It is always hard to leave home when the riding is good where you’re at…but we also know the eye-opening inspiration that one gets from new experiences. With that in mind, Kristi and I set off last January to take part in the first annual JayP’s Fat Pursuit race in Island Park, Idaho.
Germany is a country I enjoy being in. I have also found some amazing friends that happen to be German. Peter Bumgartner happens to be one of those friends. A conversation with him over beers kicked off a spark that grew into the forest fire of this bikepacking trip.
It seemed like a cruel time to realize my overreach but the message was clear––I had grossly underestimated Iceland.
It rained for three days straight in West Yellowstone. Not just a drizzle, but a full-on, soaking downpour for hours on end. We stayed huddled in an inexpensive cabin waiting for the gray cloud to lift.
There are always those rides that are long and grueling that you will add to the list of great rides, but sometimes whom you are riding with can make a ride even more memorable. During our recent family vacation to Colorado I experienced one of those rides with my oldest son, Carlos.