressure gauge held against the back tire. The sandy red road in the northern part of Western Australia stretched 10 km due north, heading to Eighty-Mile Beach where Julie Jasper was camped for the week. She