The other day, while riding down an especially busy stretch of Missouri state highway (with no rideable shoulder, to boot), we asked ourselves whether more people think us brave or foolish for riding our bikes across the country. We didn’t know. Needless to say, we sometimes think of ourselves as both brave and foolish, often … Continue reading
Earlier this year, the Montana State Senate made national news when legislators proposed creating a $25 “touring cyclist tax,” which would require visiting cyclists to buy a permit in order to ride on 2-lane roads state-wide. Senate President Scott Sales was the most outspoken about the proposal, saying that cyclists were self centered and rude … Continue reading
“Breathe on the world. Hold out your hands to it. When mornings and evenings roll along, watch how they open and close, how they invite you to the long party that your life is.” -William Stafford: “A Valley Like This”- We’re still getting into a routine: arise from tent at 7am, deflate and pack our … Continue reading
“It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them.” –Ernest Hemingway Over a year ago, when our love was only a small, tight bud, Jeff and I hatched a plan. It was a stormy night, maybe, and … Continue reading
“Well was were you when the train left town / I was standing at the corner with my head hung down / Hey that train that carried my girl from town / Hey hey hey hey hey” –Doc Watson- “No one has written the book of life,” he reminds me as we breach conversation, sitting … Continue reading
Nothing is mysterious, no human relation. Except Love. -Susan Sontag- They met under a tree in in late September, converging in the midst of their diverting trails to make a decision. She had left things scattered about his house the month before, in the bathroom with its cold, hard ceramic green tiles. She had left … Continue reading
I sit at my kitchen table on this overcast Sunday morning, warmed by tea and sheepskin slippers and classical music. My body feels strong and efficient and accomplished. Part of this grounded peaceful feeling has to do with eating healthy and maintaining an active body and mind. But mostly, it’s because I’m a two-wheeled evangelist. … Continue reading
We were born before the wind Also younger than the sun Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic -Van Morrison- August 2, 2014 on board M/V Kennicott, Alaska Marine Highway System I woke this morning to the gentle rocking of waves and the steady mechanical thrum of the engine below … Continue reading
“Our mission is to plant ourselves at the gates of hope- a different, sometimes lonely place, of truth-telling about your own soul first of all and its condition, the place of resistance and defiance, from which you see the world both as it is and as it could be, as it will be; the place … Continue reading
Amongst the trees we are safe as the sun strains to say its last words from behind a shawl of fog. It tells us secrets no one will know. You may also like: Feather Bed Shhhh… autumnal secrets Continue reading
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