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– …
For those who don’t know yet; I’m leading a bike tour across the country on the historic Trans America Trail. It looks like this: A brief backstory is that this will not be my first long ride. I’ve ridden a few couple-hundred-milers fully loaded, and one big ‘un from Canada to Mexico on an outrageously big bike. …
Ok… a tent footprint? Really? Yes, really. My story, its nuances, and why I am making this footprint will all come out in due time, I suspect. In the meantime, please enjoy this simple, money-saving DIY project you too can do at home in 20 minutes!! The Problem: Today’s tents are such fantastically gossamer lightweight …
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