Wild Weather and Strange Beds
“We’re going to the storm shelter. Do you want a ride?” I’d just finished cooking my dinner when the campground … Continue reading Wild Weather and Strange Beds
Author: Gretchen Howell
Can you hear me?
Sometimes I think my bike trip is an excuse to listen to podcasts all day long. When my old iPod … Continue reading Can you hear me?
On Iowa
I spent a week writing, instead of riding. I came to Iowa City for the 30th Summer Writing Festival. Summer … Continue reading On Iowa
Big Wet Wisconsin Welcome
I’m nearly naked from the waist down as I write this, sitting in the laundromat of my RV park. That’s … Continue reading Big Wet Wisconsin Welcome
Laura Land
I noticed it on the map first: tiny letters near De Smet, SD. Little Town on the Prairie. Then I … Continue reading Laura Land
SoDak Close Encounters
There’s a buffalo outside my tent and it’s getting closer. Actually, there’s a whole herd of them. I try to … Continue reading SoDak Close Encounters
South Dakota – Way Better Than I Expected
At first, it was just more foul sleety weather. As tiny hail balls ping ponged off my face, I wondered … Continue reading South Dakota – Way Better Than I Expected
Days on the Plains
Wyoming is very flat. And straight. Even I can’t get lost. Some advice if you’re cycling north out of Cheyenne: … Continue reading Days on the Plains
What’s this white stuff?
The west side of Denver is super hip. It’s crisscrossed with bike paths, shiny architecture, and crowds of distracted tech … Continue reading What’s this white stuff?
Look at my Thumb
Does this look infected? The high altitude camping and cold weather is making my skin crack. Both my thumbs have … Continue reading Look at my Thumb
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