Tag Archive: charity

Alto Research in Pakistan

Here is a post I made on our Mongol Rally website about a few research operations I carried out over in Pakistan whilst I was there. I’m also currently sorting through the maelstrom… Continue reading

My video introducing our Mongol Rally Adventure

It’s quite difficult making a video of something you haven’t done yet, especially without the basic essentials….like footage… So why not appeal to the young voices in our audiences minds and take them… Continue reading

Introducing….Team Paint it Yak

I’ve been a little quiet on the blogging front but I promise you, it hasn’t been in vain. I’ve been branding and creating the media for our Mongol Rally team and I’m happy… Continue reading

The Next Adventure: The Mongol Rally

It is done. The entrance fee has left my account. All those days of idle speculation and wishful dreaming are finally over. Replaced instead by unnerving focus on the task ahead fuelled by fear and… Continue reading

A year in reflection and a look into the future

Last year was a good year. I managed to travel across Central America, I did two trips into Europe and had two mini adventures in the UK driving to Land’s End and the… Continue reading

Dreaming with consequence.

The wind rushing through my hair as I ease the throttle of my 100cc scooter. Making my way through a village, young children in my wake with paper planes and half eaten fruit… Continue reading

In search of…

In search of something worthy of my time, I have turned my attentions to the world wide web, trawling through a plethora of pages, pictures and links. To no avail. Perturbed by pop-ups and… Continue reading

Time.

I have spent much thought and anguish in defining and explaining my views of charity and karma. I feel my scepticism has kept me questioning my own views. Challenging them effectively, sometimes to… Continue reading

A tumble, a twist and a trip.

I stare up at the circular opening of light above my prison. The walls are dark, odourless, void of anything my senses can comprehend. I can recall the fall. A tumble, a twist… Continue reading

The bench, a cat and a coffee.

And so I find myself sitting on a bench overlooking the town I have lived in for much of my recent existence (as a human). Its a small metal bench, nothing fancy. Theres… Continue reading