Rebecca is also camped at the Drome, we went for a coffee break and to recharge our devices down the street. We were introduced way back in Mitchell, SD, and she’s working in video while living on her bike! We got to talking about things like the specific challenges...

I was actually a bit glad for the rainy morning, so I could work at the hostel without feeling like going out. When it passed, I got to see the American Wall of Death again at the Handbuilt Motorcycle Show!...

263 miles. Somewhere in Oklahoma, it turned into summer. It got hot and humid, in a way that made me nostalgic for childhood summers in Atlanta. The wildflowers are going crazy. That being said, Texas is starting to look like the background loop for a run cycle in animation,...

269 miles. The free campsite I was aiming for ended up being super creepy – hidden behind a disused, bad road. The sun was too low to turn around and head back into town, and the storm that I had been eyeing from a distance was catching up with me. I...

371 miles. A long day that ended with a Motel 6 (splurge!) in Amarillo, TX. I had a platonic meal with Dave, a working traveler I met while exploring the Cadillac Ranch. Things got existential when he started, “Work is work, but what do I have to offer the...

277 miles. The leftover Thai reminded me of the farewell lunch with Ambra. Also, the Goodland Travel Information Center is a most welcome rest stop with free camping. Forgot to mention 24-hour access to restrooms....

I feel accomplished....

It felt like a mini-rally, tearing around town with Jon and Ambra! Of course, it’s not a rally until someone’s bike breaks or won’t start, and you’re either freezing, wet, or both....

187 miles. Beautiful ride along the river with Paul along Rt 50 to Colorado Springs, then I continued onward to Denver. Met up with Ambra, whom I met at Vegas High Rollers, and her friend Jon for art and wine – First Friday!...