Having decided on a change and opting for a big one, my partner, Jason Spafford, and I sold the house, quit the 9-5 and packed everything we thought we’d need into two panniers and a roll bag. Why? Simply, to trade the life conventional for the ride of a lifetime. Connected to the outside world, intimately and vulnerably. Living out an adventure side by side made sense because of wanting to see the same countries and the same places by the same means. Pulling in the same direction, isn’t that what it’s all about?

While riding the Americas from Antarctica to the Arctic, we’re producing content as field editors and photo contributors for various digital and print publications across the globe. Not for shameless self-promotion but more to make it our mission to have a purpose bigger than ourselves astride the motorcycles. By documenting all the mishaps, mingled with the high highs and stream of challenges we face as we go, it doesn’t take more than a lick of sense to realize that we’re regular folks, who worked regular jobs that saved and sacrificed, and made life-changing alterations to our lives.

For us at least, we can’t get enough of the travel drug: living a life we never thought possible while in the safe sphere of our English bubble back in old Blighty. And by bursting our own bubble and choosing a different way to live, if it makes you pause for just one moment–to ponder if what you’re doing is enough to keep you content–then I hope it does.

Why I’m on Couchsurfing

It's always the people on your journey that magnetize us to a spot. Sharing our tails from the trails, sinking into a place with the locals, listening to others' stories as much as relaying our own, is what keeps us hooked.

Jason and I are sustaining a lifestyle on the road on a very frugal budget.

Interests

• motorcycles
• traveling
• adventure travel
• travel
• travelling
• motorbike
• motorcycling
• motorcycle
• motorbikes
• motorcycle riding
• motorcycle touring

One Amazing Thing I’ve Done

To begin, I starting riding a motorcycle by accident. Content as Jason’s pillion, it never hit my radar to ride my own bike. Not until I won a competition at a moto-show in the U.K. By “won,” I received the runner-up prize for a taster session astride a 50cc automatic. Something akin to my first mini bike. Up to that point, I’d never ridden anything other than a donkey on the beach as a kid. Bitten by the biking bug and only weeks before the trip (not long after passing my test), I still had the turning circle of a cruise liner—afraid to lean the bike into corners. Really. A two-day off-road skills course taken on the same bike I’d be riding in the Americas boosted my confidence a little. Yet the travel anxiety slowly crept in, fuelling the imagined fears of somersaulting the motorcycle and it landing on my head. That was my starting point. But it panned out in an ignorance-is-bliss at the deep-end sort of way.

Since February 2014, we've ridden around 55,000 miles through 21 countries.

Teach, Learn, Share

Please see www.twowheelednomad.com, our Facebook page 'Two Wheeled Nomad' and Instagram accounts @twowheelednomad and @jasonspaffordphotography.

What I Can Share with Hosts

Please see www.twowheelednomad.com, our Facebook page 'Two Wheeled Nomad' and Instagram accounts @twowheelednomad and @jasonspaffordphotography.

Countries I’ve Lived In

England