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A quick @pereamotodistrict take over. Its nice to see familiar faces in one place. Also good to see new riders embracing the culture. 🤝

Thank you for the great photos @thesunnyman_ 📸 by @wwrmanila

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Two different personalities, same passion. #twowheeltherapy #throttletherapy #jinnomoto #sonya6400 #jinnofoto by @wwrmanila

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A big thanks to my friends at @columbiasportswearph and @lowepro.philippines for keeping me going through Bhutan — rain, mist, sunshine and a whole lot of hiking. Safe to say the gear got a proper workout on this trip.

All photos #shotoniPhone 17 Pro — proof that the camera in your pocket can take you to some amazing places. taken in Bhutan by @wwrmanila

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25 days ago

Night lights, cool air, and a clear road. Midnight strolls just hit different. 🌙🏍️
#scramblersofinstagram #MidnightStroll #TwoWheels #broamlife by @wwrmanila

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Some trips are about the destination. Others are about the ride. This one was both.

Lombok’s coastline, a five-star beachfront stay, and right next door, one of the most spectacular MotoGP circuits in the world.

Add the Ducati flagship motorcycle, a 216-hp Panigale V4 S… all that is pure bliss.

A day at the Ducati DRE Racetrack Academy at Mandalika, learning, getting faster, and experiencing a motorcycle like this where it was meant to be ridden.

Beach. Bikes. A MotoGP track. Not a bad way to experience Indonesia. #forzaducati #jinnomoto #twowheeltherapy #throttletherapy #mandalika by @wwrmanila

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…to venture into the unknown with clarity, curiosity, and calm.

📸 @itsame_luigi | @scramsonfire

#theHighisReal #makelifearide taken in Hedonist by @wwrmanila

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a month ago

Best ride ever? I honestly think it might be.

Over five days and 700km, we carved our way through some of the most spectacular mountain roads I’ve ever ridden. It doesn’t sound like a huge distance, but trust me, this is a lot on Bhutanese roads.

The endless hairpin corners, the unforgiving mountains charging heavenwards, the lush valleys revealing themselves around us, a fickle Mother Nature constantly changing the conditions and the feeling that you can’t think about anything else because you have to be completely present for every metre of road in front of you.

I’ve always found meditation difficult, but riding in Bhutan gifted me something that felt pretty close to it. On this ride I found my mind just stopped wandering. No yesterday or tomorrow, no worries or distractions, just the road, my bike and the next corner. Perhaps this is Zen? Whatever it was, it was f**king wonderful.

Today we rode back to Thimphu through sunshine, heat, mist and clouds, then got slowed down by a couple of landslides just before Dochu La (3,100m), followed by one hell of a storm that chased us all the way home. We eventually pulled back into Kinley’s garage, each of of us soaked, tired and grinning.

And then there’s Kinley / @knight.motors — I really don’t know how to properly thank him for this trip together. He didn’t just organize our bikes and the route and get us safely from one place to the next; he put so much of himself into making sure I had an incredible experience. His generosity, patience, kindness and thoughtfulness never wavered — it was never guide and client, it was simply two friends sharing an adventure. I’m deeply grateful and I hope I get the chance to return the favour one day.

And his cousin Sam / @sammy_is_ma_name_ was a fantastic addition to our small crew — young, eager, hardworking and always ready to help. He brought a great spirit and earnestness to the trip, and it was a real pleasure having him along.

This is your invitation: come to Bhutan 🇧🇹 and come ride. taken in Bhutan by @wwrmanila

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Last session of the day in the Pertamina Mandalika International Circuit. A few weeks from now, MotoGP will be here! What a great experience, tired but sooooo worth it!

Shot on @insta360_philippines
AcePro2 and Go3s

#ForzaDucati
#panigalev4s
#throttletherapy
#jinnomoto
#twowheeltherapy taken in Mandalika International Street Circuit by @wwrmanila

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a month ago

If there is one thing I’ve learned about riding in Bhutan, it’s there are no straight roads in the Kingdom.

We rolled out of Bumthang early this morning under clear skies, winding our way west toward home. The road to Trongsa was spectacular — endless mountain ridges, impossibly deep valleys and that enormous Bhutanese sky stretching out above it all. Across the valley, the ancient Trongsa Dzong seemed to cling to the mountainside.

After tea and a chat with the local constabulary at the viewpoint above Trongsa, we headed toward Saephu for lunch. It was then that Bhutan remembered mountain weather has a sense of humour.

The clouds descended quickly, the temperature dropped, rain began to fall and by the time we emerged from lunch, it was absolutely teeming. Rain gear on, we headed toward Pele La as the world slowly disappeared into mist. Visibility shrank, the fog thickened and four-way flashers came on as the road twisted relentlessly upward into the clouds.

It was exhilarating, a bit terrifying, but mostly intense. But a day on a motorcycle in the rain beats a day in the office in the sunshine every time.

Over Pele La (3,500m), down again, then back up toward Lawa La (3,300m) before descending toward Nubding. Then came another weather change.

As we wound our way toward the valley, the rain became almost violent — huge drops hammering the road, the bikes and our helmets, cold enough to feel like handfuls of ice. And then, almost unbelievably, just like that, it was gone.

By the time we reached Lobesa, the clouds had broken, the roads were dry and we were riding beneath warm afternoon sunshine.

Mountain riding, Bhutanese style: sun, mist, fog, rain, cold, warmth. Repeat. About 200km of it today in total.

And just when we thought the day had given us everything it had, a rainbow appeared over the valley at Lobesa during golden hour.

Tomorrow is our final ride back to Thimphu. I’m sad it’s over. But mostly grateful it happened. taken in Trongsa, Bhutan by @wwrmanila

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Every morning on this adventure has so far been about getting on the bikes and seeing where the road leads us. This morning was different…

We woke early and rode to Jambay Lhakhang, one of Bhutan’s oldest temples, dating back to the 7th century. First, we visited the candle house and lit 1,000 butter lamps, making an offering for the soul of someone who has recently left the earthly realm. Afterwards, we spent some time with the Lama before entering the Lhakhang itself.

At the entrance to the ancient inner sanctum is a detail I found particularly beautiful. Three stone steps represent the past, the present and the future. The past has sunk below the floor, the present sits exactly where we stood, while the future remained above, still waiting ahead.

And then, from the spiritual to the spectacular: we went riding!!

We made our way towards Ura Valley on the old national highway — although “highway” is a generous description. One lane in total, alternating between mud, potholes, gravel, smooth, endless twists and pristine Himalayan forest. The weather was perfect: blue skies, warm sunlight and the smell of pine everywhere.

We reached Ura just as the weather turned, stopping for coffee as clouds spilled over the mountains and slowly swallowed the valley in mist.

Eventually, we pulled on the rain gear and headed for home. The temperature dropped, the road turned wet and fog hung in the air. Cold, damp and completely exhilarated, we rode through the rain and cloud all the way home.

About 110km was our total ride today. Bumthang is the furthest east I’ve traveled in Bhutan, and today I understood why people speak of this place with such passion and reverence.

Perhaps today’s gift was this morning: a reminder that some things belong to the past, some exist only in the moment and some are still waiting for us, just around the next corner. taken in Bumthang by @wwrmanila

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We woke to an extraordinary morning in Phobjikha Valley, with sunlight breaking through the mist and slowly revealing the forests surrounding the valley.

We climbed back through winding mountain roads toward Lawa La (3,300m), then descended slightly before climbing once again to Pele La (3,500m), where we arrived under clear skies only to watch the mist roll in and completely conceal the pass within moments.

But it was from Pele La toward Yotong La (3,460m) that the day became something truly special. The sun emerged again and the roads were smooth and almost completely empty. We wound our way through what must have been a thousand serpentine mountain curves as enormous valleys opened up beneath us. Forested mountainsides, rice terraces, homes and monasteries clung impossibly to the hillsides, and around every corner there was another view that had me breathless. It was, without question, one of the most beautiful motorcycle rides I’ve ever experienced.

After lunch we continued across Kiki La (2,900m) before descending into Bumthang — my first time this far east in Bhutan. And as we dropped into Choekhor Valley, the smell of pine filled the air. One of the great things about riding a motorcycle is that there is nothing between you and the landscape: you smell it, feel it and become part of it.

We finished the day with a stop at Red Panda Brewery, where my friend Kinley knows the owners. After a little brewery tour, we sat outside with a couple of beers in the afternoon sun, looking across toward Jakar Dzong. We even met a Canadian couple on their honeymoon and shared a few stories.

150km on the clock today. Tonight we sleep at the Swiss Guesthouse. Tomorrow we explore Bumthang on two wheels. 🇧🇹🏍️🍺 taken in Bhutan by @wwrmanila

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We began our ride from Thimphu under blue skies, but the weather today was a fickle companion. As we climbed higher, the sun gave way to rain, thick mist and fog, with mud, slippery corners, potholes, landslides, washed-out roads and one very close encounter with a cow. Waterfalls tumbled down the mountainsides, entire valleys disappeared into the mist, and the smell of wet pine filled the air as we made our way over Dochula (3,088m) and Lawa La (3,300m). It was wild, beautiful and, at times, a little intense.

Then, as we descended into Phobjikha Valley, everything changed. The rain stopped, the clouds thinned and a gorgeous, giant rainbow appeared right before our eyes. We had to stop the bikes and simply stare at nature’s majesty.

135km on the clock today. Tonight we sleep in a welcoming family’s farm stay. Tomorrow we roll on to Bumthang. 🇧🇹🏍️🌈 taken in Phobjikha Valley by @wwrmanila

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