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The Anxious Adventurer

July 17, 2018 by antsbk

Two year ago I set off, alone, on a three-month solo expedition across the remote mountains of Arunachal Pradesh in Northeast India. Closed to foreigners until the late 90’s, the region had remained almost unknown to the outside world – … Read More

Adventure | General | Ho Chi Minh Trail

Literary Lift Off!

April 29, 2014 by antsbk

It’s been a whirlwind of a month hoofing it around the country for the launch of my new book, A Short Ride in the Jungle: The Ho Chi Minh Trail by Motorcycle. Here are the highlights… The launch celebrations kicked off … Read More


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This morning - a soul-firing walk into the mountai This morning - a soul-firing walk into the mountains to watch a new day, a new month, break across the land. Through the dark tangle of hawthorns, a Song thrush singing in the pre-dawn gloom. Up the steep shoulder of Y Das beneath a high, gibbous moon. Then hot tea drunk in a grassy hollow, away from the scouring wind, watching the sun set fire to the eastern horizon and the sky bleed pink. Magic.
A week ago these hills slumbered under the icy gri A week ago these hills slumbered under the icy grip of winter; the earth as hard as iron, waterfalls suspended in sharp curtains of ice. Today, the sun shone from a cerulean sky and Song thrushes trilled in the bare branches. At 2 pm, unable to sit at my desk a second longer, I pulled on my boots and tripped out of the door, not even bothering to get dressed properly. The sun was like a siren call - I HAD to be out in the hills. Puffing up to the top of Mynydd Buchan, feeling the warm sun on my face, I realized I hadn't felt as fizzingly happy in months, and thought how quickly life can change. Just as easily as things can slip into the shadows, so too they can emerge joyously, unexpectedly, into the bright light of hope, of Spring. I hope that, wherever you were today, the sun was shining for you too. x
So far February has felt like wading through treac So far February has felt like wading through treacle with a ball and chain. Bad sleep. Lack of motivation. A general feeling of malaise. I've even resorted to reading Jilly Cooper for goodness sake; something I haven't done since I was a wide-eyed 14 year old, balancing the scandalous tomes on my knee in the back row at school. But today I put on some make-up (why the hell not?), wore some real trousers and went out for a brisk walk in the rain. Spring really is coming, after all....
The road to Anini, Arunachal Pradesh. Dreaming of The road to Anini, Arunachal Pradesh. Dreaming of taking these corners on again one day. 

📷 by my Idu Mishmi friend @outdoor_freaking_amateur.
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Up at six to watch a new day, a new month, dawn over the mountains. Mist creeping up the hillsides. The moon glowing in a pink sky. A Song thrush singing in the Hawthorns below. Magic. #MondayMotivation https://t.co/BERyBl9SdU
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  • Journeys
    • The Naga Hills
    • Arunachal Pradesh
    • The Ho Chi Minh Trail
    • Tuk to the Road
    • Black C90
  • Books
    • Land of the Dawn-Lit Mountains
    • A Short Ride in the Jungle
    • Tuk Tuk to the Road
  • Journalism
  • Speaking
  • Other Stuff
    • About Antonia
    • Blog
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