I woke up to someone shaking me. “Meeks, it’s time.” It was dark. I was confused what exactly my friend was referencing. There was silence and then immediate recognition. No more words needed. I staggered out of my sleeping bag..
Read MoreFreedom from the open road // Matt Conforti
Day 1 had finally arrived. Nick and I were giddy, ready to leave the comfort of our hostel in Pucon, Chile for the freedom of the open road. After spending a few hours moving fingers from point to point on a detailed map with our new friend and French biking guru, Greg, our smiles seemed to be glued at each ear...
Read MoreStepping Into the Unknown // Matt Conforti
My heart is steadily racing faster and faster as I continue to stare out into the massive sets that parade towards me. My feet are sore standing on jagged rocks out on the halfway point on the infamous Punta de Lobos. My hands are quietly trembling..
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