My Cross-Country Bike Tour

All right, so I’m officially not in Kansas anymore. Kansas wasn’t quite what I expected. I didn’t get to pull uninterrupted centuries through the state, I didn’t get to visit the Cosmosphere and Space Center, and—perhaps worst of all—I wasn’t able to reenact my “Fields of Gold” daydream. Oh well…better luck next time.
 
Moving on…today I […]

Exotic animal farm (check Day 48) and other interesting stuff.

Kansas is flooding. It’s been a rough few days—I’ve been gunning it to reach Missouri before any more of my route slips underwater.
 
I had fairly pleasant weather up until Bazine, which I rode through a few days ago, but clouds started gathering soon after I left. A few folks at a gas station at the […]

The nice thing about towns in Kansas is that you can see them coming. Each one that I’ve passed through so far has a towering white grain elevator situated within the city limits, a sort of sentinel that seems to sit watch over the modest buildings below. These grain elevators are visible from miles and […]

It’s been an eventful past few days. My rest day in Pueblo, which I spent at the Pueblo Inn and Conference Center, ended with an unpleasant surprise: my first flat. Fortunately, it was only the front tire, but I had never patched a flat on this bike before and I wasted a good hour and […]

Hoosier Pass is no more. Two days ago I made it up from Kremmling to Breckenridge, just 11 miles from the top of the pass. Thanks to Pam from the Breck Inn, I was able to spend the night indoors before tackling the pass the next morning.
The ride up from Kremmling was gentle; only the […]

Today was a short day; I made under 60 miles. I’m currently at the Red Mountain RV Park right outside of Kremmling, CO. Over the past few days, I’ve met westbound cyclists on the road with increasing frequency. The novelty of stopping to talk and exchange stories has somewhat worn off; on occasion I’ve just […]

I made it to the Old Homestead RV Park a few miles past Rand, a one-street town completely devoid of human inhabitants. The campground is located a little ways into the woods and, as far as I can tell, I’m the only person here. Unfortunately for me, a welcoming party of Colorado mosquitoes descended on […]