Somebody has to
pick it up.
This is going to involve dropping the bike. Repeatedly. That part is in the edit too.
Not disappearing.
Getting ready.
There is a version of this story where somebody sells everything, quits their job and disappears east. That story has been told very well already, and it isn't mine.
I'm Ferdi. I'm Dutch, I live in Madrid, and I make films and fly drones for a living. Somewhere in the last few years the idea of riding to Mongolia stopped being a thing I said at dinner and became a date in a calendar.
So I gave myself up to two years. Not to disappear. To get ready: to learn to tell a story on camera, to ride Spain and then further, and to find out what breaks first, the bike, the plan, or me.
This site is the record of that. There will be more here in time. For now it is mostly a promise with a deadline attached.