The True Story of Karl Bushby’s Walk Around the World

With no set beds and no consistent roof, sleep became a puzzle Karl had to solve again and again. He studied the terrain like a soldier: where to lay his head, which way to point his tent, how to stay warm without lighting a fire that might attract attention.

He learned to trust his instincts—how a certain silence meant safety or a sudden gust signaled a change in weather. Some nights were deep and dreamless. Others were tense, with one eye open. But he trained his body to rest on command.