The day after Christmas, two people and two bicycles will be heading Southwest. Ari and I have big plans, and no plans, and we’re excited to share this adventure with you! I do cameras, Ari does audio stories, we both ride bicycles. Average nightly lows will be dropping towards 15 degrees Fahrenheit and we’re wondering about sleeping bags.
This should be good…
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My lungs are pumping, my heart’s racing, by brain is fizzing…I’d decided to mess around with my bike, and now I’m having some second thoughts. Continue reading
Why haven’t I done this before?!
Ernesto Guevara once commented on the way bums with wheels had a much easier time finding sympathy then bums without wheels. His motorcycle had finally broken beyond repair, but even a broken bike implied some level of class, whereas a bum of foot was just a bum.
And it’s true isn’t it? A hitchhiker with a crappy broken bicycle seems some how less sketchy then the same person with only a backpack, or at least that’s how many people see it.
Now, in reality my backpack is actually worth more then the old bicycle I pulled out of my parents shed, but after my recent border (not)crossing fiasco the added legitimacy of a bicycle seemed like a good move.
And I have to say…I’m impressed. Continue reading