We awake well rested and high spirited for the day. We’ve had two easy days of pedaling that have both ended in ways that far…
The clouds are hanging low as I pull into the Zen Trailhead. There’s been a light rain coming down all morning. The ground is wet,…
“Casa Belen!” We are riding past a pickup soccer game in a small town on the south coast of Cuba. It’s toward the end of…
I wrote this piece almost 4 years ago. The sentiment holds true 100% and most of my predictions have unfortunately become more and more apparent.…
It’s dark, about 9 PM. There isn’t a soul out in it. The wind is howling and it’s cold. Everyone has been in bed for…
The cracks reach out in every direction. The sun has just barely crested the mountains to the east. The first rays of sunshine break through…
As the title suggests, this is the 3rd chapter in this story. You can read the first here. Chapter 3 I can’t help but think about…
My alarm goes off at its typical 5 am. I’m jammed into the bed of the ’94 Toyota pickup truck that I’ve just learned has…