One last storm. Or so I hope.
The ride from Pie Town to Silver City, just 120 miles from the Mexican border, proved to be a little more challenging than we were expecting. The gauntlet was thrown down one last … [ Read More → ]
Bike tourers like to daydream. After all, those long, open roads furnish a lot of thinking times. Life thoughts to be processed, aspirations to be shared, views to be aired. So after the Night of the Fire Vigil, Jeff, Jason … [ Read More → ]
At last! I’m back on the Great Divide Mountain Bike ride, having deviated off route after hitting a few massive storms, like this one and this one. I’m also now riding with brothers Jeff and Jason, who I … [ Read More → ]