Olivier Fargeix, nickname « Papillon » was born in march 1966 in Paris 17th district.

At 20 year old, he left for the army, finished is classes at Hourtin, then straight to the maritime college of Lanveoc Poulmic in Bretagne he taught the horsemanship to the young student naval officer.

During this time an idea ripened in his mind. With the help of a friend who wanted to travel to Zaïre by bicycle. The idea took route. He resigned his contract to military service, then 15 days later the two find themselves at Bangui in Republique of Centre Afrique with their bicycles in the very heart of Africa. They crossed the entire northeast of Zaïre up to the region of the great lake ( Kiwu lake).Nearly 3000 km in bicycle in the center of Africa represent an unforgetable experience.

In 1989 depart from Marseille as a skipper of the 40 foot steel sailing boat on the way to the Canaries, Dakar, San Pedro in Ivory coast, crossing south Atlantic till  Ascension island, Recife and Jakare in Brazil.  Going up til Fortaleza, reach Belèm in delta of Amazonia.  Three months inside this fabulous delta till the “Mouth of the Xingu”, went out by Macapa delta till the french Guyana, north Venezuela, Trinidad and Tobago and finally the Caribbean.

April 1994, discovered South East Asia, he had a choice and pratice Buddhism for three month in the temple in Tathon close the Burmese border. Marvelous experience, very enriching. Very good feeling with the population.

February 1995 new departure for Indonesia. This time to approach this new continent in depth, by the means wich is considered best to discover any country on the road development : the bicycle.

The reason of the travel was to met the Dayak tribe on the Santarum Lake, west Borneo, about 2500 km on a fabulous journey.

Lessons of humility in the hands of the nature and  the great memories of a very strong humans vibrations.  Since Olivier has covered Indonesia by off-road motorcycle. From Medan, north Sumatra,

He has passed through Java, Sulawesi, crossing the island and the passage between them up until the aptly eastern most point Timor Timur (timur-east in Indonesia). He avoided as much as possible the major highways. Find places still isolated.

Little reads crossing the rice fields or muddy roads witch attack to the mountainside to arrive in the villages barely hanging off the peaks. He speaks Indonesian well. He speak enough Thai, Laotian and Burmese to get by. He share his experiences with the local.

These photos are the emotions which we can see again when we visit these countries. He has a definite preference for this fabulous Indonesia  archipelago.

Voyages rhymes with baggages, this is a space which one bring with you. A voyage is full of new vibrations which nourish you. You are always in search of new feelings. Each continent as his proper tonality and depending on the harmony which spring forth, one has more or less good feeling for the country.

Travel in a sort of magic drug, which carrie to your spirit a fabulous blossoming. It’s only on the movement and the change of the travel where experience never dies.