Tim Kemper Tim

I was 8 years old, lying on my parents living room floor, when I saw my first motocross race. In that moment I knew I had to buy a dirt bike. After months of negotiation with my dad, he relented and agreed to match any money I could earn. A summer of chores later we brought home a brand new to me Yamaha Fat Cat. I would spend hours in the garage taking it apart, meticulous cleaning, and reassembling any part of it I could.

It was never clearly apparent to me that traveling was an option. I had built a scheme in my head that followed the traditional path; college, a good job, and a normal life. I need more, I yearn for something bigger, something freer, I long to be in a place and time and actually be connected to that moment. I have had this connection several times before, a few while backpacking but mostly while on motorcycle trips out west with my best friends. I consider myself lucky to have seen much of this beautiful country via two wheels but it has only fuelled my lust for adventure.

I love the unknown; the thought of having no plan just a bearing and a map inspires me. This feeling has slowly crystallised into the trip we are planning today. A trip where the only thing I know, for sure, is that I will be comfortable with the uncomfortable and live for the moment.

Tim Kemper Tim

I was 8 years old, lying on my parents living room floor, when I saw my first motocross race. In that moment I knew I had to buy a dirt bike. After months of negotiation with my dad, he relented and agreed to match any money I could earn. A summer of chores later we brought home a brand new to me Yamaha Fat Cat. I would spend hours in the garage taking it apart, meticulous cleaning, and reassembling any part of it I could.

It was never clearly apparent to me that traveling was an option. I had built a scheme in my head that followed the traditional path; college, a good job, and a normal life. I need more, I yearn for something bigger, something freer, I long to be in a place and time and actually be connected to that moment. I have had this connection several times before, a few while backpacking but mostly while on motorcycle trips out west with my best friends. I consider myself lucky to have seen much of this beautiful country via two wheels but it has only fuelled my lust for adventure.

I love the unknown; the thought of having no plan just a bearing and a map inspires me. This feeling has slowly crystallised into the trip we are planning today. A trip where the only thing I know, for sure, is that I will be comfortable with the uncomfortable and live for the moment.