Hi my name is Alessandro from Ontario, Canada.
Away from the computer I have a deep love of the outdoors and more often that not I spend all my spare time either doing long distance cycle tours or escaping to mountain trails. My dream is to one day take off on a world spanning expedition by bicycle.
This website is about me sharing that passion.
I currently have 3 bikes:
- 2008 Giant Ocr 1 Racing / Commuter
- 2015 Salsa El Mariachi 3 Mountain / Off Road / Adventure
- 2015 Specialized Crux Gravel / Cross
The Double Life - Don Blanding
How very simple life would be
If only there were two of me
A Restless Me to drift and roam
A Quiet Me to stay at home.
A Searching One to find his fill
Of varied skies and newfound thrill
While sane and homely things are done
By the domestic Other One.
And that's just where the trouble lies;
There is a Restless Me that cries
For chancy risks and changing scene,
For arctic blue and tropic green,
For deserts with their mystic spell,
For lusty fun and raising Hell,
But shackled to that Restless Me
My Other Self rebelliously
Resists the frantic urge to move.
It seeks the old familiar groove
That habits make. It finds content
With hearth and home — dear prisonment,
With candlelight and well-loved books
And treasured loot in dusty nooks,
With puttering and garden things
And dreaming while a cricket sings
And all the while the Restless One
Insists on more exciting fun,
It wants to go with every tide,
No matter where…just for the ride.
Like yowling cats the two selves brawl
Until I have no peace at all.
One eye turns to the forward track,
The other eye looks sadly back.
I'm getting wall-eyed from the strain,
(It's tough to have an idle brain)
But One says "Stay" and One says "Go"
And One says "Yes," and One says "No,"
And One Self wants a home and wife
And One Self craves the drifter's life.
The Restless Fellow always wins
I wish my folks had made me twins.
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown,
for going out, I found,
was really going in.
I don’t know where I’m going but I do know why.
I want to be free.
We lose our senses of purpose if the waiting is prolonged
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
I'm intimidated by the fear of being average.
It's good that you don't get to be bored as long as you're alive.
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