[This is the fourth and final entry about my biking trip down the East Coast with my wife Sarah] We heard from Adela. Her plan to hitch-hike from Surf City to Raleigh, North Carolina, did not go well. Actually, it didn’t go at all. To return to my Steve Martin movie reference, Adela didn’t even … Continue reading Biking the Atlantic Coast – The End
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Biking the Atlantic Coast – Part Three
[This is Part 3 of a series on my bicycle ride down the East Coast with my wife Sarah] “It’s called dispersed camping.” Sarah and I just bumped into a long-distance bicycle rider—our first of the trip. Her name is Adela Wagner. Like us, she’s traveling south. Unlike us, she is camping every night. For … Continue reading Biking the Atlantic Coast – Part Three
Biking the Atlantic Coast – Part Two
[This is Part 2 of a series on my bicycle ride down the East Coast with my wife Sarah] "It feels like there are alligators here," I think as I try to sneak out of the tent in the early morning darkness. Despite my best efforts, I’m super loud. Sarah rolls over and tries to … Continue reading Biking the Atlantic Coast – Part Two
Biking the Atlantic Coast – Part One
[This is Part 1 of a series on my bicycle ride down the East Coast with my wife Sarah] "What did you get me into?," Sarah says as my head hits the pillow. It's a cold Sunday night in Minneapolis. We are leaving at 5AM tomorrow morning for Virginia in our rented minivan and the … Continue reading Biking the Atlantic Coast – Part One
We’re Biking the Atlantic Coast
[This is the introduction to a four-part series on my bicycle trip down the Atlantic Coast with my wife Sarah] "What should we do this fall?," I asked Sarah recently. Our youngest had just left for college. I'm at a break in my career. I was itching to do something big and not squander this … Continue reading We’re Biking the Atlantic Coast
Empty Nest Adventures – Part One
In August, our youngest child Jimmy left for UW-Madison. After a quarter of a century of being full time parents with kids at home, my wife Sarah and I are now empty nesters. We have no fall sporting events to attend. The house is eerily quiet, the dishwasher takes three days for us to fill … Continue reading Empty Nest Adventures – Part One
Biking Home
It takes me around 5 hours to drive the 295 miles between our home in Minneapolis and our cottage outside of Watersmeet, Michigan. I’ve driven the route countless times. It’s a chore. The Drive For years I’ve thought about making the trip in a different way. In a way that would turn that chore into … Continue reading Biking Home