The World Belongs to the brave.
I’m a raw adventurer seeking the experience of feeling alive in everything I do.
These powerful words have become the guiding force behind my journey.
I am Eva zu Beck.
A professional storyteller, travel TV host,
and an avid adventurer at heart.
Over the years, my passion for storytelling has led me to captivate audiences of 4 million adventurous souls worldwide. I dedicate my work to spreading the empowering message of Adventure, Freedom, and Friendship across the globe. This is an ongoing journey of embracing a more adventurous living way of life.
But it wasn't always like that..
Five years ago, I found myself living the typical corporate life of an over-achiever in London. I had a cushy, well-paid job that kept me anxious and chained to "the system," a relationship that appeared perfect on the surface, and an unhealthy attachment to material possessions for fulfillment.
As I went through life in a daze, I began to realize that this wasn't the reality I wanted to live. It was time for a change. I made the decision to quit my job, leave my personal life behind, bid farewell to London, and embark on a transformative journey. I booked a one-way ticket to Nepal, armed with nothing but a passion for storytelling and no previous qualifications in filmmaking. My heart was set on telling stories on YouTube.
Today,
What started as a seemingly crazy personal life project has blossomed into a vibrant community built around the spirit of adventure.
Every day, I strive to follow my heart and live the life I want—a wild and free life. Whether it’s a simple trail run, or a big epic adventure, I hope that my work can encourage people to seek out their own adventures.
Through my journey, I have connected with millions of people worldwide, spreading the message of Adventure, Freedom, and Friendship.
Freedom. Wildness. Friendship.
My mission as a content creator is to inspire others to seek out their own sense of adventure, to find what makes them feel truly alive, regardless of their location.
I am no longer a solo traveler.
Let me introduce you to Vilk.
From full time to part-time nomadic.
Living in my defender.
As I embark on this journey, I want to remind myself every day, how amazing it is to feel fully and deeply alive.
Happy me has energy.
Happy me love seeing the world.
Happy me wants to be strong physically and mentally.
Happy me loves having fun.
What about you, what makes you a happy you ?
My Grandfather’s Travel Advice.
When people ask me how I got into travel storytelling, I blame my grandfather.
He travelled the world in an era before Google Maps and cheap flights. Battling the bureaucracy of then-communist Poland only to obtain a permit to leave the country; stuffing his luggage with things he could sell abroad in exchange for local currency; hungry to see the world beyond the Soviet reality he lived in.
He left us the most precious gifts from each trip: “travel chronicles”, as he called them, meticulous records of everything he experienced abroad. Some are scribbled by hand, others typewritten, and I grew up devouring them just to bring myself closer to him after his passing.
I was going through his chronicles a couple of years ago when I stumbled upon these words. He must have scribbled them down while sitting in a minibus rocking its way down a rough road in the Tanzanian savannah.
“I’ve noticed something changing in me: I’ve lost all my rush. The miles no longer impress me. Whether there’s one hundred, two hundred or six hundred of them, they leave me indifferent, because I must cross that distance anyway.
So I’m not afraid of distances anymore. And the same applies to time. Whether I’m on the road for five hours or seventeen - what’s the difference? Either way, I must reach my destination.
I don’t get anxious about the slow, snail-like pace. I simply get into my vehicle and I drive so far and for so long, in absolute peace, until I finally reach the destination that I have set for myself.
I also don’t let the discomforts bother me, be it a hard seat, heat, dust, or the lack of water. All of this, in its own way, is beautiful and wonderful.
Whoever cannot adapt to this kind of life… in fact, whoever cannot come to love this kind of life, cannot be a true traveller.
To be a true traveller requires strength of character.”
I can picture him there, looking out of the window, circles under his eyes, his face slowly turning green. Still noticing the beauty.
My grandfather passed away suddenly in a car crash when I was 7 years old. But while his body may no longer be here, he has never really left my side.