Learning about my uni…and myself

I don’t know how I let time slip by. Months have passed since I was officially announced as a member of the Kris Holm factory team, yet I haven’t made a single comment about it here. Unacceptable! Am I a team member, or not!? I need to give back to the community more, so it’s finally time to get back to writing about my unicycling adventures. But before I do…today I took my new Kris Holm muni out for its first spin. Let me tell you that story. Continue reading “Learning about my uni…and myself”

A Visit to a Moroccan Hammam

What to do with painful muscles the day after a long hike/ride in Chefchaouen, Morocco? Visit a hammam! I heard about the Moroccan bathhouse experience and decided to try it for myself. Not only did I get to relax in a wonderfully warm atmosphere—which did wonders for my quadriceps—I got to get thoroughly, thoroughly clean. Here are my recommendations for when you visit a hammam. Continue reading “A Visit to a Moroccan Hammam”

Mountain Unicycling in Imlil, Morocco

Even though I grew up in Alaska, I find Danish winters difficult. It’s not the cold or the rain or the wind that gets me – it’s the lack of sun. After a few weeks of constant cloud cover, I am often depressed and de-energized. So, for 2018, I decided to take a winter vacation in Morocco and bring my mountain unicycle. My first stop: the village of Imlil in the High Atlas Mountains. Continue reading “Mountain Unicycling in Imlil, Morocco”

Uni-Packing in Iceland: Day 6

I almost didn’t finish the route on Day 6. I woke at Þórsmörk tired and sore, with aching toes and crotch, not feeling up to hiking almost all of the 25 km and 1000 m that separated me and Skógar. But as I ate breakfast, resigned to an unplanned rest day, the clouds lifted and the sun shone on the Fimmvörðuháls pass. On a whim, I decided to do it. “Þetta reddast”, I giggled softly to myself. Continue reading “Uni-Packing in Iceland: Day 6”