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Recollecting the Trip in its Entirety

A selfie, at a county park on Lopez Island, Washington Along the Big Sur Coast in California   I had published here an earlier draft of this synopsis, but apparently I also managed to inadvertently delete it all… oh well, I guess I can fall back on the...

And Finally Home

Each time I have encountered a “ghost bike” memorial along the road I have photographed it and posted it here. To me this is an important, indeed necessary, ritual. Beside honoring the memory of yet another cyclist killed while riding, it serves to remind...

Following Old Route 66 into Burque

I have lacked a decent New Mexico road map, so leaving Grants I depended on Google Maps’ route mapping for cycling, and that turned out to be a mistake. I followed the old Route 66, which paralleled the interstate highway. In the tiny town of San Fidel I stopped...

Back Home in New Mexico

I bought a bus ticket to Albuquerque but got off the bus in Gallup. I want these final four or five days of riding to be the roads home across New Mexico, until I roll down the rough dirt road to my home. This will form a final closure to the trip, and help me return...