2/25/17 Writing is a funny thing. Or maybe bike tour is a funny thing. Actually both are. During the day as I pedal and explore the world with all my senses, I’m positively a-twitter with poignant observations, and clever sentences I just can’t wait to share. Sometimes it feels like my head could explode with …
2/17/17 I honestly can’t believe I’m sitting here writing this. I’ve spent the majority of the day in front of a computer screen of some sort. It is a labor of love to write a blog, more emphasis on labor when wifi is only spottily available in public plazas and you’ve got writing and …
Having paid my proper respects to the journey that started it all– I now continue this blog with the latest and greatest adventure. Cuba. Once again I must bow my head in deep gratitude for the honor to be here as an ambassador from Adventure Cycling Association. Cuba’s rich, colorful culture, gentle weather and landscape, …
I don’t know what song that line came from, but it’s apt for the moment right now. This blog is meant to cover all that I encounter in my adventures on bike. The yoga– the yoking together– of the observations, meditations, revelations and physical permutations of all that goes on while pedaling through this life …
I only had time to express Kansas’ lingering golden impressions once I’d crossed out of its predictably flat, agrarian borders. And in keeping with this trend, I would like to speak to crossing into the proper West, now that not one butTWO states have rolled by. Colorado. How is it that as soon as we …
Now that I’ve crossed the border into Colorado, I feel that not another day may go by without writing about the magic of Kansas. I realize the sentence fragment “magic of Kansas” is one not oft used. Understandably. I personally was not prepared for any magic whatsoever. What, with 400+ miles of absolutely straight, slightly …
So I am chalking it up to three factors why It has been so difficult to organize my thoughts into worthwhile bits suitable for sharing of recent. I bet you can guess what they are from the title of this post. And I’m going to start with the last one on the list. Hills. Picture …
I’ve been playing with the idea of chronicalling my travels one way this summer by reviewing all the yoga studios I get to visit along the way. Of course, the success of this idea will depend entirely on how much time I am able to spend actually taking yoga classes on this trip. This will remain …
Time is beginning to bend and melt into a river marked by events which it flows around like rocks in a creek, rather than any numeric delineations contrived in the human mind. As such, it feels simultaneously like I have not yet even begun this journey, and that I have been out here a very …
And begin well it has. Truthfully, I don’t believe it could begin any better. Eight intrepid souls converged on May 2cnd, many of them having ridden for many days already, fully-loaded. Eight-plus-one intrepid souls came together around a table in a breakfast room at an inn in Colonial Williamsburg –and with wit, intelligence, and kindness– …
