Catch up on our latest adventures here :

Beauty Amid Adversity

Fifteen monasteries into our sixteen monastery marathon and I had been struck down by some bug that had me unable to get out of bed and barely able to keep water down. We were parked…

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From Mountain Trails to Monastery Tales

We had crossed the border into Serbia and our excitement at being in a new country shook off the gloom that had descended on us from the merciless weather and endless mechanical problems. We were…

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An Elemental Battle

The taxi came to take us to the airport at 3:30am. We were heading back to arctic conditions in Sarajevo and had a strong sense of foreboding. As the aeroplane touched down our hearts sank,…

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Sarajevo in the Snow

We were fuming. We had spent nearly two months running the gauntlet of the chaotic Italian roads and come out of it unscathed only to have a lorry take out our wing mirror on a…

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A Winter Wonderland

We woke up early and looked outside at the forest around us. It was so beautiful we thought we would stay all day in the peace and quiet and get a few jobs done around…

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Three Snowmen and an Ice Queen

We woke up on our remote plain without a single other person in sight. It was bitterly cold as I did my training and I had been worried that the snow would come early, stranding…

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A Mog with a View

Just in case my last post left you in any doubt, we had fallen in love with Bosnia from the moment we crossed the border. The people were kind and friendly, the country oozed a…

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The Great Escape

Sometimes you just know, and when our ferry from Italy landed in Dubrovnik and we drove out into the streets of Croatia we knew. We knew that the chaos, the noise and the demands of…

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A Swan Song for Italy

Roman ruin overload and finally some peace and quiet in Paestum. Until we found that BigMog had contracted a nasty case of Diesel Bug. Diesel Bug meant that both his fuel tanks, all the fuel…

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The Ruins of an Empire

After the intensity of Rome, our rest day on the pretty little campsite at Tivoli had been just what we needed, especially as we were both now suffering with man flu. James was starting to…

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Wined and Dined Italian Style

We had been in Italy for nearly a month now and were about to start doing some seriously big-hitting stuff. We left our quiet park-up place in Vinci and headed to an aire on the…

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