Journal
Vorstellung: Lasst uns Nomaden sein
Veterans of the road and living a life packed with meaningful adventures. Roaming the humbling outbacks of Norway and beyond in their converted hostel on wheels, Let’s Be Nomads are a true inspiration and we wholeheartedly welcome them as ambassadors...
Atem finden | Yoga in der Wildnis
We caught up with good friends The Yoga body (@theyogabody) about their recent team escape and what inspires them to greet the sun. “Early mornings feel normal for us now, the calm that can be found in the wild at...
Die Straße ist Zuhause | Teil II
Read part one here Just 12 months ago, good friend and much loved photographer Jess Bonde cast off in search of escapism and adventure roaming the wilds of North America and beyond. We tracked Jess down for stories of life...
Um das Feuer mit Ben Page herum
“I think anybody who goes off into wild places is really answering a call from deep within them, something which isn’t easily communicated...” We caught up with Ben Page, multi-award winning filmmaker, adventurer and photographer from here in the UK....
“We glided across the snow, looking down at the windless sea on our right. Small waves lured us on...” Why is it we journey into the cold? The trials we face when seeking cold spots might make them seem out...
Um das Feuer herum mit Adam Cornick
“the feeling of driving to the beach, the heart rate goes up when you think there's a decent swell and you're going to get that first look…” From Cornwall to Nova Scotia, cold water surf to very cold water surf....
A trip with Passengers Tim Borrow and Barry Mottershead. “You can hear the roar of the take off peak exploding behind you as you set up the tube section, the whole wave seems to hit fifth gear..” If you were...
“Sorry Kazuyoshi, I just can’t stop staring at those frozen trees.” “Frozen trees? Why do I keep hearing such random outbursts from you.” There it was. That’s when it all flooded back to me, why we had taken this trip....
Auf der Suche nach dem Salzwasserweg
Nostalgic images of tropical waters fill my mind as I slam the car door and clumsily trigger the ignition through numb fingers....I know this feeling, it’s familiar; we all recognise it. Our instincts alert us through darkening skies, a colder...