What to Wear to a Cross-Country Bicycle Trip
In photos we always seem to be wearing the same clothes because we ARE always wearing the same clothes. … More What to Wear to a Cross-Country Bicycle Trip
In photos we always seem to be wearing the same clothes because we ARE always wearing the same clothes. … More What to Wear to a Cross-Country Bicycle Trip
We have decided to end our TransAm on 1 October 2016. We even know where and what time: Long Sands Beach in York, Maine, around 11a. … More Planning for Splashdown
Of the three (hills, heat and headwinds), headwinds are the most dastardly, wicked, and evil. We hate wind. … More Hell on Wheels: Hills, Heat and Headwinds
Even though we try to cycle within 50 feet of each other, that means that we spend a LOT of “alone time”. So, really, the question is, “How do we keep from being bored out of our minds as we cycle across the country?” … More Staying Sane in the Saddle
Our cycling days through the midwest have been a blur. With the exception of South Dakota, where we spent extra time visiting national parks and monuments, we’ve been speeding through the states. … More Cycling through the Midwest
Initially I planned to photograph each roadside memorial and then realized that I’d end up taking hundreds of photos. Most days we pass at least one, and some days, dozens. … More Lives Cut Short – Roadside Memorials
One of the most surprising things on our cross country bicycle journey is how wonderful perfect strangers have been to us. Learning to accept that kindness wasn’t an automatic for us, though. … More The Kindness of Strangers
I’d always been mildly interested in visiting this part of Wyoming. The Wyoming plains were always beautiful with enough hills and periodic rock outcroppings to make them interesting. … More Wyoming – We Hardly Knew You
Google map lady had us zig zagging along country roads (not all of them paved) and except for a stretch along highway 119, we mostly spent the day cycling through farm land, including expansive fields of chest-high corn and broad swaths of knee-high wheat. … More Easing Back into the Saddle
You only knew Mom, (“Mamacita” to you) as a grandmother. She excelled at that. She was nurturing, gentle, and patient. I’m fairly sure you would never have guessed that as a child she was rebellious, mischievous, and almost always in trouble. … More Dedication #5 – Discovering Hidden Naughtiness
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