The origin of the project
This journey was born from a deep conviction: major life transitions aren’t made through reflection alone, but through action. Crossing South America by bicycle means setting in motion what I’ve been carrying inside me for too long without having dared to act on it.
Why by bicycle?
The bicycle imposes a human pace. It forces you to see, to stop, to feel.
First of all, it’s freedom: no schedules, no bodywork standing between me and the world. Just the road, and the chance to stop wherever something calls to me. Nothing from the outside world gets filtered out. Everything is felt. This lack of barrier with reality also opens the door to others: a passing bicycle invites conversation, while a car simply passes through. Encounters happen there, spontaneously, on the side of a road or in a village. That’s also what I’m looking for. This closeness — to the world and to others — opens a rare space for introspection: the hours of pedaling become a time that nothing interrupts, ideal for processing what we’ve carried for a long time without knowing how to name it.
It’s also a movement that only ever goes forward. A bicycle moves in cycles. The wheel turning, the pedaling that never goes backward. Each pedal stroke closes one moment to open another. That’s exactly what I’m trying to cross: the end of one life cycle, and the start of a new one. Like the bicycle, a transition isn’t lived standing still. It’s built by moving forward, in balance within the movement itself.
Riding, here, isn’t just a means of transportation. No one can pedal for me, just as no one can go through a life transition in the place of the person living it.
Who is it for?
For everyone who recognizes themselves in this inner border between the old self and what they sense they could become. Those going through a professional, personal, or existential transition. Those who need to see that the other side exists and that it’s worth the journey.
What this journey is not
It’s not a race against the clock, nor a feat to prove. The cycling experience, gained on other roads, isn’t an end in itself here. It’s the condition that makes this crossing possible. It’s an ordinarily human, chosen journey, with its doubts, its hard days, its moments of grace. That’s what I want to share: the honesty of the road.