Welcome
Hello and welcome to our website! We are from Sydney, Australia, and after 5 years of planning and saving, we packed up and sold up to travel around the world on motorbikes with our dogs. We bought two BMW 650 GS’s in Texas, kitted up then headed south for the adventure of a life time. We hope to travel all across the Americas, Europe, Africa and Asia before completing our adventure with a tour of all 7 of Australia's states and territories. Well, thats the plan anyway!
We are tracking our story with regular blogs and videos as well as almost daily posts to Instagram, Facebook and Twitter. So please have a look around our site, leave comments, contact us with any questions and we hope you enjoy.
OUR MISSION
To travel around the World with our dogs on motorbikes.
This is the adventure of a lifetime! We want to experience the diverse cultures and landscapes of the worlds countries and continents. At the same time we hope to break down the barriers of pet travel by bringing our pet dogs on the journey with us and showing people how easy it is to do.
We also support the work of World Animal Protection, if you also want to help this cause you can donate by clicking on the link further down the page.
Time on the road
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Kidnapped in Nigeria
Told in the collective first person, jointly from Stu and Janell Clarke's perspective. A few days before leaving Benin we ran into a biker who told us about the motorcycle clubs in Nigeria and gave us the contact details of Queen, a prominent female biker. We contacted Queen to get some information about the border crossing into Nigeria and tried and organise a meetup. Queen was very responsive, but being located in the capital Abuja was well off the main route through Nigeria. However, she asked a friend and the president of the Lagos club, Paul, to reach out to us. Paul messaged us straight away and told us that he was unable to meet us at the border but would make sure we were taken care of by his friend Blessing. Once through the border we were to head to our accommodation and Paul would meet up with us after work. The exit from Benin was pretty straight forward, apart from the immigration officers asking for a €10 exit fee each. We normally know when a fee is simply made up bec...
Sindou Pics and Python Temples
Told in the collective first person, jointly from Stu and Janell Clarke's perspective.We crossed into Burkina Faso at Koloko. It was very quick and easy. We passed a Police checkpoint then in a few hundred meters we were outside the Mali Douane. The Police recorded our vehicle details, checked our visas and stamped our passports. No money requested. The Burkina Faso Douane we stamped in on our Passports and paid 5,000CFA per motorbike for the Temporary Import Permit (TIP) and a receipt. We rode to the town of Orodara from the border. The whole day was hot riding so we took regular stops to hydrate us and the girls. We didn't have much of a plan for Burkina Faso so we stayed for a couple of nights in Orodara at a lovely local hotel. The owner explained to us that he had built the hotel and all the huts which were simple but very comfortable and we paid extra for air conditioning (16,000CFA per night) for Weeti and Shadows comfort; it's important they get a good night's sleep or they ...
Senegal and Mali
Told in the collective first person, jointly from Stu and Janell Clarke's perspective.Mauritania to Senegal was another difficult border crossing. We chose the sleepy border crossing of Diama instead of the more popular Rosso border crossing. The road to Diama takes you through a national park. Its a dirt road, heavily corrugated, but fun to ride. There are plenty of warthogs to see and local birds. We lost a few screws, shaken loose from the corrugations, and Janell broke a fuel line about 15km from the Senegal border. She only realised because the fuel was pouring on to her foot and it got really cold and stopped to investigate. The broken fuel line had to be addressed asap. The rocks from the gravel road were flicking up and had cracked the plastic connection for the Touratech auxiliary tank. We've had this part damaged before so its no surprise and we were carrying one spare connector which we simply fitted on the spot. To protect the connector however we grabbed an empty 500mL ...
