Round the World Bicycle Tour since 2006
Private Road. No Trespassing. We’d learned to love navigating with online maps, but his time they’d steered us wrong. Did we continue? No way. We were riding Eastern Oregon, a place some claim is the Redneck Capital of America. Most
“Those roads are probably still buried under three feet of snow. You’ll have a tough time making it through.”The forest ranger in McCall confirmed what we’d begun to fear: it was still too early in the season to attempt the
One last ride across the University of Montana campus and we were ready to roll. A familiar feeling of intense excitement mixed with melancholy swept over me. Montana felt like home and it was hard to leave. I liked Missoula