Happy Drunkcyclist Day!
It’s the most wonderful day of the year! Well, really it’s just like any other day for people like us. A day we carve out Continue reading Happy Drunkcyclist Day!
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
It’s the most wonderful day of the year! Well, really it’s just like any other day for people like us. A day we carve out Continue reading Happy Drunkcyclist Day!
Thursday. suddenly it is 9am PST and I’m at the airport sucking on the first bloody mary of the day to curb the previous evening’s Continue reading Let’s Party
It’s as if at a youthful and vulnerable age one will latch onto the meaning of something, and become it. Perhaps this is how we Continue reading From Baja to Alaska Required a Stop in Sedona
So that was it, in an excerpted form. After 20 blog posts I have pretty much summed up my Baja tour in an easy’ish to Continue reading Baja The End (But Not Really)
It’s been interesting living through this recent boom of bicycle touring. So many people in my orbit are out there taking the long ride, sharing Continue reading #IsThisBikepacking ?
The grind continued. I feel like I slowed down. At least in the mornings rolling out of my bag. I again packed up, this time Continue reading La Purisma, San Javier, San Isidro, the Comundu Municipality…
The span from San Ignacio to Mulege was 5+ days including a stop in San Juanico Continue reading FFWD: Mulege
When I arrived in San Ignacio I arrived to a begining – or a continuance since BdLA – of relief. I had held onto what Continue reading San Ignacio por un Siesta
I met up with Brian Miracle again in San Ignacio. It was a slough from Vizcaino to get there, same as all the other days Continue reading Vizcaino to San Ignacio
One by one, after a 50+ mile day climbing out of the Bahia de los Angeles, the dogs said hello. It was rad. Each just Continue reading The Dogs of Piedra Blanca
Happy hump day. I figure we’re due for a Baja break and I want to talk about some history after posting up an old photo Continue reading Leadville Trail 100 MTB, 2005 Recap
This one’s a little rough but that is poignant because leaving Bahia was a little rough. If anything, Bahia was a place to stay. As Continue reading Escape from the Bay of L.A.