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Small Town New Year
It’s been almost 3 months since Jack and I hopped off our bikes for the last time in Escalante, Utah. We both haven’t ridden since. Just kidding. We’ve actually both been on our bikes a fair bit, from commuting during my wilderness medicine instructor course in Salt Lake for three weeks in November, to Jack…
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Stabling our Ponies
We resume our story post Great Divide, post Cal’s wedding, having cast aside our pagan willow wreaths and once again donning our sticky, sticky salt encrusted helmets, with a 5000 ft paved climb up Mt. Lemmon outside of Tuscon. We got up at 4:30am and set off from the heart of Tuscon, to avoid the…
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It’s Dry and Windy, Don’t Freak Out, Jack
Posted from Grants, NM The blog posts are becoming harder to write as the desert sun and wind desiccates our once juicy brains into dense walnuts. It’s been a long, dry road as of late. The state of Colorado is mostly a desert as far as our trail is concerned, and the camperized sprinter vans…
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Bears, Parents, Bikepackers and the Llama Ranch
Posted from Llama Ranch, MT outside Helena I’m highly suspect that the Canadians have been herding all the bears to their side of the border. In our month biking in the States, we had no contact or sign of them. Upon arriving to Canada, they had domesticated grizzlies handing out small shots of maple syrup…
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Bush Mechanic Special
Posted from Missoula, MT “East of there, the infamous and stunning Magruder Corridor and another crossing of the Bitterroot Mountains begin – 90 miles of rough and taxing dirt and 4×4 roads sandwiched between two of the largest Wilderness areas in the Lower 48. Do not underestimate this section – it is demanding, exposed, incredibly…
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Eating Cookies/Not Riding Our Bikes for a Day
Posted from: Stanley, ID. Post written a few days back without cell service. On day 14 of our trip we are finally taking a rest day at Easely Hot Springs outside of Ketchum, ID. We have cookies, pancake batter, potstickers and a very small box of wine, which is a great start to rejuvenating our…
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Alaska Training Camp
Many folks have asked us how we are training for such a long and strenuous bike tour. I wish we could say we are currently ripped cyclotrons but the hard fact is that not much actual biking has been taking place on account of going to Brazil for a wedding, moving out of our house…
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The Rigs!
Like any good bikepackers, we can’t start pedaling without first dedicating an entire post to our majestic steeds. Jack I am riding a 1992 Trek Singletrack 970 in the delightful “sour grape” color. In ‘92 this was a high tech mtb race machine, but based on its minty fresh paint job it probably sat in…
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