If I’m dreaming, don’t wake me. Please.
In case you missed my screams of joy followed by loathsome gloating on the interwebs, I got some pretty exciting news today. A few weeks ago I entered a contest on the Facebook for a cycling trip to Italy. It sounded…
Finding Yonder: The Abitibi Trail
Ninety-nine percent of great adventures end happily, and serve to inspire each other to step outside of our beige tupperware boxes and go farther. Do more. The other 1% – the adventures we don’t like to talk or think about…
Somewhere in the Santa Monicas
There has been some confusion (mostly on my part) about where exactly in California I went back in March. There has also been some confusion (again on my part) about where the Pacific Ocean is and which way is North,…
Finding Lake Casitas
I have begun to realize that while travelling, sometimes the best plan is to have no plan at all. The absence of a plan can open the door to all manner of experiences which would otherwise have gone unexperienced, bounded…
An Epic Day of Rest
After the century in Solvang, Ben and I decided (or rather our legs decided) a day of recovery might not be a bad idea. Among other things, this included a breakfast of trucker proportions at the amazing Cold Spring Tavern,…
Solvang Century: Welcome to Whine Country
Starting off the spring riding season with a one hundred mile ride might be considered imprudent by some. But when that one hundred miles happens to be through the beautiful Santa Ynez valley in Southern California, prudence is probably something…
California – The Arrival
Prologue: My recent trip to California to ride for a week was perfect in every sense but the fact that my day (and often night) job refused to be ignored. As a result, the evenings I normally would have spent…
Toronto the Good
Toronto gets a bad rap. And perhaps, after so many years of being considered (especially by those who live there) the only city in Canada, it is well-deserved. Canadians travelling abroad were bombarded by questions about The Big Smoke, even…