Big Sur – A Fitting Finale

After a month of double bacon cheeseburger binges, dodging logging trucks, battling headwinds, and living off of my bike, the adventure has come to a close. There is no better place on the West Coast to end this trip than Big Sur. With steep winding roads, no bike lane, dramatic vistas, and beautiful blue water, the danger and beauty of Big Sur is a perfect summation of a month spent living on my bicycle. Having ridden further south before, I know that it’s not going to... Read More

Almost Home

As I started making my way into the familiar territory of the Bay Area, it was easy to get focused on returning home. While the obstacles of the road have their charms, the idea of modern luxury seemed overwhelming. Not long from now I’ll no longer have to deconstruct and construct my home at the start and end of each day. I’ll no longer have to ration clean underwear on quests for a laundromat. In a few days I’ll be trading in my damp sleeping bag for a dry, cozy bed.... Read More

Big Hill – No Brakes

  After my cold, wet, and stressful trip to the hospital, my outlook has improved considerably. Yes, my ankles still itch pretty badly, and yes, my tent and sleeping bag are both cold and wet when I pull them out at night. However, the fact that I feel mildly confident there aren’t tiny parasitic bugs burrowing in my skin is a huge comfort. That’s not to say the foul weather hasn’t posed considerable challenges… It had been raining consistently for... Read More