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5:30 PM is approaching fast. I’m still at work and as these things tend to go, the boss pops in last minute and wants to…
Everything is sticky. I’m sticking to my sleeping pad, sticking to my quilt, sticking to myself. A breeze blows through every couple of hours and…
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…