About Journey America
On July 8, 2012, Brazilian journalist Filipe Masetti Leite embarked on one of the most daring equestrian adventures attempted in almost a hundred years. This second-generation cowboy rode three horses through 12 countries from Canada to Brazil, following a dream passed down from his father and inspired by the legendary long-riders of the past. His 10,000 mile journey took him through hundreds of towns and ranches, down countless back roads, and over some of the most beautiful country on Earth. When you travel the world at three miles an hour, you experience every new place like a local, friendships are quickly made, and help given immediately and without question. More than anything, long riding is life-affirming and that is just one of many reasons why Journey America resonates with people everywhere. Read Filipe’s journal entries and check out the 90 dispatch videos from that first epic adventure here, then sit back and take a deep breath, because that was only the beginning…
In The End, Everything Works Out
A month has passed since I arrived home. My beard needs trimming and Dude has become a wild mustang once again. Two days ago he jumped the fence and spent half an hour putting on a bucking show around the farm. Frenchie and Bruiser watched unimpressed.
For the past 803 days I have lived as a vagabond… a saddle tramp. Riding from ranch to ranch. Pitching my tent on top of mountains and in national parks. Carrying everything I own in my packsaddle. Bathing in cold rivers. Sharing meals with those who have nothing and those who have it all. I have felt the gut-wrenching fear of facing off against grizzly bears and drug cartels. I have slept on top of my saddle blankets hundreds of times – many nights thirsty and hungry. I have woken up drenched from heavy rains. Ridden through snow, sandstorms, and earthquakes… These past 803 days have been lived intensely.
A week in Barretos
I arrived in Barretos on August 23rd and for the next seven days I played a part in the largest rodeo in Latin America. Everyday after the rodeo ended, and before the shows began, I entered the arena to sold-out crowds. It was an amazing experience I will never, ever, ever forget!
Arriving in Barretos
A helicopter flies overhead as we push forward. With a spotlight under its belly, the chopper illuminates our path. It is 9:30pm. We ride towards the lights and sounds spewing out of the largest rodeo in Latin America. My ponies’ manes blow uncontrollably in the breeze…