What Life is Really About

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What Life is Really About

Today my family and I were told that my Granddad has only days to live. He's been in hospice for a while now and is a stubborn man who loves his family. This love has kept him with us even when we thought all hope was lost but now it looks that that love is ready for another realm. 

I'm taking a bit of a hiatus to spend time with my family. I'm not sure how long I will be away but while I'm gone will you do something for you? Take a moment to think about what is really important and what life is really about. All my love to you.

"How lucky I am to have something
that makes saying goodbye so hard." 


-A.A. Milne (Winnie-the-Pooh)


This might not be the Hobbiton video but here is a fun video I created for my new talk "Running Past Empty". Shows how I live my life and some of the challenges I faced on Tour Aotearoa, know my granddad is proud!! 

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Acceptance of Failure

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Acceptance of Failure

How does one find acceptance of failure while on the bike? Here's my recap.

It was about 8 days into the tour. I was behind on miles and battling physically and mentally. Each moment of the day I doubted my every move. I tried so hard to ride my daily set goal of 100km (66miles), yet struggled. My bike was heavy and clumsy. I was always hungry and each night I could never get enough sleep. I’d wake each day dreading the miles that awaited me.  After breakfast, and once I packed up, I’d call my family back in the states to assess the day.

 Amazing New Zealand mornings that made it just a bit easier for acceptance of fauilre and to get outta bed and hit the road. 

Amazing New Zealand mornings that made it just a bit easier for acceptance of fauilre and to get outta bed and hit the road. 

“If you could up your mileage to 125 kms a day you will finish the tour in 30 days.” My mom calculated.

“You got this babe, just keep up the mileage,” Joshua would say with encouragement.

I was determined to complete the 3000km in the set tour time of 30 days. Feeling pumped and ready for the day I said my 'I love you’s' then headed out on the bike. The first few miles I was excited. “You got this!” I’d think to myself. The first few hours were okay too. “You’re doing fine, just keep going and stop stopping so much.” I slowly was becoming annoyed with myself. By midday, as the hills became steeper and the calories became fewer I became irate. “What ARE you doing?!?? There is NO way you are going to finish this thing!!! You should just give up.” I shouted out loud to myself.

 Evil climb kicking my butt!!! This was not acceptance of failure!

Evil climb kicking my butt!!! This was not acceptance of failure!

Then it call came to a head. It was march 9th in New Zealand and March 8th in the states, International Women’s Day, which should have been an inspiring day, but was not for me.

“Did you see the post?” Joshua eagerly asked in excitement.

I had a rough start to my day. I was behind, as usual and I was stressed. I was pushing so hard yet making no progress. The miles goal for that morning was to tackle a brutal 130 km. The numbers proved that I needed to keep this pace everyday for the next 20 days or so. 20 days!!!! I couldn’t even think about doing this tour for 20 more days. F*CK, was the only word fitting for this moment and it still left me unsatisfied.

“Did you see the post?” Joshua asked again.

I broke from my pity party and said no. Looking at my Instagram account on my phone I saw it. Again, something that should bring empowerment, pride, courage, and tenacity but only brought shame and it was staring back at me. Royal Robbins, one of my amazing sponsors, had reposted my photo from speaking at the adventurer’s club with this caption:

“Thrilled to feature @caseofthenomads on #Internationalwomensday for her inspirational talks as a female adventurer as well as her current impressive journey of solo biking from end-to-end across New Zealand.”

 Add decked out in my  Royal Robbins  gear while speaking at the  Adventures' Club of Los Angeles . Acceptance of Failure on the bike, in a canoe, by foot....goes hand in hand with adventures!

Add decked out in my Royal Robbins gear while speaking at the Adventures' Club of Los Angeles. Acceptance of Failure on the bike, in a canoe, by foot....goes hand in hand with adventures!

Me? I’m the one they chose to feature! Wow, what an honor….but ME? Outta all the women of the world, they chose me? Wow, that’s big! My thoughts took over becoming dark and I began to crack under the pressure!!!

Oh man, I’m a failure. There is WAY to finish this thing!!! There are too many miles and it’s just too hard! I’m not a role model or someone to look up I’m just a looser! I won’t be able to carry out my dream of one day writing a book. I won’t give any more lectures or create blog posts because I’m a failure!!!

 Beaten down by the day and it's only the morning!

Beaten down by the day and it's only the morning!

These thoughts sped in and out and round my head like a bee hive full of angry bees. Then the tears came pouring down. Endless tears. I spent the next 4 days straight crying, trying so hard to face the fact that I really didn’t want to. The fact that I would not finish the tour. And if I didn’t finish I would let my sponsors down, my followers down, my family and friends down and most of all I’d be letting myself down. I didn’t want to accept this. No one wants to accept that they can’t do something, right?!

To try to pick myself up I thought of others who have failed. My friend Roz Savage failed her first attempt to row the Pacific Ocean but came back the following year to become the first women to row the Pacific solo. And another rower friend Sally Kettle failed her first attempt across the Atlantic Ocean yet ended up setting a world record for rowing it with her mother! If these women could face and accept failure so could I?

 Taking a break to eat some chips and cry!

Taking a break to eat some chips and cry!

As I went to sleep that night I decided to give myself some slack. No matter the outcome, no matter if I stopped tomorrow and no matter if I failed at least I failed at attempting to make my dreams come true.

The next day I awoke felling a bit better. I followed my same routines but with a sense of calm. When I called my family for the daily miles check I started the conversation off a bit differently.

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“So I know I have tracked miles but I don’t want to talk about miles or kilometers anymore. There is to be no mention of miles at ALL, only hours on the bike. My new goal is not based around distance anymore but time. I will ride 10-12 hours a day or more and see where I end up. I will ride until the 30 days are up and if I only travel 100 km then that’s as far as I ride. I accept the fact that I will not reach Bluff and I will not finish the tour. You all have been the best support, so thank you for continuing with supporting my decision and for NOT mentioning mileage OR me reaching Bluff anymore.”

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Things changed for me that day. I faced failure and I accepted it. And I did the next most difficult thing to accepting failure, I continued down the road knowing I would not succeed. I didn’t give up and I didn’t give in even though I wasn’t going to reach my goal or the finish. I found grace and gratitude for just having the ability to ride so many miles, to be able to attempt such a feat and that it was a privilege to be on the adventure.  This carried me on for 20 some more days until I rode into the southern most tip of the south island port town of Bluff and to the finish line of the tour. I arrived 1 day past my original goal.

 The Finish!!!! Photo by Joshua Sheppard Winkelmann

The Finish!!!! Photo by Joshua Sheppard Winkelmann

Now that I’m back in the states, a few months after the tour I look back to this moment often. It’s one of the many lessons adventure has taught me. I know can look at failure as a stepping-stone to success. I hope you all can do the same.

 

 

Thank you Thank you Thank you Royal Robbins for the amazing and empowering post! It was a humbling honor featured for International Women’s Day. 


Next Week

I think it's time to have some fun, we will be coming back to fear, acceptance of failure and running past empty BUT next week I'll show you one of my fav places on the tour....Hobbiton!!


Heart Shaped World

Sometime even the most difficult road gives its love! 

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Poached Egg Love Affair

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Poached Egg Love Affair

I found that Kiwis have this innate talent for creating the perfectly executed poached style egg causing me to never look at them quite the same, Kiwis and eggs. The first few days of the tour I missed out and was unaware of these treasures. Pre poached egg mornings I started the day off with two dark chocolate apricot nut bars, which became a staple in my tour diet. I actually ate an entire box a DAY for 31 days! That’s 6 bars a box. Then I'd have an apple, mandarin orange, a pack of lunchmeat and a few gluten/dairy free cookies, washing it all down with a hydration water.

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The morning of day 3, I woke exhausted, extremely emotional and horribly homesick for my family, especially my love. I was running late, which was quickly becoming the norm for the tour, and as I waited to take the morning ferry to Rawene it began to rain bringing me down even more. After boarding the boat I decided I needed to eat, I realized I was starving. Once across the water I went into a convenient store grabbing some food for the day: cooked packages of rice, canned tuna, lunchmeat and my favorite nut bars.  Exiting the store I saw that the café across the street wasn’t open. I referred to my Tour Aotearoa cue sheet books for other suggestions on where to eat. The Boatshed Café was listed and as I looked up from the book, I noticed it to my left.

 Ferry Ride to Rawene

Ferry Ride to Rawene

I made my way over. Carol Anne, who would introduce herself to me shortly and was the café’s server/barista, was outside setting up tables. I asked her if they were open and found no, they weren’t and won’t be for 30 more minutes. Damn it! I yelled in my head. I was beyond starving now and longed for a REAL meal that didn’t come in a can. I was feeling the pressure to hit the road, I had already wasted a few good riding hours and didn’t want to waste anymore time. All of a sudden, a head popped out.

“Ya want some pizza?”

“Is it gluten free?” I asked.

“No. But we have gluten free toast. Why don’t you just come in and sit down, give us a minute and we’ll make you breakfast.” The man, who was now my hero, called back.

My head may have tried to resist the offer but my stomach would not! I took a seat at a table that overlooked the bay and ordered two eggs, toast, sautéed mushrooms, hashbrowns, bacon and a maple black walnut hot tea, thanks to Carol Anne’s suggestion. As I waited I wandered the gift shop that had traditional Maori carved jewelry, paintings and drawings. After a short bit I headed back to the table just as a Maori women, whose name I missed since I was distracted by hunger, dropped the goods on the table. It was a masterpiece, especially the perfectly poached egg. Lost in my awe I forget to say thank you to the woman until she started to walk away.

 Graffiti when coming into port (top left), helmet taking a rest while I explore (top right), the view from my table at the Boatshed Cafe (bottom).

Graffiti when coming into port (top left), helmet taking a rest while I explore (top right), the view from my table at the Boatshed Cafe (bottom).

“Thank you!” I yelled loudly at her, snapping me back to reality.

Looking back she said thank you and I noticed a moko kauae tattoo on her chin. It was beautiful. Just then it hit me, I was experiencing, first hand, another culture half way round the world. What a privilege. Then I stuffed my face!!!!

As my journey continued I found that 95% of the cafes I stopped in had gluten free toast, all (but one) had my new favorite, perfectly poached eggs and the most amazing Caramel Slices. I was in the middle of dairy country and the milk self was filled with EVERY possible flavor of milk: caramel, coffee, espresso, strawberry, orange and even LIME! I didn’t try any milk but I did fall in love with the caramel and date almond milk. I had to pass on the crazy flavors of ice cream as well as the pies.

Baby Food

Baby food is something that I have always carried with me on bike rides but I ventured out into the unknown, or forgotten, by trying baby food with meat. I usually stick to fruits and sometimes go with sweet peas but not since I was an infant I have had meat. This would prove to be a BIG mistake. One afternoon on the tour I was running out of food and had a couple more hours to ride until I reached a place to re-supply. The only thing I had left to eat was Lamb Shepherd's Pie. I was saving it for last because I was too scared to eat it. Desperate, I took out the baby food, opened the pouch and took a little sip and oh god, I bout threw it up. There was no flavor except for the gamey lamb taste. But I had not choice, somehow this had to go down, I needed the energy. So I plugged my nose and sucked it back in one glub! It took all my effort to keep it down. The texture of pureed bland unsalted flavorless yet a bit greasy lamb with mash potatoes....uggg...I think I just gagged!!! It was sooooooo gross, I don't recommend it but I was grateful for anything at that moment. 

Other Struggles

  • Calories: No matter how much I ate I just couldn’t consume enough calories. 
  • Dairy/Gluten Free: Lots of dairy and gluten free options but when there wasn't, there wasn't!
  • Timing: Takeaways and stores closed earlier than I was use to (5pm-ish), especially in the north island. On occasion I'd luck out and have gas station food, which had limited options. 

Grocery Shopping Favorites!

Here are a few of my fav and not so fav food from

New Zealand

Favorite Foods

  • Poached Eggs!!!!
  • Canned Chicken with Mayo or Whole Grain Mustard (GF)
  • Peckish Sweet Carrot Rice Crackers (GF/DF)
  • Beet and Cashew Hummus (GF/DF)
  • Fanta Jelly Fizz (GF/DF)
  • Chocolate with Coriander and Apricots (GF) and Jelly Tip Chocolate (GF)
  • Chocolate Covered Cookies (GF/DF)
  • Lemon Cake (GF/DF)
  • Caramel Slices (GF)
  • Caramel and Date Almond Milk (GF/DF)

What I grew tired of

  • Chips (French fries)
  • Energy Balls
  • Canned Tuna
  • Cooked Packaged Rice
  • Anything in a package or can, except canned chicken!

Not so Fav Foods

  • Burgers: NZ burgers taste like Salisbury steak, which grossed me out and took a few tries to realize this. But a few places had pickled beets on them, which was really tasty.
  • NZ Bacon: The NZ style of bacon is more like ham or Canadian bacon, not my fav. Only a few places had what I would call “real” crispy fatty bacon.
  • Energy Drinks: I'd never had an energy drink until NZ and I hated them BUT they helped when tackling really long big hills.
  • Chicken Flavored Potato Chips (Chippies): I was SUPER disappointed by these chips. They ended up just tasting like chicken bouillion on chips, really disappointing. 

Next Week

I get real about the acceptance of failure and what happens when running past empty. Stay tuned. 

I wanna hear from you

Is there something you'd like to know about the tour? About Van life? Adventuring? New Zealand? Solo Adventures? Camping? A story you'd like to share? Reach out and let me know, who knows, maybe I'll even write a post bout it! Thanks again for reading!


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Tour Day 1: 90 Mile Beach The Devil's Playground

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Tour Day 1: 90 Mile Beach The Devil's Playground

 Cape Reinga, The start of Tour Aotearoa

Cape Reinga, The start of Tour Aotearoa

The morning of my first day of the tour was magical, but led to magically bad! It was as if I had never done anything like this before. Oh wait, I hadn’t! The tour started at Cape Reinga, the most northern tip of the north island that was also a very spiritual and sacred Maori site. After taking in the amazing views I found I was late for the start of the tour. Crap! Once I begin biking it got hot. Real hot. There were hills. Lots of hills. Which made my bike feel like I was carrying lead. My gear started to literally fall off my bike. And then, I was alone and lost. All within the first 15 kilometers, which was confusing to me. I knew miles not kilometers, this meant I had no concept of distance or time.

"Welcome to Tour Aotearoa Casey!" I heard the bike gods yell down to me throwing their heads back in laughter.

"Shut it gods!!! I need to find 90 mile beach and it’s gotta been round here somewhere." I yelled back.

Riding ahead still lost and through tall weeds I was greeted with massive picturesque sand dunes, setting a surreal backdrop. In disbelief my thoughts wandered. I had been waiting over a year for this beach. It’s what first caught my attention about this tour and led to me signing up. Other bikers had told me that riding on a beach with sand and salt water was a no, no. It kills your bike. When I saw that the first day of Tour Aotearoa was riding on a beach, I felt like this tour broke the rules and I knew I had to sign up!

 New Zealand Sand Dunes

New Zealand Sand Dunes

But now that I was here and lost I was unsure if I’d make it to the beach. Where is it!!!! I yelled in my head in total frustration.

‘OH! Outhouses, score!’ I said aloud.

I found my mood was easily swayed by every little good (or bad) happening. After relieving myself I saw another TA rider making lunch. I stopped to ask for directions.

“Straight that way.”

He pointed in the direction I was headed but I asked again and was given the same answer. But I couldn’t see a path. What was he pointing to? He saw my confusion and reassured me that going forward in the tall grass there was a path. I bid him thanks and farewell and was off.

As I peddled there was a path and with newfound confidence I moved forward til I hit a stream. What now?

I heard a women say, “that’s it, keep going. The beach is right ahead.”

 Stream with tall grass blurred in the background

Stream with tall grass blurred in the background

She was on a fatbike riding towards me on the stream and pointed behind her. So I kept peddling. I felt pretty badass for riding in the wet sand and began to have fun. A few km later I came to the beach, 90 mile beach.

I stopped for a moment, taking it all in. The sand was hard and filled with undisturbed shells in a variety of colors. As the wind blew bits of loose sand were picked up and escorted across the beach in breezy waltz that spun its dancer in floating graceful circles.  The air was filled with the fragrant smell of salt water and rotted sea life that made me smile the moment the scent hit my nose, telling my memory that I was at the sea. This allowed enough time for the lunching rider to pass me and with a wave he sped past. I began to get excited by his pace on the beach, I was surprised to see him move that fast. This gave me reassurance that I was gonna kill it on the beach.

“Ha!” The bike gods laughed down at me.

It wasn’t so bad, at first, riding across the hard pack sand. Until I hit a wet spot that quickly sank my front tire causing my 70 lb loaded bike to stop instantly as I flew forward over the bars. A few moment later, another wet spot causing me to fall to the side. Then another, falling to the left, then the right and at times I didn’t know which direction I fell. With each fall I collected another multi colored bruise. The beach became a playful dog and I was its rag doll, getting shaken in its clutches.

The wind blew from the front feeling as if someone was holding onto my back tire as a cruel joke, bike gods I’m sure of it.  The sun’s rays beat down hard over my head burning my exposed zinc covered skin and the beach was endless. I rode hours after hours felling as if I stood still. The breathtaking views helped to keep my mood from going dark, but only for a short time.

Speeding tour bus that literally drove on the beach passed by me, tourists waving in the comfort of their cozy seats.  I was in awe of this, which sometimes caused me to fall over. My well-traveled midwestern self had never seen anything like that before. But as the hours grew I saw fewer and fewer buses until I was utterly and completely alone, except for the random penguin, yes penguin!

Stopping in the late afternoon for a quick 10-minute lunch I stood, straddling the bike trying to keep it upright without hands, which proved to be beyond my skill level. The bike fell with a heavy thud. Thankfully it fell so I could retrieve my food. Letting the bike lie still in the sand, I unzipping my frame bag I took out a pouch of cooked rice with quinoa and tuna with smokey harissa, taking a scoop from each with my titanium spork. Within a minute I had stuffed my face and was ready to continue on. Just then, riding swiftly past me was the last remaining rider, making me the final and slowest rider of the tour. With a quick wave he disappeared into the distant horizon. I peddled on.

The day continued with in a cycle of falls, wind, break taking views, food, sunscreen reapplication, water breaks and gear adjustments. My mood slowly shifted from good to bad to evil. Self-doubt set in and I was asking myself on the constant

“What are you doing?” Followed by “This is TOTALLY beyond your abilities, you should just give up.”

But how? How am I gonna give up? I’m on a beach with no end in sight, no town in sight and not one person around. I couldn’t give up even if I wanted to!!! I had to continue. Checking the Garmin I had never used before and my (now) husband lent to me I had no idea how much further I had to go before reaching camp. My goal of 100km vanished as I sipped my last bit of water.

Before this moment all the events of the day were pretty superficial caused by my lack of experience, nerves, intimidation, and for being unprepared. But the moment I ran out of water, things got real. I had no cell service. I hadn’t seen a car or a person for over 3 hours. I had iodine pills and a Grayl water filter but didn’t know if this worked for salt water. My survival mode kicked in, I became calm and got down to business. Looking at my Garmin I saw a flag marker, hoping that meant water, I made the best assessment I could. Still struggling with kilometer conversion, I decided this flag was about 15-20 km away and would take me about 1 ½-2 hours if I kept up the pace. It would be getting dark in about 2 ½ hours , If I didn’t reach the flag by then I would be forced to do the one thing I did NOT want to do. The one thing that would prove to myself, and the world watching, that I was a fake, a looser and a coward. I would have to push my SOS button on my spot tracker to call, via satellite, for help. I plead with the bike gods to not let this happen, I wasn’t sure if they were paying any attention.

Damn near 2 hours later it appeared, my saving grace in the shape of the most beautiful green flag flapping in the wind. My spirits instantly lifted and I let out a great sign of relief that I didn’t have to call for help. I made my way to the flag, over the sand dunes, past a gravel road and followed the signs for Utea Campgrounds. Pulling in I stopped at a hose, filled up my water bottles and sat in astonishment of my first day. I had survived, barely. I was burnt to a crisp, covered in bruises and sand, hungry, dehydrated and in WAY over my head. I set up my tent then showered away the day. After cooking a quick meal in the communal kitchen, I stopped to play with the box of kittens that Tania, the camp host, had shown me. I couldn’t help but laugh as they played, purred and gave me the love I very much needed.

My stomach was growling, demanding to be fed so I left the comfort of my new friends to find a spot outside to eat my dinner. Looking up from my feast the sun was setting over the dunes. The sky became an epic lively watercolor where the pinks ran into the blues. Once fed I made my way to the tent. As the colors began faded to black the bright stars began to pop and sparkle in the newly night sky. Snuggling into my sleeping bag I felt a sense of achievement for knocked out my first day. Now only 30 more to go.

 Jade Buddha, my  Big Agnes  tent, playing in the sunset. 

Jade Buddha, my Big Agnes tent, playing in the sunset. 


Next Week

More stories from the Tour Aotearoa.....Stay tuned!


Heart Shaped World

This photo was from the morning of the start of the tour in a near by bathroom, or as a kiwi would say toilet.

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7 Tips for Traveling to New Zealand with a Bike

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7 Tips for Traveling to New Zealand with a Bike

A bike tour can be overwhelming with training, gathering bike gear and financial preparations. Here are my 7 Tips for Traveling to New Zealand with a bike. I learned these when I was getting ready for Tour Aotearoa (that 3000km 30 day self supported bike tour of NZ I did this spring or fall if you are a kiwi). I did the best I could with the experience I had but I really went in blindly to it all, including traveling internationally with a bike. I did know a little but here are some things that I learned that may (or may not) help when you decide to take on the TA yourself!

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Tip #1 for traveling to New Zealand with a bike:

Bag Research

A bunch of my bike buddies have those AWESOME hard cover bike cases for travel. I thought the tour would be a GREAT time to invest in one myself but one problem, where would I put it while on the tour?!?! I was flying into Auckland (start was in Cape Reinga in the North Island) and over a month later I would be flying out of Christchurch, heading back to the states. Problem two, I wanted to mail my bag to the AirBNB I was going to stay at after the tour. It would be amazing if the bag could fold up to fit into my carry-on bag, which I could then mail to the AirBNB!

Another downside of the hard-sided case was that, even thought it would keep my bike nice and safe, I would have to pay $150 per airline (totaling $600 roundtrip) since it’s considered an oversized item. UGGGGH! What to do!? This trip is getting so expensive! I took to the computer to do some research on bags. I found that a lot of people used a soft sided bag to fly international, the Weanas bike bag on amazon. Here’s the Good, The Bad and The Ugly I found on this bag.

The Good

  • Cheap: $50 bucks! 
  • No Fee: The reviews stated that since the bag is soft sided most airlines won’t charge an oversize fee as long as you stay under 50 lbs.
  • Folds: The bag will fold up to a small and compact size!!!!

The Bad

  • Cheap: The reviews stated that the bag was cheap, ripped at the seams but would last at least a few flights.
  • Break Down: To fit the bike into the bag I would have to completely break down my bike taking off the handle bars, fork, both wheels (of course) and peddles. PAIN IN THE BUTT!!!! 
  • Bike Damage: The bike has more of a chance of getting damaged with a soft sided bag which means I would have to pack my bike really well!
  • No Casters: Hard sided cases usually have casters at the base for easier transport. I was traveling alone and would have to carry this beast all on my own putting the two straps over my shoulder.

The Ugly

  •  Rainbow Strap: The bag says that it comes with rainbow Mork and Mindy looking suspender straps. Heck yeah, that's awesome! 

I decided to purchase the Weanas bag to travel to New Zealand with a bike.  My thought, worst case scenario it would just make it to New Zealand and I’d figure out the rest if/when I came to it.  (BTW, my bag did NOT come with the rainbow straps, insert super duper sad face here.)

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Tip #2 for traveling to New Zealand with a bike:

Weigh & Measure

Each airline has a weight and measurement requirement for baggage, usually 50 lbs and 62 linear inches. Going past these requirement may lead to some steep fees. The best way to find the airline info is to go to their website or even better CALL them.

Since I was spending a few days in LA to speak at the Adventurer’s Club before heading to New Zealand I booked two separate trips which happened to be on two different airlines.

Trip One: Omaha to LAX Round trip on American Airlines

Trip Two: LAX to Auckland, Christchurch to LAX on Fiji Airways

I checked the baggage requirements on both sites and worked to fit my bike within these. For some unknown reason I mainly focused on the weight of the bag and ended up miscalculating the measurements. Both airlines had a limit of 62 (linear) inches, which I found that linear is a TOTAL of all the sides and depth. I thought I had 62 inches on each side of the bag. Dumb, I know but I learned the hard with American Airlines.

At the Omaha airport, my bag weighed in at exactly 49.5 lbs. Then came the measuring tape! Since I had miscalculated, my bag measured WAY beyond 62 linear inches. With all our might we tried to fit and rearrange my bike to make the measurements but we failed. I was charged my first $150 fee for an oversized bag. I also found that American Airlines will NOT budge on their baggage requirements, even if you are 1 lb or 1 inch over.

*Note to self, do not fly AA if traveling with checked baggage!

Check in at LAX was very different. I was nervous I would be charged $150 for my bag!!! With figures crossed I put my bag on the scale and all was okay, no measuring tape, no questions. My bag was ticketed as oversized (again I was NOT charged a fee!) and I brought my bag to the oversized drop off then caught my flight. On the way back I had no problems, once again, with Fiji Airways taking my bag but they actually lost it. More on that later.

Weighing in at home and then the airport!

 

Tip #3 for traveling to New Zealand with a bike:

Clean Bike & Gear

Tourism is the #1 source of revenue for New Zealand which includes all sorts of outdoor enthusiast. Foreign bugs or animals can cause damage to this magical land. I had read somewhere that I needed to clean my bike and shoes before I backed them up, so I did. They weren’t spotless but not dirty.

When arriving in New Zealand all outdoor gear is inspected before you are allowed to enter the country. Don't freak bout this, it's all good. I know when you are put in a 'special line' when entering a country it isn't always good, but this one is.

When I stood in this line I saw people with bongos, hammocks, and all sorts of gear get inspected. When it was my turn I opened up my bike bag and carry-on. Since my tent and sleep bag were new they didn’t need inspected but my shoes and bike did. Took bout 5 minutes and I was on my way. Quick and easy! 

Tip #4 for traveling to New Zealand with a bike:

TAPE!! CARDBOARD!! TAPE!! BUBBLEWRAP!! TAPE!!

With a soft-sided bag I knew I had to make sure my bike was well wrapped. The upside of some hard cases is that they already have padding in the boxes but sometimes they are just an empty hard shell which means it’s a really good idea to wrap it up!

I needed bubble wrap, packing tape and cardboard. Office depot had the bubble wrap. I borrowed packing tape from my mom and went to my local bike shop, Cycle Works, to see if they had any empty bike boxes. I lucked out. The shop had just received a few new bikes and were happy to unload the unwanted boxes onto me.

Once home with all my packing goods, I got to work. I took off all the extra water bottle cages I added for the tour then took my bike completely apart so it would fit into the bag. I removed the wheels, fork, handlebars, seat post and pedals then wrapped them all up with bubble wrap then cardboard.

* Extra Tip: Take photos of your bike before you take it apart, this gives a visual of how your bike should look like. Also photo your process to give yourself a road map. It’s helpful when we get to tip#6.

 I went overboard with wrapping. I had to protect my baby!!! Here's a breakdown:

Wheels

  • Disc
  • Cog
  • Covered wheels in bubble wrap as well and let out some air, just to fit the wheels in the bag

Bike Frame

  • Rear and front derailleur
  • Rear breaks
  • Chain ring

Fork

  • Front breaks

Handle Bars with shifters

I then lined the bag with cardboard and put all the riding gear I could into the bag until it weighed in at 50 lbs. I made sure to put the tools I needed to reassemble my bike in the bag as well. For additonal information on how to pack your bike Bike Flight has great suggestions!

Tip #5 for traveling to New Zealand with a bike:

Oversized Pick up

My bag was in baggage claim but didn't arrive on the typical luggage carousel with the other normal checked luggage. Oversized bags have their own section and area. I was unaware of this. Okay, you might have already known this but I didn’t. I was wondering around a bit and got nervous when I “thought” my bike didn’t arrive. But it did, without even a slight tear in the bag. It had arrived safe and sound……to New Zealand.

Tip #6 for traveling to New Zealand with a bike:

Some Assembly Required

On arrival to NZ I was exhausted. I was also eager to put my bike together but knew I should wait a day. I didn’t want to mess things up. After an amazing nights sleep I took the morning to put my bike back together. I did this on the sailboat I happened to be staying on. This proved to be a little tricky but actually worked out pretty good. I unwrapped my bike and should have kept the cardboard and bubblewrap to re-wrap the bike for my return home.  But I didn’t. I was dumb. Learn from my mistake and keep it!!

I referenced my disassembly photos to make sure everything was put together properly on the bike. This may not be the “proper” way but it worked for me. There was a point that I was stuck and wanted to force a cable, but instead I took a breather. I was glad I did. I was about to break something. Advice: Don’t force things into place. Be patient! I totally LUCKED out and had no problems, besides one slight temper tantrum, very slight. Once put back together I took her for a ride up and down the dock. I ran through her gears, tested both breaks and checked the front suspension. All was good to go. Lastly, I added the water bottle cages and put on all my bike packing gear on, getting her ready for the tour.

*Extra Tip: After assembling my bike, I packed my carry-on bag with all my travel non-tour clothes, extra items that couldn’t fit on the bike, my folded bike bag and I should have put the bubble wrap/cardboard in too, damn it!! I took a ferry to the post office in Auckland to mail my bag to the AirBNB. My carry-on didn’t fit in any of the shipping boxes but thankfully the postman suggested I pop over to the grocery story next door, buy a large trash bag that my bag would fit in and come back to ship it. I did and it was GREAT ADVICE. I had already okayed sending my bag to the AirBNB hosts, who had my bag waiting in my room when I arrived after the tour.

Tip #7 for traveling to New Zealand with a bike:

Claims

I was grateful that nothing happened to my bike on the way to NZ but wasn’t so lucky on the return home, which would take 5 flights and over 18 hours of flying. My bike bag was checked in on Fiji Airways (with no added fee, yeah) to LAX. In LA, I would have to go through customs and recheck my bag into American Airlines and then battle them on the $150 oversize fee. 3 flights and 15 hours later we arrived in LA but my bike did not. After a lot of confusion from the Fiji baggage claim attendant I was told they didn’t know where my bag was. No one was really helpful with placing a claim and I didn't know what to do. Time was running out, we were going to miss our AA flight! Finally, I overheard a couple that was placing a claim for a missing stroller. I stood in their line, waited my turn and placed my claim. We then ran to catch our remaining two flights. Since I had no bag to check I was saved from the AA fee!

3 days later my bag arrived to my doorstep, I signed for it and began to inspect the damage. My bag was ripped to shreds, my derailleur was broken, seat post bent, two spokes broken and a painting, given to me and my new husband from a New Zealand artist as a wedding present, was torn. 

I took photos of all my damaged goods and then took my bike to get fixed at the bike shop. I saved my receipt and found the receipt for my bag then placed a claim online with Fiji Airways.

*Extra Tip: keep receipts of EVERYTHING you purchase new for traveling. The airlines ask for these receipts for proof of purchase when placing a claim. So if you buy a new bike for a tour keep the receipt.

The online form was super easy to fill out. I heard from someone within a few days asking for picture, which I emailed right back. I’m still waiting to hear from the airlines, it's been two weeks. We shall see?

Overall, I gotta say things worked out pretty great. My bike made it to New Zealand, no problems! There was only a one time added fee, thanks to American Airlines.  I hope these tips help. And remember, I had little help figuring this out and if I could do it so can you.  

COTN Episode 12: NZ Bike Tour Prep which is Now LIVE on YouTUBE!!!


Next Week

90 Mile Beach: 1st day of the tour I rode on a beach, ran out of water and found out that there is a hole in the OZONE layer over New Zealand......you won't wanna miss this post!!!!


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COTN Episode 12: NZ Bike Tour Prep is Now LIVE on YouTUBE!!!

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COTN Episode 12: NZ Bike Tour Prep is Now LIVE on YouTUBE!!!

Finally, Episode 12 is up and ready rock!!! I apologize for the delay. But ya know what? This video marks my year anniversary of making YouTube Videos....I never thought messing around with stop animation, videos, sounds, music and more would be so fun. I hope you enjoy this latest video and May the 4the be with you!

Next Week:

What have I learned from flying down under with a bike with? I'll share my:

7 Tips for Traveling to New Zealand with a Bike


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I'm BACK!!!

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I'm BACK!!!

Hello my friends. How are you? Miss me? It' has been WAY too long, I know. After about two months away I am back. I have a ton of content in the works! But let's ease into it, okay?!?!? 

Before we get into the 'blood, sweat and tears' of it all I need to catch you up on a few things. First off....I'm BEYOND thrilled to announce that I was the very first winner of the Big Agnes Bob Swanson Memorial Grant!!! This jaw dropping news came to surface just before I left for New Zealand so I wasn't able to let ya'll know. But how amazing!!!

Without this grant I would have eaten beans and rice the entire tour....err....which I did eat a lot of these peasant pleasures but again, we'll get to that later. Below is a link to give you more details about Big Agnes, Bob Swanson and this amazing grant. 

Big Agnes Bob Swanson Memorial Grant

This is a reminder that dreams, adventures and grandness isn't accomplished alone. Thank you to my team, friends, family, support and YOU for helping make all this come true for me.

Van Life Podcast

Wanna know more about van life? How to get started? Finances? Vehicle? Where to camp? Where to pee? Then this is the podcast for you! Postcard Academy's "Where to go to the bathroom and other Van Life Tips and Essentials" gets down and totally dirty. Van lifers Jema Patterson and myself get real about our van life lives. This podcast was recorded just days after the tour in New Zealand and reveal a few tid bits you may not know already. Listen in and share with others.

"Where to go to the bathroom and other Van Life Tips and Essentials" Postcard Academy's Podcast

That's all for this week. I'll be back next Thursday, til then I hope you get a chance to explore, get outside or at least read about some epic adventures! 


Next Week

What goes into prepping for a 30 day self supported bike tour in a foreign country half way round the world? I'll get real, give tips, what to and especially what NOT to do when getting ready for such an epic event. Stay tuned! 

*Got questions about bike gear? International travel? Solo travel fears? Music playlists? Send them my way and make sure include them in the next few weeks posts.

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 Yes, this heart is from New Zealand and a LOT more to come!!! Remember to send in your heart photos so I can feature them here!!!

Yes, this heart is from New Zealand and a LOT more to come!!! Remember to send in your heart photos so I can feature them here!!!

Thanks for reading and thanks for sharing! Make sure to follow along on Instagram and Facebook!

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Living Your Purpose

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Living Your Purpose

As I'm franticly gearing up for my trip to New Zealand I'm hit with the thought of purpose. I don't think what I do is my purpose. I just ride my bike, do crazy adventures, take BIG crazy risks that others won't even think of and if they did think about them they won't think it would be something they would want to act on. But what is our purpose anyways????

An expert in the field of others living their purpose is Helene Stelian. She has searched the world, high and low, for people that are doing amazing things. Who are REALLY making a difference. From end of life Doula's to spreading literacy across india to spreading as much love to as many kids as possible! That's amazing!!!

So I was a bit surprised to hear from Helene. She wanted to share my story, my purpose. I find it CRAZY that I'm living my purpose but why??? I've worked my butt off to find my way and now I'm giving that back. Here's the fantastic post from Helene. Make sure to check out all the others stories, share them with everyone you know and get inspired to LIVE your purpose! Thank you Helene, for all that you do.

Helene Stelian's Purpose Stories


Rebel Heart Girls Kickstarter

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With 13 days to go the Rebel Heart Girls Kickstarter is HALF WAY FILLED!!!! Thank you to everyone that has joined the rebellion. We are getting SUPER close, so keep spreading the word to others. If you haven't joined, here's your chance!


Francie & Finch in Lincoln Ne Presents:

The Happiness Hack by Ellen Petry Leanse

Book Talk & Signing Thursday from 6-7pm

I pick Ellen up tomorrow from the airport and excited to share her amazing book with you all. Please join us for a great evening event!! 


LIV Winter Warm UP Recap

A BIG thank you to Vanna and LIV for hosting such a great event at Cycle Works in Lincoln last week. It was a KILLER turn out!!! 


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I'm TOTALLY Freaking OUT!!!

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I'm TOTALLY Freaking OUT!!!

I leave for New Zealand in a matter of weeks, days, hours, seconds! I keep asking myself:

WHAT ARE YOU DOING???  How are you going to do this???

I know you are asking yourself the same questions, along with: How will I be able to ride 86 miles a day for 30 days?? (I will have one day a week where I will have a rest day, but yeah, it's gonna be freaking HARD!) I've been training my ass off, almost literally. I've upped my gym time and ride outside as much as the evil midwestern winter will allow. Thanks to the freak 50 degree weather this week I plan to try out my fully loaded bike, with most all my gear, this week. I'll keep ya posted! On top of training I'm promoting my Kickstarter which, yes helps to fund this NZ bike tour BUT it also helps to spread the message of inspiring girls through adventure. (If you are down with that click on the kickstarter link). I also spent over a week creating the fun spot motion animation video which goes with it. I think it's pretty rad. Don't you think??

There are 20 Days left and I'm at 18%. Thank you to those that have already supported. That's AHHHMAZING. Those who haven't yet, I look forward to you joining the rebellion! BTW, This is an ALL or NOTHING campaign, which means if I don't reach my goal the project will not be supported.

Inspiring rebel heart girls to find the courage to follow their hearts by riding my bike 3000km across New Zealand along with a pre-sale “Rebel Heart Girls” sterling silver pendant

 So I spend my day sending out a gazillion emails, making important contacts and relationships to kick this message throughout and across the universe!!! I also connect and touch base, give updates to my badass awesome sponsors who have been so generous and giving. I've been gathering, organizing gear. Booked my plane ticket. Eating. Going to the Gym. Prepping for upcoming speaking engagements. Planning my bike route. Eating. Going to the Gym. Organizing my team, or more like forgetting to organize my team. Figuring out my phone service (or lack there of) in NZ. Eating. Going to the Gym. Doing my normal life things of date nights with the fiance, dog belly rubs, family dinners, TBI support group meetings, coffee with friends. Eating. Going to the Gym. Nightly panic attacks. And most importantly sleep. 

Financially I've been doing all that one can to bring in the monies. I work temp jobs, sell the items I no longer need or use, do without excessive luxuries, fundraise and keep it simple. Which, keeping it simple is much easier after road life. But I have the same worries as you, the same financial concerns. They wake me up in the middle of the night, plaguing me. Even though I have these worries I know they will pass. I know they won't keep me back from what I NEED to do. The road has taught me how to drive cross country with only 25 bucks, how to ration my food to last and that no matter what, there is ALWAYS a way.  

The doubts of my abilities, the "what the F*** am I doing", the "are you crazy" are the worst of it all. Before falling to sleep (in complete exhaustion) I seem to be totally in tune with my utter most fears. Joshua comforts me as I spew out self doubt by the gallons. 

I'm scared.

I don't know if I can do this. 

He reminds me that I will be okay and that I CAN do this. No matter the doubt, the challenge, the fear, support from family, friends, community, from anyone turns a I CAN'T into a I WILL.  Thank you to my family, friends and YOU for all your support. 


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Rebel Heart Girl

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Rebel Heart Girl

I'm working on something fun that's full of rebel goodness! Here's a sneak peek and a quick video on how I cast a rebel girl heart pendant. Want to show your rebel heart girl support??? More info to come later this week. Stay tuned!!!!


Up Coming Events

Friday LIVE Arts

Last week I sat down with Friday LIVE Arts Genevieve Randall to talk about jewelry, van life, the arts, New Zealand and my latest art project. Tune in Friday to hear the podcast and if you are in Lincoln stop by the Haymarket Mill to see the LIVE broadcast in person.

-Friday January 19th, 2018 9am CST

LIV Winter Warm Up at Cycle Works

Join this all ladies event where I'll be talking about my female solo traveling. This is a great time to connect with the badass Lincoln cycling community. Thanks to LIV ambassador Janna for organizing this event and for being such a badass!

-Thursday Feb 1st, 2018 7-9pm CST

Adventurer's Club of Los Angeles Dinner & Talk

Join me for a unique opportunity in LA. Have dinner with me and let's chat adventure! After, hear my talk about the life lessons I've learned from solo traveling. Dinner is at 7pm, talk is at 8pm. The Adventurer's Club of LA is an old school epic club, you don't want to miss out. Make reservation  online through the Club.

-Thursday Feb 22nd 2018, Dinner at 7pm, Talk at 8pm


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Thanks to Janet for sending in heart shaped photos. I LOVE it and that you are all seeing a heart shaped world. Keep sending them in!!! Mad love to you Janet, thank you!!!

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COTN Episode 11: Empowerment Beads

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COTN Episode 11: Empowerment Beads

In planning my trip to the UK last fall I couldn't pass up some spiritual shit: Avalon, King Arthur, Jesus, Chalice Well, where do I sign up!!!! I decided to bring along some chakra beads from Dakota Stones. I wanted to channel the energy of these magical badasses into the beads, which I did. I also dipped the beads in the Chalice Well, which is said to make you see through walls and even FLY! Okay, okay.....maybe I made that up but doesn't hurt to try.

After my trip, I jumped in the studio creating empowerment beads to carry with me while I train for Tour Aotearoa (and eventually I will take them with me on the Tour.). I'm very excited but also a bit scared for this new adventure and hope that some of the good juju from Glastonbury UK will help me along the way, making me a badass (fingers crossed!). I also added an empowerment bead necklace and bracelet to my website shop to share with you!!! 

This months video showcases my time with Merlin, the knights, The Mists of Avalon and all the spiritual awesomeness. Make sure to watch til the VERY end, past the credits. 

A big thank you to Dakota Stones for your amazing chakra stones, Round Beads for your awesome wood beads and Halstead who fulfill my sterling fix!! Thank you!!!

I hope you all enjoy this months video!!! 

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A Diamond Watch

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A Diamond Watch

"Some want a diamond watch, others value the time." 

This time of year is filled with time with family and loved ones, reflection, looking back and remembering why we are here in the first place. When looking back on this holiday season I hope you see the value of it. The little things. The hugs, the laughs, the kisses, the snuggles, the late night games, the tears of joy, the bonds, the adventures, the precious time we GET to spend with the ones we love. I hope everyone is having an amazing holiday and will ring in the new year with an open heart filled with hope, joy, health, prosperity, compassion, adventure, rebellion and love.

Happy New Year!


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Upventur's Best of 2017: Digital Content

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Upventur's Best of 2017: Digital Content

Case of the Nomads named one of Upventur's

Best of 2017 Digital Content Creators

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Upventur Full Article Here

It's been a hard struggle, the last couple of years. Navigating uncharted territory, living solo on the road in a van, following my true calling, becoming my true self than getting to know that new self. This has all lead to my passion for adventure and love of creativity sharing it with you. 

At times, I feel alone. At times, I am alone. I sometimes feel that no one is listening, but I don't create just to please others or to hear your praise (even though it's really nice when you do, thank you!). I create in hopes that by sharing my story I'm helping to show the Casey of the past, my 10 year old self that is in others, that you can follow your crazy dreams. That you can live life and that these things: life, love, passion ARE worth reaching for. Yes, it can be hard. You're gonna faceplant, especially when reaching beyond your grasp. But you're also going to get up and reach yet again!!! It's okay to rebel against negative stereotypes, to feel empowered by going by the beat of your own drum, to wander til you find your path!!! And most of all, you are not alone.

An added bonus is to be recognized for this rebellious hard work (I think I saw Star Wars too many times, the Rebel is aligned!). I'm honored and beyond stoked that Case of the Nomads was named one of Upventur's Best of 2017 for Digital Content!!! Ohhhh shit ballz, it's getting real!

Thank you, to you all, for all your support and love over the past years. There is so much more adventuring ahead of me and I am honored to have you all along! Give yourself a pat on the back for being so rad and I'll do the same.

Happy Holidays, Happy New Year and I'm sending you all my love.


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Top 10 Rebel Girl Songs for Every Nomad

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Top 10 Rebel Girl Songs for Every Nomad

Queens of the Neighborhood: Rebel Girl Songs for Every Nomad

When I'm out on the road, all alone, I sometimes need a friend. Someone that just understands me, my struggles, my gains, my life. Someone that I can sing with, at the top of my lungs mimicing the howls of the wild night. That's where music comes into play. That's why I created the Top 10 Rebel Girl Songs for Every Nomad!

With my eyes open to the importance of rebel girls (thanks to bikini kill AND the road) this list has my fav badass, punk rock, rebellious, lovely, vivacious, in your face, empowering, pissed off, amazing female songs that bring life to my heart as I travel through this crazy thing called life!!! 

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Rebel Girl Song for Every Nomad #10. This song is a perfect low-key yet peppy trans-dancing song to enhance your magical stargazing experience while traveling alone in the desert

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Don't let her innocence fool you. This brit rapper brings her unique style mixed with a strong feminine flair that makes her totally badass and perfect for #9 Rebel Girl Songs for every nomad.

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This canadian electopunk and #8 on this Rebel Girl Song playlist  reminds me of the 'good 'ol' days of highschool rebellion. 

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7. "Bad Girls" by MIA

There is NOTHING like hitting the MTB trail with some MIA blasting. She can't help but make you feel like the biggest badass round!!!! #7 Rebel Girl Song for every nomad really needs no introduction.

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#6 Rebel Girl Song "Typical Girls" very much represents the essence of this groundbreaking all female punk band from the late 70's. 

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On the surface, this politically charged song sets the tone of seduction. The lyrics, the video, the message are all hard to swallow which makes this song imperative for our current times, especially if you are a female. #5 Rebel Girl Song by the one, the only Pussy Riot!

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This song FUCKING ROCKS! That pretty much sums it up and this inspiring Riot Grrrls band and making the #4 spot on Rebel Girl Songs playlist.

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3. "ShitList" by L7

Growing up in the early 90's made me a lover of grunge and punk, L7 brings it....hardcore! #3 Rebel Girl Song for every nomad makes me scream out with full on female power and a bit of flying spit!!!

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Rebel Girl brings love, life, punkness to my heart making me jump wildly in the woods, city, WORLD shooting (beyond all decibels) I Taste the REVOLUTION!!! of #2 Rebel Girl Song!

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1.  "Gloria"

by Patti Smith

I couldn't imagine taking to the road, on a life quest, without the strength of this legendary punk who paved the way for so many others. Patti's soothing voice creeps into my spirit which is overtaken with her poetic words of an outcast. Our #1 Rebel Girl Song by the Godmother of Punk, Patti Smith.

Download the entire Top 10 Rebel Girl Songs for Every Nomad playlist here:

Top 10 Rebel Girl Songs for Every Nomad


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COTN Episode 10: Gifts

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COTN Episode 10: Gifts

It's YouTube Tuesday and with the holiday season strongly among us I thought it would be nice to reflect at all the gifts in life. I'm thankful and grateful for being able to live the life that I want to. To be me and have the support of my family, friends and others.

A big thank you to my sponsors. You make it so a little punk like me can explore the world. Thank you:

  • BioLite for keeping my spirits lifted with the best morning coffee or pipping hot evening stew.
  • Big Agnes for keep India and me warm at night with a snuggly sleeping bag and roof over our heads when its too hot to sleep in the van.
  • Gnarbox for making film making soooooo much easier.
  • Dakota Stones for the most badass chakra stones, which brings empowerment to us all.

Happy Holidays and mad love to y'all!

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Day 30 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

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Day 30 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

90% of people have some sort of regret at the end of life. I don't want to be in that 90%, do you? There are things that I will never do and I'm okay with that. But there are things I MUST do before my death: bike solo across NZ, get married, be a mom, build a house for my family (with my own two hand from the ground up), bring empowerment to women, have a successful business, spin prayer wheels in the Himalayas, visit the Sahara Desert and much more. Don't forget the daily MUSTS: meditate, enjoy nature, be kind and loving to myself and others, 3 gratefuls, live life, love life! 

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Day 29 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

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Day 29 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

I'm busy training and planning for my solo bike tour across both islands of New Zealand, Tour Aotearoa! I'm riding as much as I can (thanks to the nice weather!!), gathering gear, working with sponsors, raising money to finance the trip, booking plane tickets, planning routes, and making all sorts of plans. I'm even making plans incase I get hurt or die. I'm putting together my advance directives, which is pretty much a written document stating my medical treatments, my living will and power of attorney. 

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Day 28 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

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Day 28 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

Yesterday I went to a family members funeral. The service was very nice embracing the life that was lived but I couldn't help but think how will I be remembered??? Who will tell my life story? How will they tell it? This kind of upset me making me feel like I have no control. So I've decided I will tell my story by pre-planning my memorial service.

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Day 27 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

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Day 27 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

For the last 4 days, I'm gonna talk about one of the biggest fears, phobias, and changes in life: Death. This topic is one that most do not like to talk about. I find comfort in talking about the things that scare me most. The more I learn and accept the less I'm fearful. 

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Day 26 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

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Day 26 Fears, Phobias and Change: Real Life Frights

Each generation has skepticism on the future but I have to say I have a lot of faith in the next generation. I've visited schools across the US and mountain bike coached our future selves. This opened my eyes to how each and every one of us helps to shape the world around us: past, present, future. If you are afraid of what lies ahead, then step in and "be the change you want to see in the world." Gandhi

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