Day 75, the most desolate place
This has to be the most epic place I've brewed coffee so far. And here is my campsite: The tree didn't do much to mitigate the »
Day 74, Cody, home of the rodeo
Hoping to beat the heat, I was on the road by 7am. Feeling hungry about an hour into the ride (and not satisfied by the earlier »
Day 73, separate ways
Upon leaving the Canyon Village campground, Keith and I were immediately greeted by a herd of buffalo crossing the road. One stood in the center and »
Day 72, Yellowstone
I thought my coffee in the morning was good. Keith carries his own beans, grinder and an ultralight, collapsible pour-over system. Imagine a wire coil, when »
Day 71, a fellow cyclist
Emerging from the National Forest road, a brutal headwind hit me. But I wouldn't let it get to me - just keep pedaling. I opted to »