Peru was all about surfing again. The country off the endless left hand pointbreaks. The quest started in Lobitos. A small, relaxed town with an old military base and hundreds of oil rigs. Also home to Franzi and Ibar, new friends we recently met surfing in Engabao ( Southern Ecuador). For us it was yet time again to slow down the pace of travelling and just stay at a few special places rather then rushing thru all of them. Fortunately for us the seasons in Peru were all mixed up and waves who would only work later in the year already were in full swing. Unfortunately that also attracted many many locals and we faced one of the not so nice sides of surfing since a long time. While trying to to sneak some off the inside waves we met Nico, kind of the swiss version of german Nico. Old skater buddies and both totally hooked by that surfing thing. Basically, there are two kinds of surfing people. The truly addicted who can barely talk and think about anything else and those who desperately need to make fun of the first kind. And for the latter Simon was happy to have met Ursina ;) Nico´s girlfriend.

It was great to have travel companians for the next month as we made our way south towards Lima. Always looking for the next swell and hoping to get that one magical day. Days were driven by long walks to far away point breaks, playing kids cardgames while waiting for half decent food, long drives through the North Peruvian deserts and being sad how much waste one country can burry in open nature.

After one month of surfing together swiss Nico and Ursitubes had a break from the coastlines and went hiking in the Cusco area.

For us it was time to pick up Cleo and Andi from the airport in Lima. And also time for the the whole Corona thing. We also made jokes about that the weeks before, probably like everyone else, but as soon as they both landed it wasn´t a joke anymore. The south american goverments reacted quite a bit faster than the ones at home. Nico and Andi just left Lima to Huacachina when the bad news arrived. They had 24 hours to return to Lima before the lockdown was active.

We now were all stuck in our apartments for a uncertain time. Thanks to the swiss embassy Simon and Cleo were able to escape the quarantine after just 10 days and are now enjoying a beautiful spring in Switzerland.

Due to the bigger amount of german travellers it took Nico and Andi couple days longer to get out of Peru which was fortunate in that unlucky situation. After endless phonecalls and email interactions we were able to find a safe spot to park the Princess. Nico sorted things out just two days before his flight and we are extremly happy to know that our reliable home on wheels will be parked safe untill we´ll be able to come back and finish our trip. In whatever way and style that will be!

Nico is now also happy at home, catching up with old friends, …. He´s now gonna be fitfat. Corona style. While being spoiled alldaylongeveryday by the best food on earth ( courtesy of Renate, Nicos Mum) he´s also lovehatting the daily crossfit workouts and occasional bike rides in the local woods!

Until then: Stay save, healthy and spread love!

After two incredible months in Colombia it was hard to imagine that it can be even better, but then we entered Ecuador. The landscape didn’t change much and also the people in Ecuador are as warm and welcoming as the Colombians. But, after two months riding muddy and beaten up trails we came to a dryer region of the andes and it was mind blowing. We quickly stopped in Tulcan to visit a funky cemetery. Our first destination was Pimampiro, a small town in northern Ecuador with a pretty crazy new years tradition. On 31st there is a „suicidal“ soapbox race taking place and afterwards the whole town meets at the plaza to dance into the new year. We got immediately adopted by a local family and danced with them all night long.

After one great week we left Pimampiro with a heavy heart towards Ibarra and Hans, a german emigrant with a nice campground and a german restaurant. It was great to hang out there and get some repairs done. Big Princess got her well deserved wellness treatment!

In Quito we met Sam, a local bike guide who lives a bit outside of town with his girlfriend Meli, ten dogs and two cats. We became good friends and ended up staying at their wonderful house for at least 2 weeks. We went riding with Sam and his friends in the close by National Parks and spent great barbecue nights together.

Mid January Simon left Ecuador to visit Cleo and Nico got a visit from his good friend Betty. It is really nice and refreshing to travel differently for a while, there are some more things to explore than just doing outdoor sports. They we’re meeting great people like Marina and Carlos two photographers from Mexico City and learned a lot about the ecuadorian culture and history

Nico’s parents had one day stop over in Manta with their cruise ship and they made it happen to see each other. What a wonderful reunion! End of the month Simon returned, Betty moved on to the Galapagos Islands and we hit the road again towards Peru along the coast.

Actually how good is Colombia?!?! We’re still a bit blown away. We were already used to the warm welcoming people in Central America, but Colombia took the hospitality to another level.

But let’s start from the beginning. Darien Gap part two, Cartagena Colombia. Same same but different. Another two days of office runs in the blazing caribbean heat. At least the offices did look like actual ones on this side of the gap. Everything went fairly smooth, we got the Princess back in one piece, unharmed and ready to hit the roads here in South America.

The decision where to go was easy, as long the destination is in the mountains and away from the heat. Medellin it is and thanks to Simons client we got in touch with Susi, who’s running a german bakery in the heart off Colombia. German bakery? Bretzeln and good bread was music in our ears for weeks. Long story short. We spent an amazing week in Medellin, had both our own rooms, been part of the family, had the best empanadas in the world, as well as the best chicken, ron,… at least according to Susis husband ;)

That was not the only good thing in Medellin tho. Thanks to our new online friend Coto, the 2019 version of a letter friendship, we also made friends with the local mtb scene. Especially Simon, the Colombian one, was an awesome guide to the trails in Medellin and its beautiful surroundings. Simon you are a legend!

So the next few weeks were filled with some really good trails, amazing nature, new friendships and incredible good coffee.

Thanks Colombia.

It´s good when it´s good. And Playa Guanico is always good. Super relaxed, beautiful nature, not crowded and a really nice surf camp. 10 days of surf, eat, sleep, repeat. Thats about it.

But let us talk about the anticipated most “stressful” part of the Panamerican Highway journey. The Darien Gap. After all lets be honest, the most stress you’ll do yourself. And all the youtube vlogs,…. you watch.

The Darien Gap is the only part from Alaska to Patagonia where there is no street, no connection between Panama and Colombia. You have to get your car on a ship to be able to continue your way south. Sounds simple. It would be simple, if it wouldn’t be Central America. Like all the border crossings before, this is no different. Hundreds off copies, weird rules at the offices (if you find them;) ) and other stuff organized europeans just don’t understand. haha.

In the end we just spent 2 days for stuff you could do in 2 hours. But the horrible stress everyone was talking about wasn’t that bad after all. Good bye Princess, see ya in Colombia.

Fake news. Nico is doing pretty well in capturing the very few moments of Costa Rica when it didn't rain :) Pura Vida they said. I think we have to mention this famous description off by far the most expensive country in Central America a little later. But first things first. We just couldn’t say good bye to Lamorna and Gareth. Like in earlier visits to this little stretch off the world you keep bumming into each other. But even all good things have to come to an end. After a nice birthday dinner for Nico it was time to say good bye. Keep it up guys, it was a blast.

We also said bye bye to Santa Teresa, little Berlin Kreuzberg in the jungle, where the Instagram game is strong, the boys and girls look all so good and fake, the beer is expensive and the Sushi great (but expensive too). We’ve been there twice, never got the waves really good so we probably not coming back.

On we went to Jaco, had some of the best surf, surprisingly in CR and finally a few good old IPA´s. What a treat!

Back to the Pura Vida thing. Nico finally found it. On his solo mission to the south he not only seen and pictured a sloth, no he also made it to the famous surf spot Pavones. The magical wave in the middle off the jungle. It was maybe not the best time off the year for this wave but that also meant easy line-ups, legendary new friends and a needed full on relaxation. And to say it in his words: Still one of the best waves I ever surfed. PURA VIDA

And the journey continues. Couple of border crossings later and we are already in Costa Rica. But lets not rush too fast. After two weeks of surf break in beautiful Guatemala we headed towards yet another so dangerous country, El Salvador! Yet again we’ve been, knock on wood, proved wrong. We anticipated that trip to the land of the right point breaks for quite a while. And looking back we do have some mixed feelings. Over the years on several trips we met a lot of friends who have been fired up about the waves in El Sal. And there are great waves, but we haven’t found the empty ones. Complaining on a very high level probably we were so spoiled from migthy Mexico. To be honest we still had very good days that let us forget about some nerve recking drives for the Princess thru narrow bumpy streets including ripping of our vent from the fridge. But nothing some sikaflex and duck tape couldn’t fix. We’ve been rewarded with probably one of our favorite camp spots right in front of Punta Mango. We stayed there for a while, met our friends Lamorna and Gareth again and just left after we were surrounded by about 20 cows for the night and literally woke up in the middle of a massive amount of shit.

As Honduras doesn’t offer too much interesting stuff for us, so we decided too rush thru it and did two border crossings in one day. It went all fairly easy and smooth and we made it safe and sound to another long looked forward country, Nicaragua. I finally got the chance to tick off the list riding down volcano Cerro Negro on a bike. So much fun.

The rest of Nicaragua was just the boring routine. Waking up 20 meters away from a surf spot, surfing some waves, eat some homemade quesadillas, spend time with great friends like Lamorna, Gareth, big boy Andrew and Jacky from San Diego and finish the day with one or two ice cold cervezas. Tough life!

As a physio you have to listen to people complaining about the weather all day everyday. Either its too cold, too hot, too much rain, not enough rain, but you very rarely hear people saying “damn yasss this weather is perfect right now”. We´ve been those rare examples in Guatemala. We absolutely loved it. 25°C , sun and a nice breeze during the day and nicely cold at night for a good nights sleep!

After a couple of months ocean time the highlands and lakes of Guatemala were a very welcoming change of scenery. And it was finally time to take this “yes we will learn spanish” problem a bit more serious. After a quick research we decided to go to San Pedro at Lake Atitlan.

There definitely could be worse places to sit in school than Lake Atitlan. A quick bike ride with a view on old mayan trails, a stroll on the local market or volleyball game with the local kids were our morning adventures before we had to face our strict teacher again and being told off for not practising enough ;)

Lucky us we had yet again the perfect timing and managed to be in Antigua for Independence Day. Although Magdalena, our teacher, said due too corruption and orginised crime she thinks the guatemalan people are far of being independent. Nethertheless the festivities and parades in town were amazing. Hundreds of different groups showed off what they practised all over the year.

And then something happened no one ever expected. We joined a tourist group for the Acatenango Vulcano Tour. Haha. It wasn´t that bad. We were super lucky with our group and although the weather wasn´t the best on the way up. We were lucky in the morning and Nico got some great shots of one of the most active vulcanos in Central America.

Not too much to add to the story after the last post about Mexico City. Lets just admit that we finally fell in love with Mexico.

After Nico’s culture and art trip to Mexico city and Cleos departure back to the real world, we made our way further south. With new shoes for the Princess (thanks Sergio) the long drives felt easy again and driving through the windy jungle streets been a beautiful experience even with a broken AC. We tried to fix it couple of times, thought we did it but the leak is apparently bigger than we hoped.

We weren´t too lucky with the seemingly best surf spots on the Mainland. La Ticla and Rio Nexpta are amazing spots but there was not much surf so we moved on to the Oaxaca region. Thanks to Rusty, a long time Panam Traveler, we got some good destination advices and hands down it was good.

Chacahua was the first of our two favorite places in Oaxaca. Surrounded by a stunning lagoon it supplied us with waves all day long and chilled vibes.

But San Diego was even better. Thanks to a gate before the 30 min dirt road to the point we just had to share the wave pool like waves with two australian sisters. Louise and Samy are on the road for more than two years and still loving the van life. Surfing and spearfishing all day long. Cheers chicas for the good times!

After having a great time surfing on the Baja California the Princess took her first big journey on the ocean. Time for mainland Mexico. Definitely a change of colours. From the dusty brown dessert like Baja to deep green Mainland. And rain! For the first time in months we finally witnessed some rain again. The bromance time we had the last few months was gladly interrupted by Cleo and her second visit on our trip. And it’s been a way friendlier wifey enviroment than Alaska. Happy wifey, happy lifey.

We spent some time together in Sayulita before Nico went to Mexico City to fullfill his lack of cultural, historic and artistic input. Sabina, his good friend from Los Angeles joined him on this journey. It’s always nicer to share a passion for something. It was tough to soak up everything that this lovely huge city has to offer, but you get a good feeling at how much is to explore there. The anthropology museum was the first stop, followed by an magical witch market, the Floating Gardens of Xochimilcothe, the Pyramids of Teotihuacan and the former College San IIdefonso painted by surrealist artist José Clemente Orozco. It was also really nice to enjoy the cuisine of an metropolitan city. Even Mexico City is huge it felt not stressful, the people are super friendly and laid back and and the city has good vibe.

Cleo and Simon did the exact opposite and spent their time relaxing and surfing at remote beaches and fisher towns.

Now we’re back on the road again heading south towards Puerto Escondido to catch some waves and Guatemala.

It´s dangerous, they said. Be aware of all the bad people trying to rob you, they said. You´ll read a lot of stuff about Mexico and the Baja California. And it is a bit of a weird feeling when you cross the border into the notorious Tijuana. You got the imagination that everyone is a drug dealer. They aren´t. We had the best times, with the most friendly locals, fisherman who´d give you fish for free. Twice in one day!

After leaving the states we were super lucky with the conditions. We absolutely loved the climate of moderate temps during the days and cooling down at night. We found the best spots to camp, we´re so lucky to meet new friends who´d show us their happy places! One spot in perticular. The perfect right hand pointbreak, a line up just with your friends, a tequila shot on your way back to the wave…thanks Jack, Hannah and Panga for making those few days so special.

The adventure went on and got even more adventurous when you trust offline maps. But the princess easily managed even the toughest 4 hour offroad partys.

Another swell, another wave. Scorpian bay been great to us. We both got probably the longest rides in our life. Happy times!

The east cape was our final destination on the Baja California. Finally surfing in boardshorts, trying not to die in midday sun and eating tacos all day. The last days on the east cape we spent with Keenan. Surfer, sailor man and dirtbag from Massachusetts. Keep going buddy it was a great time!

Simon finally bought a fishing rod. The only problem is that he eventually spent to much time with his swiss bro Masi, who infected him with his inability to actually catch some fish:(

Cali Baby! It´s been good times! From the stunning views and trails of Mount Shasta to old western town lazyness vibes of Downieville to huge city madness of LA.

At some places you could imagine the settlers walking through the highlands looking for gold or just a nice place to live in those beautiful highlands with endless ground and stunning lakes.

Its been time for another meetup with our little brother from a different mother. Our favorite dirtbag Matt was still hanging out in boiling hot Lone Pine, desperatly trying to sell his truck/home before his next big adventure to Patagonia. Have a good one Brother!

We got a good taste of the temperatures we probably dealing with the next few months. Too much for us! Back to the ocean and to familiar places. Morro Bay is the place to be in central california. Super relaxed little beach town with even more easy surf spot.

The best moments are the ones you share ( heads up for the cheesiest phrase this website ever seen…) But we had such good times with Wendy and her rad girlfriends. Accidently bummed into the her in the line up 8 years after surfing together in Panama. Lots of beers, wine, jokes and waves been shared. Nico finally got his mullet and had the chance to meet up with his good old friends Sofi and Sabina in LA.

We have arrived in Mexico but actually we have to talk about Washington and Oregon. We both haven’t seen a lot of the states and just been to California before. So we were excited to explore the northern part of the west coast and to say at least it wasn’t disappointing! Beautiful rough coast lines, old untouched rainforests and the most friendly locals. And salmon jerky. SALMON JERKY. Mmmjaammmy. Even the veggie said it was one off the best things he had to eat recently.

Unfortunately for Nico the surf wasn’t up so he had to go mountain biking again;) Which let us to some amazing spots. One of our favorites was Oakridge, Oregon. A little somewhat f…ed up meth town, with the best small batch whisky distillery, great bike shuttle service and wild camping at the river.

But then we were ready for the ocean again and some good times with Thomas. Long term traveling legend and picture book panamerican. “What? You never visit tourist attractions, not going for hikes, no bonfires?” To be fair it was one of the best bonfires ever. Only salmon jerky would have made it even better!

It´s been a while since our last post. Sorry for that but we just been too busy riding bikes, driving long hours and enjoying the sun to the fullest. With some dreary weather and not really any good surf in the forecast its time for a little round up what happened the last few weeks since we left Alaska.

After almost 4 months in the snow it was about time to say good bye to winter. It still feels like a bit of unfisnished business cause we definetely didn´t ride those lines we dreamt of but at some point we just had to make the cut. So we packed our boards in the boardbag, downloaded lot of podcasts and took the 4 days drive from Alaska to Pemberton BC. Despite the long hours, not too comfortable seats and shitty roadside food the drive wasn´t too bad. The landscape started to make it’s change to colourful spring and we´ve seen a lot of wildlife on the way. Tons of eagles, some wolfs, reindeer and our first bear, black bear mummy with her pup. Pretty impressive.

And with the change of region and season the weather gods were with us again. The last 3 weeks have been just amazing. Nico bought his first Mountainbike and is thankfully enjoying it as much as i hoped for ;) The hunt for the best trails has begun. Pemberton, Squamish, Vancouver Island and our favorite, the Sunshine Coast. Such a beautiful place, or in Nicos words: I wanna live here when i´m retired!

We could have easily stayed there for another week. Problem is if we would do that at every place we do like we´ll never make it to South America. :)

So we finally made it further south then we originally started. Visited Alex, the awesome guy who organised our home on wheels, bought two surfboards and continued our ride towards Hood RIver, Oregon.

There are a lot of mixed feelings about Alaska. We had that dream of steep powdery spines in our head for years. We looked at that stuff in snowboard videos all the time. This was also one of the main reasons for that entire trip. We both knew it can be a gamble with weather and conditions but still the stoke was high. Reality is different tho.

We got welcomed to Alaska with rain and just missereable weather. After a two weaks getting bored out of our mind we took our break on Hawaii. With Cleo and Kai arriving at least the sun came back. Snow couldn´t quite keep up with our expectations tho. We had a lot of time now thinking about it. How do you deal with stuff like that. Having those pictures in your mind for 15 years, working and saving money for couple years now to get some good lines of some of the coolest mountains on earth, anticipaiting those exact moments… and then it just doesn´t work out. To be fair we had great weather for 2 weeks. We got some good lines with the best friends you can ask for. And we are super thankful for that. But their is still this feeling about unfinished business.

Tailgate. We survived it. It´s been quite a while since we heard of this “freeride” festival on a remote mountain pass in the center of Chugah Mountain Range. With Cleo and Kai planning a visit we thought that this gathering of powder loving people would be a great place to do that. We all bought our tickets, the two booked their flights and we rented another camper. All set for 10 days hiking peaks, riding pow and just having a good time. At least thats what we thought. ;)

Cleo´s conclusion after tailgate: Thats the manliest thing I´ve ever done.

Turned out Tailgate is not so much a freeride more likely a sledneck festival. BRRRAAAPP all day long, beer instead of coffee in the morning and fireworks every night. Alaskans love their noisy stinky toys.

We might not been too lucky with the snow but with Cleo´s arrival and her good connection to Petrus we had the best weather. Perfect for long days up this mind blowing mountain range. Thompson pass is such a big playground, but to be honest if the snow isn´t that great you need a snowmachine. Or a heli. Or a plane. All in all we made our peace with this place. We´d definetely like to come back. Before or after tailgate tho.

What to do if you are sitting in a fibreclass can for a week or so? watching netflix, getting bored by the rain, trying to find snow, fail on trying to find snow… It´s always been a good idea to check skyscanner! We once flew to Indo 14h after we booked the flights. And it was great. So here we are again. From the moment of the idea to boarding the plane in less then 24 hours. And once again it was the best decision. Quite a shock to the system tho. Shorts, Flipflops and a turquoise ocean!

We happened to have the best conditions we could ask for. One week of sunshine and perfect size waves for our weak winter arms.

We made the most of our one week holiday of the bigger holiday. Searching for the best food trucks, looking for stupid hawaii shirts and driving around the island for probably 5 times in 7 days. What made it special tho is meeting new people. We were lucky to be intodruced to Beau and Rachel. Beau is a true Oahu local, who showed us some secret spots, invited us home, shared storys and just been a true legend. Thank you both for your huge hospitality! We are sure we´ll see you again somewhere down south!

Thanks Canada for the good times! But it was time to go. The old mans knee was sore, no snow in the forecast, still freezing cold temps and at some point we´d have to do the long drive up north!

As a leaving present we got to climb Avalanche Peak on Rogers Pass. A mountain which got stuck in our minds since our first days up the pass. We finally made it to the summit, in the sun, snow was nicely said pretty average (it was shit :)) but the views compensated for everything!

The next days were dominated by long hours of driving, audio books, huge mountains, big glaciers and the struggle not to fall asleep on the road. One highlight was definitely the little town Hyder. “A place of about 100 happy people and a few old s***heads.”

Chasing the snow. The simple it is. That’s what we are here for. Kind of. It has been a bit of a drought in Canada lately. So we checked some forecast and the decision was made easy and fast. With 1 meter in the forecast for the famous Mount Baker we couldn’t resist. We didn’t take much pictures these 3 days off deep powder, sorry for that but it was just too good to take breaks.

After that more than welcomed rehab for our touring legs we met Matt again in the lovely little town of Nelson. Nico did need some recovery sport for his old beaten body, Simon enjoyed some laps on the evening ridge near whitewater. All in all some easy chilled days in the heart of the Kootenays!

Our route along the Powder Highway took us then to Rossland. Everyone we‘ve been talking about our trip to BC told us to go to Red Mountain Resort. But with no fresh snow up the hill we decided to safe the dollars and explore the backcountry close by instead. It didn’t disappoint us! It’s been some really sweet days with amazing tree lines, steep couloirs and finally a summit with a beautiful descent! Rossland we do like you!

Still kinda stuck here in Revelstoke area. It is just too good to leave. We’ve been discussing this fact the last few days. Shouldn’t we be more on the road by now? Or is legit to just stay at a place you really like?

So for the last few days we simply enjoyed our routine, the comfort of the community center with the pool, hot tub and sauna, the endless opportunities up Rogers Pass and to be honest it was just too cold to move on.

Nico and Matt shared their passion for photography while having a stroll around town. We made the right move to be on the Pass before the storm. The estimated 30cm turned into 1m of fresh powder, roads been closed and we had some super deep powder days.

After letting the snowpack settle for some days we finally managed climb our first real peaks and ride open faces. Snow stability is improving further which allows us to dream about bigger mountains! yeeeahhaaa

It was time to leave the big city and see some mountains. After checking forecasts and reports the decision was made. Revelstoke and Rogers Pass.

It was time for the first days on the board, being total jerrys and getting stuck with the camper on an abandoned road in the middle of the night and meeting Joel, Simons buddy from St. Anton Austria. Thanks to him, we finally not freezing to death anymore. It didn’t snow for a while, resorts were tracked out so we decided to head towards Rogers Pass.

Rogers Pass is a breathtaking area with endless terrain and countless freeriding opportunities.

After two days up there we had to return to Revelstoke to buy some groceries and to wash our clothes before we could return to Rogers Pass for a longer time. Fortunately, the night we arrived at Revelstoke, we had the chance to see a hockey game, Revelstoke vs. Sicamous. You should always sit with the fans, fun is guaranteed!

One of the best things while traveling is meeting like minded people. Just like Matt. Dirt bagging professional, very talented Photographer (look up his website: http://matthew-tufts.com) and just a true legend. Living in his 97`pick up for over 2 years now in search of good snow and great pics. like us, just younger.

Back at Rogers it wasn't very busy until the weekend, so we had a lot of first lines and one untracked couloir to enjoy.

After two years of preparation for our trip, we finally arrived at Frankfurt Airport on January 8 fully packed.

13 hours later we landed in Vancouver, where we spent the first 8 days doing organizational things and getting the camper ready for the winter. Alex helped us find the truck and camper and even brought it to us two days after our arrival. Thanks, man! We didn't have much free time in Vancouver except a short hike to Cypress Mountain.

Now it was time to mount the solar panels on the roof and insulate the camper to withstand the cold at night. We met Thomas from Rostock Germany who helped us a lot with the solar panels. He is a long time traveller and knows all the tricks you need to know.

Hi! We’re Simon and Nico, it all started with a simple idea: Discover summit to sea from Alaska to Patagonia, snowboarding, surfing or biking our way south. The idea became a dream and meanwhile turned into a concrete plan. Two best friends sharing a common vision: Get into adventures, follow your passion and accomplish ambitious and unmet athletic goals.

W.R.O.O.L "We ride our own line" means for us to realize a life's dream, but in our own way. There is a line leading from north to south that will guide us, however we will find our own flexibility according to the act of nature. Our homebound is not set in stone- it is very much depending on our journey. The project is finished when we are satisfied with what we’ve experienced and feel that it is finished. The final goal will be to share and inspire others and actually show added value for people with the same mindset living in close touch with nature and our environment.

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