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…
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 question at hand was whether Ranger Joe (our made up name for him) would have been as incredulous if I had picked up the…
We’ve already been moving for close to eight hours. The first four went pretty smoothly. The river was narrow and the channel well defined. Following…
I pop out of bed at 4:45. I’d spent the previous evening making sure the bikes were all ready to go for our 6 AM…
The sun has just set. The red rocks are glowing with the ending of the day and unfortunately, the wind is blowing. The little bit…
Oscillating. John and Shalena are out front, with Shalena pushing a pace that is as close as running without running I think I’ve seen. Kenny…
Gettin’ There – A Homeric Journey? It’s 1:27 when I finally roll into Superior. I’m angry. Ecstatic to finally be there, but angry. All the…