“That said and that done, there were still a few sleepy euros eager to wake up. That is why we are now looking for projects aiming towards a sustainable agriculture and requiring a little help to come to life or to develop.”
On November 27, when we posted our last (now second to last) newsletter, we were indeed at this stage: a few weeks after we got back home, we offset the carbon emissions related to our air trips (through a project managed by GERES in Cambodia, aiming to spread improved cooking stoves in the country). But we still had a good half of the 20% we had saved from the donations, we still had 1100 euros, and were looking for virtuous beneficiaries…
Our online inquiries didn’t lead us to the gem that we were hoping to support. Investing in the creation and management of a website is obviously not the number 1 priority of the smallest associations, so we only came across large NGOs, well-known and already endowed with a heavay wallet.
But in parallel, Damien had contacted a former colleague and friend, Olivier, who has long been committed to the development and promotion of agroecology, biodynamic farming and, more generally, an environmentally friendly agriculture. He brought us in contact with Marie, member of the association “Earth and Humanism” (Terre & Humanisme, founded in 1999 on the initiative of Pierre Rabhi), and Marie told us about Souleymane and Béo Nééré…
In Morocco, we met Mohamed, Irène and their children and discovered their organic farm Saytlia. (If you missed them, here are the article and the video report that we have made on their beautiful vision and realisation.) A few months later, in India, Damien spent a week with Devinder and Brij Bala and worked in their farm, also organic, DevBala Farm. (If you missed it, here is the article about this WWOOFing week.)
We shared with you these two beautiful initiatives and, thanks to your donations (remember, we decided to keep 20% of them for this purpose), we were also able to help them financially. But eventually they are the only ones that we have met and supported, and when we got off our bikes in September, we still had a good share of these 20%…
So we first decided to offset the carbon emissions related to our plane trips.
After 14 months traveling by bike, we cross the finish line at the Futuroscope.
We get off the bikes and hug our families with tears in our eyes.
The adventure is over, but be assured that our eyes will shine forever from the wonders that they have seen…
Many thanks to the Futuroscope for having welcomed us home so warmly.
Thank you as well to all our sponsors, and more particularly Veloscoot.
Thank you to all the people who we met on the way for the breath of optimism that they have offered us.
And of course, a HUGE thank you to you all who have followed and supported us during the trip!
Our last thought goes to Philippe who, after editing our very first videos, just finished edtiting this last one. Thank you!
Sunday August 17, after a last dive in the lake, we left Bled. We crossed Jecenice, and then discovered a cycle track along the main road; it guided us through fields with such a mastery that the whirring of cars became soon nothing more than a memory. Only torrents sometimes broke the peace of the ride. Exhaust gaz, almost undetectable on European roads, were this time remarkably absent: the air was so pure that each fragrance took the force of a perfume. And among these perfumes, there was pine. The headiest of all. Which was flooding our nostrils and purifying our neurons each time we passed a wood stock… Only a few hundred meters away from the main road, we were however swimming in a sovereign countryside.
The cycle track, very quiet around Jecenice, becomes little by little a real cycle motorway as we approached Kranjska Gora. The village seemed to be the focal point for all cyclists in the neighbourhoods. Many families… but also daredevil cyclists who had come here to enjoy the many ski slopes converted into mountain biking slopes.
We crossed the city and, a few km further, forked on the right towards our last Slovenian uphill.
18% during 3km: short but violent!
We had to dismount and push our bikes several times, but the slope gave up before us: we arrived at the top… and entered Austria!
Marine and Marina flew back to France on August 10, and a few hours after the take-off they were already touching the Parisian tarmac… When on our side, at this hour, the day had hardly come to start: we were still in Zagreb and most probably having breakfast in a park. The advantage when you travel by bicycle is that you never have your time of departure printed on a ticket! We then walked in downtown Zagreb, which left us completely indifferent. Zagreb is not the most charming capital of the World, and even less when it is anaesthetized by the typically European Sunday sleepiness.
So on August 10, we also started our journey back to France. Obviously, we were not going to find our native land within a few hours. But within a few hours, we found Slovenia !