Tara Austen Weaver

Cycling the Beara Peninsula

More from Tara in Ireland…

In the logistical craziness of the days and weeks that led up to my departure for Ireland, I would occasionally imagine myself, standing astride a bike and gazing off at emerald green fields rolling down to a rocky coastline and the endless ocean beyond. This vision reminded me of what I

Cycling the Beara Peninsula2017-04-24T02:32:11-07:00

Journeys with the Moon

Three years ago I flew from Asia to California on the evening of an August full moon. My flight departed Bangkok early in the morning and I had left the islands the day before in order to be ready for it. Down in the Gulf of Thailand, preparations were in swing for the Full Moon

Journeys with the Moon2015-12-21T23:03:18-08:00

Shikoku Pilgrimage


The slow boat for Shikoku departs Hiroshima at 8 a.m. Early one cloudy, May morning, my cycling companion and I carefully wheel our heavily loaded mountain bikes onto the lower deck of the small, rusty ferry. Tent poles and sleeping

Shikoku Pilgrimage2017-04-24T02:32:12-07:00

The Ring of Kerry

More from Tara in Ireland…

The first thing I do in the morning, since I’ve been cycling in Ireland, is to pull back the curtains from the window and look out in the hopes that I will see something remotely blue outside. To be honest, it doesn’t really happen, but every morning I hope to see

The Ring of Kerry2017-04-24T02:32:12-07:00