After a quick glance on the map, I came to the conclusion that I’ll be riding something like 1800 kilometers in two days. My personal ironbutt challenge. From San Miguel, to Playa del Carmen in order to meet an old… Read More »Niko’s Kantina Ride: Happy Festivus!
Places get old very quick if you are riding a motorcycle, there is always some place else to go! So I go. Because it’s the only thing I know. I guess. With Durango and it’s residents in my heart, I’m… Read More »Niko’s Kantina Ride: To San Miguel de Allende
Like looking at a river flowing uphill, the mighty Espinazo del Diablo was luring me into it’s curves. We spent all day dancing on the turns, peeking at the views in the few straight stretches. Took off early in the… Read More »Niko’s Kantina Ride: The Devils Backbone
Zdaj si pa dobro predstavljajte: bilo nas je deset dedcev, kar naj ne zveni preveč samohvalno in mačistično, a vseeno si upam reči, da smo bili ipak to dedci na enduro in motokros mašinah, čisto sami v zavetju palm na… Read More »Ni imela visokih pet, niti mini krila, niti kariraste zastave. Ampak hej, smo leteli!
I was getting bold. Taking more risks than ever, shrimp cocktails on a hot sunny day and asking kids for directions. That morning I woke up at 7 a.m. ready to go. With a slight feeling of tension in my… Read More »Niko’s Kantina Ride: Out and about