Ben Winston

Not your average travel blog

The Trans Alaska Pipeline

The kinky snake is as long as Great Britain (just over 800 miles) and transports oil from the Beaufort Sea in the Arctic, to Valdeze on the southern coast. The … Continue reading

May 5, 2016 · Leave a comment

I’ll make sure the minx is filthy again soon

After driving slowly past the least inconspicuous military air base in The World (I can say that now, as America advertises everything compared to “the world”) Fairbanks is the next … Continue reading

May 5, 2016 · Leave a comment

Tok on July 4th & a mile marker to note

Driving into the tiny town of Tok on the Alaska Highway at the beginning of the 4th of July carnival/caravan parade, is rather like accidentally walking into a meeting room … Continue reading

May 5, 2016 · Leave a comment

Rougher than grinding pebbles in a blender

Top of the World & Taylor Highway. Following the old sourdough track over the hills from Chicken, the views from most of the Top of the World Highway as we … Continue reading

May 4, 2016 · Leave a comment

I “beeped” out the expletives

This morning I was woken up by a loud, beeping alarm and KP coarsely saying “no, I don’t need you!” Unless signalling a fire, some carbon monoxide overload, burglary, an … Continue reading

May 4, 2016 · Leave a comment

Into the Arctic

We crossed into the Arctic Circle a little after 7am on July 1st 2015. The sodden, squelching tundra was forgotten briefly as it opened up into sparkling, dew-covered hills. From … Continue reading

May 3, 2016 · Leave a comment

Mother Nature: The Temptress

There have been no obvious critters from the start of the Dempster, all the way to the Inuvik (750Km). The caribou cross the road twice a year on their migration … Continue reading

May 3, 2016 · 1 Comment

Wearing a woolly jumper and swimming through peanut butter

Day two on the Dempster and the road has been surprisingly good so far. Like many highways in the north country, it’s detailed as dangerous and not for standard vehicles. … Continue reading

May 2, 2016 · Leave a comment

I am literally a walking stick of candy floss wrapped in bacon

Industrious, vicious, relentless, and the size of birds – mosquitos in the Yukon are intrepid villains, seemingly programmed to insistently make my life a complete misery. As long as I’m … Continue reading

May 2, 2016 · Leave a comment

I Lied

Dawson City is not the start of the Dempster Highway (but it is where the paddle boats from Whitehorse once steam powered to). Forty kilometres east of Dawson City, we … Continue reading

May 2, 2016 · Leave a comment

Whitehorse: An update for lovers….of murderous horses, my toilet time, and history

Arriving into a city isn’t normally such a wonderful thing, but since leaving dusty, Dawson Creek, Whitehorse is strangely, rather comforting. There are crowds of people, even in the rain. … Continue reading

May 2, 2016 · Leave a comment

Penetrating your Yukon…

Update from the river bank   Penetrating Your Yukon   Update prior to Heading North   Productive day

May 1, 2016 · Leave a comment

Intimacy with an orally fixated sheep

As if driving on the back of a grey millipede which is missing a few legs, the highway’s industrial limbs appear to be less common as we head north. I … Continue reading

May 1, 2016 · Leave a comment

Camouflaged, but not for my furry friends.

The start of the Alaska Highway from Dawson Creek constantly reminded me of how the north works – practically, hard, hands on, in extreme weather, overcoming the wild, and with … Continue reading

May 1, 2016 · Leave a comment

The Alaska Highway – Dawson Creek

No punns or associative crying please – although, half expected, the start of the Alaska Highway is not what you’d call a metropolis, nor is it a picturesque country town. … Continue reading

April 30, 2016 · Leave a comment

Nostalgia, some dreams, and the colour of my crotch.

It’s the city that never sleeps. Although New York might have been better named, the city that can’t keep its mouth shut. It can’t be quiet….at all. I’m normally one … Continue reading

April 21, 2016 · 2 Comments

Times Square : New York

Sometimes there is no blog. Sometimes I’m taking too much in visually, in the rain, to sit down and write anything. So, here I am enjoying a little walk around … Continue reading

April 21, 2016 · Leave a comment

Panda Porn and Umbrella Rage

Walking twelve blocks in the rain to drop my backpack down, to then spend much of next hour trying to find a food stand which didn’t have a cue of … Continue reading

April 21, 2016 · Leave a comment

Bam! New York, Baby!

Six months away from ‘Merica, and I’m back for more. After being delayed seven hours and enduring an always slightly turbulent re-entry into the states (and I don’t only mean … Continue reading

April 21, 2016 · Leave a comment

Starting out again…

I’m supposed to be in the sky, but even though leaving England maybe imminent, I’m having to wait just a little longer for my next big adventure. “It’s not the … Continue reading

April 21, 2016 · Leave a comment

2014 in review

So I wrote 62 posts across the USA and the blog received just short of 10,000 reads. Raising $3227 for @worldlandtrust. I’d say it was a pretty successful year. If … Continue reading

January 19, 2015 · 1 Comment

When a Bear is a bird, and when Beards do battle

Without attempting to be The Riddler, waking up in Yosemite for the last time was like waking up on the first morning of a new job – much less exciting … Continue reading

November 29, 2014 · Leave a comment

Where am I now?

After extensive work and tours through Southern Africa, most of my time is spent between Malawi and Europe.
Go Untamed Safaris was striding into top gear, but volatile poitics in 2019, Covid in 2020, the impacts of Russia vs the World, as well as insesent corruption, forced my hand.
Now in 2023, the dust has settled. Everything has changed.

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