Slowly and Without Plan — Bicycle Touring in Thailand

“A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving.” – Lao Tzu, Philosopher & Writer After an ungodly amount of flight time and a restless night sleeping on uncomfortable lawn-style chairs in the Hong Kong International Airport, we safely landed in the riverside city of Chiang Mai in Northern Thailand. With…

Cycling the Contours of New Zealand’s South Island

“It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them.” – Ernest Hemingway As I gazed out at the snow-covered mountain tops, the only sounds I could hear was the blood pumping in my ears, in chorus with…

Unexpected Intrusions of Beauty – Cycling New Zealand’s North Island

“Unexpected intrusions of beauty. This is what life is.”  — Saul Bellow, author When it comes to bicycle touring, every day is different than the last. With each new sunrise comes different weather, winds, and a multitude of unexpected obstacles — like a herd of sheep in the middle of the road or multiple magpies swooping…

A Feeling of Freedom — Cycling the California Coast, Part 1

“Let me tell you what I think of bicycling. I think it has done more to emancipate women than anything else in the world. It gives women a feeling of freedom and self-reliance. I stand and rejoice every time I see a woman ride by on a wheel…the picture of free, untrammeled womanhood.” — Susan…

On Change: the Terrifying and the Beautiful — Cycling the Oregon Coast

“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.” — Leo Tolstoy It is a truth universally acknowledged…that change can be quite intimidating. Yet, despite some uncomfortable moments of transition, after a few weeks on the road we have found that change can also be a beautiful thing. Three years ago,…

Two Wheels to Move the Soul — Cycling out of Washington State

“Four wheels move the body, two wheels move the soul.” It was about six days into our journey bicycling from our home of Tacoma, Washington to Patagonia when we rode into Forks — a quaint little logging town only really on the map because of Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight series. It was here that we bumped into…