Our last days bikepacking in Cuba took us from Bahia Onda back to Havana. There was a lack of water and way too much water…
I keep telling myself that it is just getting dark and that it hasn’t actually gotten dark, but that’s just me kidding myself. Not that…
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,…
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…
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…
Before I even knew I was air born I hit the ground. I had reached the place where the motion is ticked into the back…
What letter are we on? This year was one that started with lots of plans. Of those plans, none of them considered that the desert…
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…