World Trip - Zero Impact Expedition
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Chapters
- Tenerife Horse Rescue · 1 pebbl
- Atlantic Crossing Hitchhiking · 39 pebbls
- South America 1 · 51 pebbls
- CENTRAL AMERICA · 4 pebbls
- North America
- Mexicoooooohh · 10 pebbls
- deer · 41 pebbls
- Americas (Mexico) · 22 pebbls
- Pacific Crossing - Panama To Austra · 37 pebbls
Tenerife Horse Rescue
The place I currently volunteer, where 1000 animals have been rescued over the years. And you can visit us. I am videographer here and also give tours :) so, If you are in Tenerife, shoot me a message.
Sunset Run To La "Jaca"
Exploring the beautiful surroundings in La jaca
Atlantic Crossing Hitchhiking
Exploring "El Barranco" - Caving
I recently ventured on a cave exploration hike near the Tajao bus station, and it was an unexpectedly thrilling experience. Despite the dry conditions on the island, this area still has small pockets of water, adding a surreal contrast to the rugged, volcanic landscape. The caves here are abundant, carved over time by natural forces, offering opportunities for both climbing and hiking. Each cave had its own character, with some large enough to walk through, while others demanded crawling and climbing, making the hike more of an adventure than a simple trek.
What made the experience even more captivating was the blend of arid terrain with hidden water pools in certain spots, creating a unique atmosphere. The climbable rock formations and narrow passageways kept me on my toes, offering unexpected challenges and rewards at every turn. It’s a perfect place for anyone seeking an off-the-beaten-path adventure, full of exploration and discovery in a stunning, remote part of the island.
Laginha Beach - Must Go
You’ve got to check out Laginha Beach if you’re in Mindelo—it’s such a cool spot! Trust me, the best time to go is early in the morning. From 5–7 am, the vibe is awesome. Locals are out using this super simple outdoor gym right on the beach, getting their workouts in as the sun rises over the water. And then, like clockwork, everyone dives into the clear blue ocean for a quick swim on the right side of the beach. It’s such a great way to start the day.
But the beach isn’t just great in the morning. Even in the evening, it’s got this relaxed, chill atmosphere that feels really special. It’s never too crowded, although a city beach.
Oh, and if you’re into snorkeling, there’s an underwater trail that’s amazing. You’ll find loads of cool fish and vibrant corals.
Crazy Christmas At Sea
Crazy Christmas as at sea. First, I woke up for a day shift at 8am-11am with fair wind sailing. Then, by our mistake, the main sail broke by being twisted under pressure and had now a huge hole! Feliz navidad at this point. So we started fixing with needles and patches.
The french had in plan a Christmas menu with 4 startes like "caviar the pobres" (lentels) but also some real specialties which we had saved for that day. 3 main courses and one postre. Did I mention that the motor broke another time. We entered one of the famous calmas near the equator, So. While four sweating french prepared food for hours me and Tommy obertook boat parts (steering, putting other sails down). The captain was knee-deep in the now openly laying motor in the saloon and kitchen whch made cooking an act of circe.de soleil.....then just before sunset it started raining and the sailors fixing the sails had to stop. But the motor was okayish fixed for.now.but still hot ans needed to cool down. We went onto thw deck for a pause y voila....Delphines nos visotaron a little present amd gave us a show jumping high..amazing. then we started off with putting christmaa dinner plates up (now with fitting Christmas hats and music)
As the motor.was not on ams waves got biggee we were getting through.from.one on the other side big time....impossible to eat. Releave motor.dinally fixed and now we could.eat although some looked already green in their faces and one left befor the desseert to lay down, puke and whatoever. We others.opeend.some bottles of wine (2) and champagne and cider and had some fun until puring rain started and everyone gathered their wetsuits....and we started our shifts. Mine was.a at 2am-5am. Great star full night and moon but felt exhausted.......this was definitely a Christmas I'll never forget
Bonito Stone
Pedra do Bonito means "Beautiful Stone"—and it truly lives up to its name. From the main park entrance, you hike up through the jungle, where you might spot little monkeys along the way. At the top, you're rewarded with stunning views over Rio. Sometimes, you'll even experience a mysterious, foggy atmosphere as clouds sweep across the mountain.
We spent an entire afternoon there, and it was absolutely amazing. It's easy to get there with an Uber. On your way back, just walk a bit downhill from the main entrance (where you have to sign in), and you'll find signal to call an Uber again. Highly recommended!
SUGARLOAF mountain Hike
To get to Sugarloaf Mountain (Pão de Açúcar) in Rio, head to Praia Vermelha in Urca, which is about a 10-minute Uber ride or a 30-40 minute walk from Copacabana. Instead of taking the cable car all the way, you can hike up Morro da Urca, the smaller peak next to Sugarloaf, in about 30-40 minutes on a well-marked trail that starts near the beach—expect some steep parts and maybe a few monkeys along the way. From there, you’ll need to take the second cable car to reach the top of Sugarloaf, as there’s no official hiking trail beyond this point, unless you're into rock climbing. The round-trip ticket for both cable cars costs around R$150 (~$30 USD). If you're short on time, you can skip the hike and take the cable car directly from the base, which only takes 3 minutes per section.
South America 1
Time to explore South America before heading to central America
Matadeiro Hike - Stunning!
The Matadeiro hike begins at Matadeiro Beach and takes around 3 hours to reach Lagoinha Beach at a relaxed pace with breaks. Along the way, you'll be rewarded with breathtaking coastal views. At Lagoinha Beach, a stunning river invites you for a refreshing swim.....an absolute dream. From there, you can either hike back or take a water taxi to Pantano do Sul, a charming little fishing village. The hike is somewhat challenging but well worth it for the incredible scenery along the coast. Water taxi costs around 10-15€\person
Day 1 - Antarctic
Day 1: Visiting the End of the World – For Real!
No, I’m not talking about Ushuaia or Puerto Williams—those are basically the suburbs compared to where I’m headed. I mean the real end of the world: Antarctica. This is going to be an adventure, no doubt about it. And the best part? You’re coming along for the ride!
Get ready for front-row seats to what an Antarctic expedition is really like. We’ll probably see whales, penguins, and other incredible marine life, step foot on remote, icy landscapes, and experience the raw power of nature.
But let’s talk about my first challenge: the safety briefing. Should be easy, right? Wrong. I confidently strutted to Deck 5 instead of Deck 3, which is not where I was supposed to be. But hey, that’s why they do test runs.... 😅
After that minor embarrassment, I got my expedition-issued rubber boots, for which I am happy to receive them for free as the rest of my outfit is donated. Then, exhaustion kicked in. A little socializing in the lounge, and I called it an early night—because tomorrow’s sunrise is waiting for me!!!!
Before we get to the fun part, we need to survive Drake Passage—aka the ocean’s ultimate “Are you seasick yet?” test. This legendary stretch of water between South America and Antarctica is known for some of the most unpredictable and violent seas on the planet. Winds can reach over 100 km/h, and waves? They can hit 10+ meters we are about 5-6, as I crossed the Atlantic hitchhiking that should not bother me too much to be honest.... Some call it Drake Shake (when it’s rough), and some call it Drake Lake (when it’s unusually calm). Fingers crossed for the latter, but let's be real—I’m in for a rollercoaster ride :D
So far, first impressions of the ship, the crew, and my new cabinmates are great. I can already tell this is going to be one of the craziest experiences of my life.
Day 2 Antarctica
On day 2 of my Antarctica expedition, we passed through what was probably the worst part of the famous Drake Passage, known for its violent and rough seas, and enjoyed a stunning sunrise in the morning.
Did you know that less than 1% of humanity has ever visited Antarctica? And despite its frozen landscape, Antarctica is actually the driest continent on Earth, with some areas receiving less annual precipitation than the Sahara Desert. I consider myself incredibly grateful and privileged to be on this cruise.
While many people were seasick—leaving the amazing food here untouched or rushing off to puke—I was eating double portions. After weeks of hitchhiking and barely having proper food, this feels like heaven just as my bed or a hot shower. Plus, after crossing the Atlantic on a 12m sailboat in sometimes even worse conditions, I feel like a seasoned pirate. No seasickness at all!
In the afternoon, we were finally allowed to be outside on deck, where we enjoyed some sunshine and spotted wildlife. Each day, the expedition team keeps track of all the animals we see, marking them on a list and giving us a recap in the evening about what we’ve spotted and what to expect the next day.
And the highlight? We spotted our first iceberg during sunset—absolutely amazing! Seeing it slowly drift in the golden light, I was reminded that around 90% of an iceberg’s mass is hidden beneath the surface.
As if that wasn’t magical enough, the nearly full moon rose later in the evening, casting a beautiful glow over the icy waters. A perfect way to end the day!
HITCHHIKING BIG
Day 11 of my transamerican Zero impact journey was a hitchhikers dream . I had in total 5 drivers and made 1250 km. From 7 in rhe morning until 4 am the next day.
Mt first driver randomly asked if he could take me. Best guy. He took me to the city of san rafael from where I hitchhijed to the outskirts where I got picked up by an absolut legend in the oldest car I,ve ever seen, where I had to support driving sometimes myselve. Such a fun ride. I had not even unpacked my hitchhiking sign when andres picked me up, who defin2won the prize for the best mate cup and drove me until San juan where he invited me to dinner which was a catastrophe for my carbkn footprint but I took it starving as I was. It was dark already and just in case I put my next destination on the cardboard and i couldn't believ it as a trucker offered me to take me as close as possible theough the night another 5 hours. Once arriving, Exhausted from these 20 hours of hitchhiking I set up my tent next to a another truck and passed out.
Uyuni - Base Before Crossing Salt Lake
Uyuni…
Time to acclimatize and sort out a vehicle to cross the Salar.
This dusty little town at 3,650 meters above sea level may not look like much at first glance, but it’s the main gateway to one of the most surreal landscapes on Earth: the Salar de Uyuni, the world’s largest salt flat.
Most travelers come here to organize multi-day jeep tours, but if you’re up for an adventure, you can also rent a bike or vehicle and go independently—just be prepared and know your route.
Uyuni itself has a frontier feel. The air is thin, the nights are cold, and the altitude kicks in quickly—so taking a day or two to acclimatize isn’t a bad idea. It’s also a good moment to stock up on food, fuel, and gear before heading into the vast white desert.
And yes… if you stand still long enough, you might actually hear the salt crackle under the sun.
CENTRAL AMERICA
Lets get to know the center of America
Boat Craziness
70kmh..
Naranga - Iceland
Island Ogob Sibuduo De La Familia Roja
Found my own robinson Crusoe island
Panama City
Mexicoooooohh
Mexicooo
Xenses Park
An amazing Parque which is a surrealistic world and playground for young and old
Xcaret
Beautiful park to visit...Disneyland of mexico with lots of animals
Uxmal - Incredible MAYA temples
I didn’t expect Uxmal to hit that hard. Way less crowded than other ruins, and somehow way more alive. Walking around the temples, I caught myself just standing still, imagining how people once lived, played, prayed here. The ball court was wild—thinking they used to smack that heavy rubber ball with just their hips?! Uxmal felt powerful, but also kind of peaceful. Definitely one of my favorite stops in Yucatán so far.
Xico - A Magi Place
One of the many magig villages of mexico with beautiful waterfalls.
Xalapa - Underrated Town In Mexico
I did Couchsurfing and had a whole free walking tour with my host! Amazing!
deer
Lets burn first and then explore
Living At GOLDEN Gate BRIDGE SF
Rented a U-Haul truck and sleep at the Golden Gate Bridge at a climbing gym
Alcatraz
A dream coming true visiting alcatraz island...i felt like walking through a movie set.
Hideout: Mama Lo"
I can stay for free at "mama los " house a friend of a friend of mine.. at it's amazing! She was s former chef ans farmer, so, we eat a lot and good haha
I Overlander - Canada- Park/camp Spot
Awesome sunrise and quiet at night! Perfect spot. Use I-overlander for safe camping
Road Stop At A Alaskan Lake
Just found this gem next to the road! Amazing views, so we decided to have lunch and cooked some pasta.
Americas (Mexico)
Organizing myself in the Americas, filming environmetnal documentaries.
Balandra Beach - Best Beach In The World
Balandra Beach felt like stepping into a postcard.
I’ve seen hundreds of beaches on this journey, but something about Balandra hits different — maybe it’s the calm, shallow turquoise water, or the way the whole bay feels like a giant natural swimming pool. I ended up staying way longer than planned, just floating around, watching the light change on the hills and feeling like time slowed down for a bit.
If you ever come to La Paz, don’t skip this place… it’s one of those rare spots that actually looks better in real life than in the photos.
Best Sinaloan ASIAN restaurant
Truly amazing!!
Baja Station
Baja Station is a creative and conscious community space by the sea in Baja California. It brings together artists, filmmakers, scientists, and changemakers, offering a place to slow down, create, collaborate, and connect with nature in a relaxed beachside setting.
Donkeys At Baja
Shooting a documentary about the donkeys ofthe East Cape
Curisave Sanctuary Donkey
Pacific Crossing - Panama To Austra
Full on Sailing and island hopping mode
Day 7: Pacific crossing
The seventh day at sea began with repairs:
By now, even the smallest task on the boat carried a strange weight to it. Nothing was simple out here. Tightening a line, checking a sail, repairing a damaged part of the bow, everything happened while the floor beneath your feet constantly moved, groaned, and resisted you. The ocean never stopped reminding you who was in control.
We spent part of the morning fixing the front section of the boat. Salt crusted on our hands. The wind carried spray across the deck in short violent bursts. And somewhere underneath the routine of passing tools and securing ropes, I noticed something else creeping back into my body.
Not the violent seasickness from the first days. Not the kind that leaves you bent over a railing, emptying yourself into the sea.
This was quieter.
Subconscious almost.
A strange heaviness sitting somewhere behind the eyes. A dull lethargy. The body adapting, but never fully relaxing. I had stopped taking seasickness pills today after relying on two, sometimes even three a day during the rougher first week. I wanted my body to find its own balance again. But maybe balance out here was an illusion.
After the repair was done, the boredom arrived again.
Not normal boredom. Ocean boredom.
The kind where time stretches unnaturally.
There is nothing except water. Endless water. No trees moving in the wind. No streets. No mountains in the distance. No feeling of progression except numbers changing slowly on a GPS screen.
One day feels like three.
The boat shakes constantly. Every movement, every step, every attempt to rest comes with another slam of a wave against the hull. The sound never stops. Creaking ropes. Crashing water. The low humming pressure of the wind. Even silence is loud out here.
And slowly, after a week together in a confined floating space, conversation itself becomes exhausting. Not because of conflict. Simply because my social battery feels empty.
Day 8: Pacific crossing: boredom
I am sitting in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, under a sky so full of stars it almost looks unreal. The Milky Way stretches above us like spilled paint across the darkness. Thousands of meters of water beneath me. No land for weeks. No city lights. No roads. No escape. Just wind, waves, and this tiny floating piece of fiberglass carrying us across the biggest ocean on Earth.
A dream.
A dream I had imagined so many times before.
And yet… I am bored.
That realization almost made me laugh.
Human beings have a remarkable ability to normalize the abnormal. Give us enough time and even the extraordinary becomes routine. The first nights at sea felt overwhelming. Every wave felt massive. Stomach rumbling with underlying seasickness. Every sound from the boat carried meaning. I stared at the horizon for hours, unable to believe where I was.
Now I walk across the deck half asleep, make a tea, check sails, watch another sunset, another flying fish disappear into the dark water, and my brain quietly whispers:
“Okay… what’s next?”
It is strange how quickly wonder fades when repetition enters the picture.
Maybe that is one of the greatest lessons of long journeys. Not the storms. Not the danger. But realizing that happiness cannot survive on intensity alone. Even dreams become daily life eventually.
The Pacific does not care about my expectations. It does not perform for me. It is just endlessly there. Beautiful. Violent. Empty. Repetitive.
And maybe that is why crossing an ocean changes people.
Because after enough days surrounded by nothing, you hopefullu stop chasing constant stimulation. My thoughts become louder, I think of my future, my current travel, I paused, I begin to question. My emotions become clearer, backflashes of all the good and the ugly that I am gratefulto have experienced... I begin noticing smaller things and patterns. The shape of clouds outisde and inside. The mood of the sea and my own.
Day 11: halfway there! Dolphin surprise.
Halfway there.
1,500 nautical miles were behind us since we had left the Galápagos Islands. Another stretch just as long still separated us from the Marquesas Islands. Ten days at sea were already behind us. Probably another ten still ahead. In total, we had now spent eighteen days on the open ocean since leaving Panama.
The morning began with turning the very last leftovers of banana and soursop fruit into pancakes. Yummii!!!
Right after that, we continued with what had by now become our almost symbolic toilet repair mission. Under the watchful eyes of “Bob” or “Bobi” — our red-footed Red-footed Booby who had apparently decided to become part of the crew. He sat there for hours, head slightly tilted, as if analyzing our complete technical incompetence.
For two days we had been trying to unclog that damn pipe.
We poured acid into it. Hydrochloric acid. Blew pressure through the pipes manually by literally blowing with our mouths into the toilet drain. Poked cables through it. Sweated. Swore. Debated. And honestly, this was exactly the kind of problem that probably could have been solved a lot more calmly somewhere in a harbor with solid ground beneath your feet instead of in the middle of the Pacific.
Eventually the captain gave up. At least for now.
The wind was good, so instead we decided to hoist the Parasailor and take down the Code 0. Immediately the mood onboard changed. Everyone automatically moved into position. Hands. Lines. Commands. Concentration. This time everything worked surprisingly smoothly. The Parasailor pulled us forward calmly and powerfully, as if the boat had suddenly decided to sail itself.
After lunch, which we prepared afterward, I fell into a complete food coma. My body simply shut down. I dragged myself onto the foredeck and sat there half lethargic for at least two hours. Unable to move. Just me, the endless Pacific, and Bobi staring at me with the same stoic expression he had previously used on the toilet situation.
Day 20: Pacific Crossing: 🐬 dolphins
What a beautiful final day before seeing land again.
The Pacific suddenly felt almost gentle. Sun all day, almost steady wind, and finally the waves coming mostly from behind us instead of from the side. The difference this makes onboard is enormous. The boat moved calmly, almost stable for once, without the constant violent rolling that had accompanied us for so many days.
So. Today... everything felt light.
Then, around 140 nautical miles before reaching the first island of French Polynesia, the first signs of land life appeared.
Birds. White long-tailed tropicbirds circling above us. They are beautiful creatures.
After weeks surrounded almost exclusively by water, suddenly seeing birds again felt strangely emotional. Like the ocean itself quietly informing us:
You’re getting close now. And then came the dolphins. A huge group of them racing toward the boat. Different from the ones we had seen earlier during the crossing. Grey bodies, pale almost white snouts, moving effortlessly through the water around us.
What a spectacle. Nobody even needed to say it out loud anymore.
Land was near. Only one more night shift left.
Tomorrow morning, when I wake up, there will already be mountains on the horizon. Real land. Solid ground close.
Honestly, I felt relieved more than anything else. I sat for long at the bow looking at the dolphins and just thinking we almost made it.
The whole afternoon we made dumplings together onboard. The captain’s wife is Chinese, so this was about as authentic as dumplings can possibly get while floating somewhere in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
It felt almost strangely domestic considering where we were.
Meanwhile Jason and I probably played our hundredth round of "Cabooo" while the sun slowly disappeared behind the ocean. By now the game had become part of daily life. Same cards. Same jokes. Every day...but so much fun and good to kill time.
The captain had started feeling slightly sick though. Maybe he had now caught wh
Day21: Pacific Crossing. Laaaaaaand
I woke up and my first thought was:
Damn… I missed it.
Was I too late already?
I remembered there had been around forty-four nautical miles left to the first island when I went to sleep. I still had the blinds in my cabin closed, so half asleep I quickly checked Google Maps on my phone.
And then I realized: The island was literally right next to my window.
I threw open the blinds and there it was. Massive. Misty. Covered in fog and morning clouds.
I got so excited I basically jumped out of bed and rushed outside. The whole boat was already awake and moving around chaotically.
Land.
Finally land.
And what a view. And what a relief..
No — honestly — this was probably the most beautiful island I had ever seen in my life.
Huge cliffs rising vertically out of the ocean. Deep green vegetation mixed with golden grass and black volcanic rock. Palm trees everywhere. Sharp ridges disappearing into clouds. It looked absurdly rich in nature. Almost unreal.
Like somebody had sat down and designed the perfect tropical island from imagination. ...Jurassic Park. That was my first thought.
As we slowly entered the bay, the captain grabbed a shell horn to greet the few sailboats already anchored there and the locals onshore. There were maybe four other boats in the anchorage.
The captain had a pretty bad cold though, so his attempt sounded less like some majestic Polynesian arrival and more like what Germans would call a “Rohrkrepierer” — basically the sound of a broken engine coughing itself to death.
Jason tried next and did significantly better.
Then it was my turn. After three failed attempts and almost passing out, I finally managed to produce an actual deep horn sound echoing through the bay.
Our official greeting to the island.
The small village itself was still hidden behind the rocks from where we anchored. Only a few tiny figures could be seen walking in the distance along the shore.