It seems fitting that my first night back in Texas be spent in the desert like environment of the White Sand Hills in Monahans, west… Read More »Day 14: Back in Texas

I am in Mayhill, New Mexico, tonight, with almost 4,100 miles behind me.  While I listen to U2’s Magnificent, I look back at a day… Read More »Day 13: Gripping the Handlebars

I am spending the night in Durango, Colorado, after one of the longer rides in this journey.  It is already dark, and in the background… Read More »Day 12: The Best Ride – The Shortest Post

Not a lot of riding today.  Probably no more than 22 miles total.  However, happenings are not measured by distance traveled, aparently. Last year, when… Read More »Day 11: Kodachrome Moments

I have arrived in Cannonville, Utah, late this afternoon, having now 3,178 miles behind me.  Cannonville is a small town nestled in South West Utah,… Read More »Day 10: The compass now points East

Today I decided to get into Death Valley from the North.  This meant that I would actually take  quite a roundabout route from Beatty, through… Read More »Day 9: The last day in Death Valley and the Coyote says Adios.

It is September 11, and to start out, my prayers are with the for all the victims, in the widest sense possible, of the 9-11… Read More »What day is is now? 8?

I thought today would be an easy ride.  Now, with 2,200 miles behind, I am not sure it was.  There were no major hazzles along… Read More »Day 7: Into Beatty, the Gateway to Death Valley

After a pleasant night sleep in Bluff, where various pieces of equipment were hanging from the rafters in my room to dry off the rain… Read More »Day 6: Do Not play with the animals

Tonight I am writing this entry from the Cotton Wood Stake house in Bluff, Utah. I remember this place from a time Adelina and I… Read More »Day 5: Heron Lake to Bluff: did anyone say rain?