From my early teens to my late twenties, I exclusively rode BMX. 20 inches for life! In 2016 my best mate Benny and I bought mountain bikes and started exploring our backyard in remote Far North Queensland. Those few hours of remoteness, lack of phone reception, and need to be fully self reliant felt like freedom. Overnighters became our new favourite thing to do, pushing each other to go further...usually until I bonked. In 2017, soon after my first 100km ride on dirt and a grand total of zero elevation, signing up to the Hunt 1000 seemed to be the next normal step to take. Needless to say, things didn't play out the way I naively expected. But living an entire week on the bike, self-supported, going up and down mountains with my best bud was the best mind-opening experience I could have ever asked for. This failed attempt was the catalyst for my love of exploring by bicycle, allowing me to experience incredibly beautiful places and to meet and become friends with some incredible humans, including the ones who inspired me to ride in the first place.
Riding my bike, no matter what wheel size has always been a way to free my mind from my own demons. You get what you give, you can't hide from yourself when you are on your bike and that’s a big part of why I love to ride.