Stopping to take photos was risky as we crossed Australia via it's longest axis, from the northeast tip, diagonally to the south-west tip. Water and fuel were a constant issue and running out could have been deadly. But this endless track and the giant termite mound were reason enough. The was a brutal ride.
I had to pull over and shoot Lisa as she rode through this archway of silver birch as we rode north on America's Continental Divide Trail.
With my BMW R1200GSA parked up on a street in Old Havana, it made for a stunning contrast to the old and crumbling structures around it.
