road quirks
a place to be
a place to be
no story, just a hike
This isn’t really a story. It’s a record. A quiet trace of a walk.
to be found
I went solo, I wanted to be solo, I needed to be solo.
where things feel real
I don’t really know why, but I’ve been running from this city every damn weekend I can. Something in me just wants out—out to where things feel real.
snow, hills and blue skies
in winter, the city…
aid for a rough patch
a hike for a coffee
Since autumn is pretty much grey and grim, a new idea has sprung to mind.
121 hours somewhere in Ireland
being cold
mushrooms and bad light
hidden, not found
lost earbud memory
Neděle
Stumpy–packing
Beskydy, the mountains that form the eastern border of our country. They don’t have sharp, pointy peaks, but their hills are still steep and beautiful. We decided to ride them—north to south. About 100 km with 3,500 m of elevation gain awaited us. The tool for the job? The Specialized Stumpjumper.
a dentist appointment
Can I ride to my dentist appointment without using a car? This is a time line of a ride. At the end you'll find out how did it go.
84 hours somewhere in Austria
We came to this place with no plan. I just liked how it looked on the map when we were planning the trip. Sometimes not having a proper plan helps—you get to embrace the unknown and the adventure. This hike came about the night before.
a mountain bike
I had this bike for almost two year now! I can honestly say it has been the best mountain bike that I’ve ever had…
