566km Lakeview to Pendleton It was the settlement of Wagontire that broke through the heatwaves and created the first bump on the horizon we’d seen since leaving Lakeview for another long and lonely stretch on Route 395. “Please let them have ice cream,” thought Friedel. “And a shower.” “Something cold,” said Andrew. “Anything.” We never […] Read More »
605km Davis to Lakeview It’s a hot, hot day when we set out from Davis. It doesn’t matter that we rise at 5:30am and start out an hour later. Already we can feel the strength of the sun rising to the east and our water bottles, which we froze in Dave and September’s freezer the […] Read More »
241km San Francisco to Davis When I go biking, I repeat a mantra of the day’s sensations: bright sun, blue sky, warm breeze, blue jay’s call, ice melting and so on. This helps me transcend the traffic, ignore the clamorings of work, leave all the mind theaters behind and focus on nature instead. I still […] Read More »
Welcome to America We weren’t even off the plane and we were preparing ourselves for the worst. “What do you think we should put down for this question?” we asked one of the Air New Zealand staff, gazing at the blank space where U.S. customs wanted us to declare all the countries we’d visited before […] Read More »
So, while we’ve been pedalling and blogging, we’ve also been doing a few things behind the scenes that we haven’t really talked about on here much. And since we’re going to be busy packing up our bikes for our flight to America, cleaning all our gear and doing all sorts of other boring but necessary […] Read More »
