04/04/2026
38 years of friendship… and somehow we ended up here. Morocco.
Dust in our teeth, delicious roadside food, endless roads that turn into sand, then mountains, then somehow snow.
Motorcycles pushing through it all. No plan, no comfort, just pure adventure.
The kind of trip that reminds you why you started riding in the first place.
Not for speed. Not for gear.
For moments like this.
