About Journey America
On July 8, 2012, Filipe Masetti Leite, a Brazilian journalist based out of Toronto, embarked upon one of the most daring journeys of the 21st Century. The second-generation cowboy is riding two horses through 12 countries in North, Central and South America – a lifelong dream passed down from his father and inspired by Aime Tschiffelly’s 1925 ride from Argentina to Washington D.C. Filipe is traveling on horseback to explore, learn and engulf himself in the simplicity of a “natural way of life”. Riding through hundreds of towns and villages on his nearly 10,000 mile journey, he’ll engage with locals to hear their stories, sharing the most compelling narratives he finds. All the while you will see his personal footage updated weekly and follow his exact GPS coordinates on OutWildTV. Come along and experience Filipe’s adventures and pitfalls while he experiences the wilderness, cities and towns of the Americas on his epic journey home.
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…