While 2017 ended our two-year bicycle journey that began in Oslo, Norway and ended in Medellín, Colombia, it by no means meant the end of our adventures. I try to stress that adventure doesn’t have to mean putting your dog on a plane, flying across the Atlantic, and cycling across 24 countries together. That is …
Adventure
If you haven’t read Part I, you should. As the wind gathered more force and the hail intensified, Jesse and I ambled on in meditative silence. The storm wasn’t so miserable. It wasn’t raining, so we weren’t wet, and it wasn’t all that cold. Nevertheless, we wanted to reunite with Dave, the sole member of …
I glanced up from lugging my heavy bike up the dirt path, which was caked with mud from the rains over the two previous days to see Dave sprinting down the hill with Sora trotting behind. When he reached me, he stopped to catch his breath, bent over, hands on his knees. “Did you know,” …