Freedom is a Bicycle
Riding a bike is freedom. Especially a bike loaded with a sleeping bag, shelter, and other such things to keep one alive in the mountains.
Human Powered
Like most things these days, wilderness exploration is suffering from an abundance of ease.
The Canyonlands
Nothing moved. No wind whispered. No critter made a sound. Silence pulsed. A pale pink encroached from the east. Sunlight peaked over the top of the mountains, brightening a labyrinth of stone and sand. Faded red outcroppings and tawny stone blocks engaged the morning light. Varnished sandstone walls glittered in the dawn. It was morning […]
The Always Answer: Ride
“Why?” Who cares why! Not everything needs explaining. Not everything needs reasons. Sometimes a thing is just worth doing. And I’ve made the choice that bikepacking is one of those things.
I Have Seen the Future
I want to ride my bike across towering mountain ranges and endless, empty deserts. I want to follow rutted dirt roads through thick pine forests until they become smooth dirt roads that glide across wavy farm land. I want to dodge thunder storms and eat greasy food at barely-there diners in towns with populations that could all fit on a school bus. I want to ride my bike from dark to dark.