675km Dauphin to Baudette “Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed Nothin’ seems to fit Those raindrops are fallin’ on my head, they keep fallin’ So I just did me some talkin’ to the sun And I said I didn’t like the way […] Read More »
555km Warman to Dauphin What would you do if you woke up tomorrow and found you’d won a million dollars? Since the earliest days of our trip, we’ve asked this question of everyone we spend an evening with. “Camels. I’d buy camels,” said a nomad in Morocco, explaining that camels were the gold standard in […] Read More »
I can still see him emerging from the sandstorm. Between the clouds of dust being whipped up in the Turkmenistan desert came a Chinese man on a bicycle so frail and with so little luggage, it seemed obvious that he couldn’t have come far. I should have known better. After all, few people get to […] Read More »
135km North Battleford to Warman Under a darkening sky in the farming town of Radisson, we were just packing a bottle of wine into our bags and getting ready to make a run for the campground when a wiry man in his 70s rolled up and blocked our way with his own bicycle. “Where are […] Read More »
394km Vegreville to North Battleford They say the winds blow from west to east in Canada. Cyclist after cyclist told us this. “It’s just the way things are,” they said. With this knowledge in hand, our trip towards Saskatoon had begun with the expectation of nothing less than tailwinds. Fools. What fools. Both them and […] Read More »
