WHO & WHY - A LONG ROAD HERE

The story behind the Sixty Scout… and the person bringing it back to life.

Some people grow up knowing their passion. Mine revealed itself slowly, one muddy track, one worn-out piece of gear, one purposeful journey at a time.

By day, I work in solution design, systems, data, websites… yeah, I’m a tech nerd. It helps pay the bills and lets me build things that help people quietly. I’m good at it. But there’s more to life than screens.

A big part of who I am happens far from any office. On motorcycles, in places where maps fade and roads disappear. Riding with small, talented teams into remote regions, delivering aid and support to communities that even charities struggle to reach and we offer to help.

Some of my best memories come from these rough edges of the world: delivering school supplies, water filters, sanitary items, or medical aid. Giving a local charity or small business a helping hand. Sometimes, just rolling into a dusty village or town, doing wheelies for kids who’ve never seen anything like us before, it makes their day.

In those moments, bikes aren’t just bikes. They’re tools for connection, access, and impact.

Australia, Papua New Guinea, Madagascar, Namibia, Mongolia, all different landscapes, same truth: people everywhere deserve a chance to thrive.

These self-funded expeditions have shaped me more than any job title ever could. Call them missions, not holidays. They stay with you long after the engine cools.

And that’s part of why the Scout sat waiting for years. Not abandoned,  just patiently swapped for work that mattered more at the time, alongside family life. Responsibilities grew, and the old truck waited its turn. Through every expedition, every country, every stretch of road, the Scout was always in the back of my mind, a reminder of where I started, with fond memories of my Pa and Dad, a permanent project that refuses to fade.

So here’s the thing: I don’t want to choose between the two parts of my life.
 The adventures, the people we help, the miles of dirt… and the Scout, a small legacy and story I want to continue with my own kids.

This project, the electric rebuild, the merch, the storytelling, keeps both fires alive:
Fuel for the Scout. Fuel for the next missions.

If you’re reading this, you’re already part of the journey. Thanks for getting this far. And if you choose to follow further or support the build: it’s not just about restoring a truck. It’s about restoring time, purpose, and the ability to keep doing work that truly matters.

The Scout will drive again. And so will the next mission.

Scout the Planet. Lets do some good.