I did not know that a place such as antelope Canyon existed. It is one of the most dramatic slot canyons that I have seen in my two years in Utah. About 100 feet deep. Majestically weathered Navajo sandstone, curving and winding, forming limitless illusions to even the most unperservering of imaginations. In the depths
I have to give it to the state of Utah for amazing efficiency in government. The irony is that Utahns hate the government. Pretty sure it goes back to The Utah War of 1857. It was a relatively uneventful skirmish, but apparently there are still some ruffled feathers. The expediency with which they execute the
Thirty five years old. I’m not sure if there has been a birthday in my thirties in which I haven’t thought back to being twenty and how I perceived people a decade beyond back then. They always seemed like they had it together. I guess I always assumed that by the time I got to
There are a few pieces of gear that I have spent way too much time thinking about. The lock is one of them. I had 4 main criteria when considering how we will keep our chariots secure: size weight quality price The Ottolock is a solid balance of the first three items. Think of a
Part I of this series was generally useless if you actually care about the logistics of planning for an extended stay in South America. This part will be a bit more dense and hopefully less entertaining. I say hopefully because I recognize that it is possible that you did not find the first post worth
Vaccines are an important part of traveling in the developing world. Our pampered immune systems are simply not accustomed to some of the ailments in other countries. As preparation I have been drinking from the toilet and eating raw pork. This is the first of at least two parts about my experience getting the necessary
One of the questions we get asked the most lately is where we will sleep. This blog could just as easily be named “The Places I sleep,” and it would have an equally dirty feel to it. For the better part of the next two years, we will be camping wherever we finish riding each
For the last 3 months I have had something on my todo list that I have consistently been kicking down the road. I look at it a few times a week and know it is something I should do, but procrastination gets the best of me. Today was the first time in a while that
I have fat feet. Well maybe not fat, but wide. They’re great for swimming, but sort of terrible when it comes to finding everyday shoes. Finding cycling shoes is a nightmare. I would honestly rather pepper my eggs with the crust of the bearded lady’s razor than wear a pair of cycling shoes. I quit