July 20 Taos, New Mexico IT’S 3 PM ON JULY 20th, 2010. I ride silently around Taos Plaza amongst the bustle of the summer tourist crowd and the scurry of food vendors preparing the plaza grounds for the annual Fiestas Read More
July 20 Taos, New Mexico IT’S 3 PM ON JULY 20th, 2010. I ride silently around Taos Plaza amongst the bustle of the summer tourist crowd and the scurry of food vendors preparing the plaza grounds for the annual Fiestas Read More
July 13 West of Dalhart, Texas DALHART, TEXAS, IS LOCATED 40 MILES from the New Mexico border, at an elevation of 3,984 feet. This morning, the Surly and I begin our trek towards Clayton, New Mexico, across 52 miles of the Read More
July 13, 2015 Leaving Dalhart, Texas As I depart Dalhart on this brilliant morning, GoogleMaps reports I am a mere two-hundred nine miles from Taos, New Mexico. The trip is almost over, and yet there is much more to discover. Read More
July 12 Dalhart, Texas I’M CAMPING IN DALHART, TEXAS, under a myriad of twinkling constellations and the cloudlike band of the Milky Way. Gazing up from the unprotected canopy of my small tent, the pure light of the millions of Read More
July 10 – Day 48 Chilicothe, Texas THIS JOURNEY IS UNFOLDING in a completely new time continuum, one where days are measured one pedal rotation after another, one moment after another. In the life I left behind, lack of time Read More
The Pink Glow of the Neon Clock July 3 – Day 45 Episcopal Church of the Good Shepherd Wichita Falls, Texas BEFORE I DEPART BOWIE, TEXAS, this morning, with rain falling and the clouds hugging close to the ground, Read More
June 20, 2010 – Bayou La Batre, Alabama AFTER SPENDING THE NIGHT at Trinity Episcopal Church, in Gulf Shores, Alabama—courtesy of Father Chris Coats and his wonderfully engaging assistant, Catherine—Tim and I depart for the 20-mile ride to Fort Morgan, Read More
June 12, 2010 – Pensacola, Florida AS WE DEPART NAVARRE BEACH, Tim and I meet heavy headwinds. The late afternoon brings lightning bolts, black thunderclouds, and the threat of flooding rain. The ride to Pensacola, which should have taken two Read More
June 6, 2010 – Navarre, Florida I have come to the realization that this cycling thing is an odd juxtaposition of realities. On the one hand, there is the physical process of pedaling about six to eight hours a day Read More
June 1, 2010 – Apalachicola, Florida I stop at the local library on 6th street to catch up on emails and do a little research on the road that lies ahead. A quick glance at the wall clock shows 5:00 Read More
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