Very happy with ourselves as we stepped off the bikes in the heart of Vienna
And that’s a wrap folks! For me this epic adventure has finally come to an end, I promised Sophie I would be home for her birthday and although I have missed it by one day I will make her birthday party. I feel naked without my motorcycle, my life as I know it is in a 27kg bag and my bike will eventually make it home by ship, thankfully James and Monica can look after it until then.
What a bike! Brigitta’s 17 years old with 170,000kms on her clock and she’s taken me 26,250kms across 14 countries without a hitch
All 27kgs of my life’s possessions for the last 4 months, wrapped up in a $4 gypsy bag
Vienna, Austria (Monica’s home city) was the catalyst for this trip and what a beautiful city it is! Always coming in a very close second to the world’s most liveable city, Melbourne. After spending six wonderful days in Romania I only had three full days to take in Vienna, but with Monica to show me around I feel like I know it and can’t wait to visit again with Sophie. We have many friends and family who now reside in Europe so I can see many trips to come.
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Vienna. It could be worse…
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Yep, it could be a lot worse
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A hard earned thirst needs a big, cold beer. Thanks to Moni for organising some nostalgic beverages for our arrival in Vienna
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Up to no good on my last night of the trip
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James, after enjoying too much quality Austrian wine
The red wine consumed last night has brought on some emotional reflection of our journey. What we accomplished in four months on our motorcycles will only take a jet plane 22 hours. Looking out the window of the plane I can almost pinpoint our journey overland. I’m dressed in my new clothes from Zara in Vienna, upon purchase I noticed it was made in Pakistan and it took me back to the road, riding past huge textile factories producing items for the western world to consume but I’m sure none of the other patrons were thinking what I was…
For us Pakistan has a very different meaning than most
Blokes on Spokes was a motorcycle adventure but underneath our desire to ride around the world there was much more to the journey. James and Monica had made a massive decision to leave Melbourne and start anew in Vienna. For myself it was an opportunity to remove myself from our all consuming business and busy life in Melbourne. My business partner Nick and I have been working extremely hard on our business for the past 12 years and I am the first to acknowledge that it has taken a toll on our health and well being. Four months ago I left Melbourne a worn soul: I was searching for something other than the 8-5 slog and have to admit I was concerned that our journey would provoke even further frustration of my work/life balance. In fact it had the opposite effect. The whole experience has been so humbling that I now only feel guilt of how fortunate my life is. I am returning to Australia a new man. I had lost my way in a Western world driven by money and success and forgotten about the most important things in life. Family, love and health come first and everything else second from now on. We left Melbourne in search of good roads, scenery and adventure but I’m returning with no lasting memory of the riding but only of the kindness of people. I am also returning a more focussed businessman; wealth is an absolute privilege in this world and I am lucky enough to have the support and ability to increase it for the future of my children and family.
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Although they could’t speak a word of English, and we couldn’t speak a work of Urdu, we had a fantastic meal prepared by the prison guards in Manshera, Pakistan
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A fantastic home cooked meal prepared by our hosts Asif and Adnan’s families in Peshawar, Pakistan
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Meeting some Pakistani tourists in our hotel in Quetta
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Amir, showing us the sights of Esfahan, Iran
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Sunrise in Bagan, Myanmar, with friends made on the road
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Great food and fantastic company
I cannot thank James enough for the support over the last few years, not only was he my best man at our wedding he was also the brainchild behind our adventure. Months of preparation leading up to our rushed departure proved vital to our success and I will be forever grateful.
Jimmy, on the streets of Malaysia. It takes two to tango, and I wouldn’t have made it without his help
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Bon voyage. Our parting moment at Vienna International Airport
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On the streets of Myanmar
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Two Blokes, happy on their Spokes
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Up up up and away, Cappadocia, Turkey
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Enjoying our first beer in 5 weeks after crossing into Turkey
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Enjoying Persepolis with Lucy outside of Shiraz, Iran
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Trouble in paradise
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Our hosts (and prison guards) in Manshera
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Badshahi Mosque, Lahore, Pakistan
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Holi Festival, India
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Above 4000 metres in Nepal
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Off the beaten track in Nepal
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Who said beer and bikes don’t mix?
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Crossing the border into Myanmar
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Some quality beach time in Thailand