Day 20 episode 20: "nothing important happened today" I left Colorado today and rode NE into Nebraska. I should say that I rode THROUGH Nebraska as fast as possible. Which is not very hard to do seeing that hwy 80 has a speed limit of 75, with cars passing by at 80mph, and trucks barreling down the hwy creating wind rifts that are not very bike friendly. Nebraska also smells like Cow Poop -- Which is why I am now in Iowa -- I'm not sure it's any ...

Day 19 I feel like I've been gone for longer. Today was another day to just put as many miles in the books as I possibly could. I left green river, and rode east on Hwy 70. Once in Colorado, it was a gorgeous ride through the rockies, past all the yellow aspens, and ski/snowboard resorts like Vail (which is where I stopped for lunch) I love Vail, its so beautiful there! I've done this route before, many many moons ago by car with a girlfriend at the time. So, ...

Day 18 I'll put my injuries in a box... My lips are so chapped. before I get flooded with tons of messages saying to put on chapstick, I'll save you all the trouble, I have been putting on the blistex like mad, but lately the sun has been winning out. In Death Valley yesterday, We hit high's of about 107 all day. It was hot, to say the least. Even in Vegas it was still hot and the bikes were on fire, running hotter then they ever have. Death Valley was a prett...

Day 16 CRASH! Insert every curse word you've ever heard right here Lets get this out of the way... I had an accident today and crashed the bike. IM OK. just pissed off, and annoyed and disgusted. We were on route to Bodie. Bodie is a ghost town from the 1800's and one of the very few left in the country. We however never made it. The road to Bodie is 13 miles down a small little winding road that literally sits in the middle of the desert of nowhere califor...

at such speeds, thing's fly... Day 15 There once was a boy who built a flying machine. He was a quiet boy and no one ever paid him much attention, with the one exception of his great grandmother. She was a kind old lady, with little glasses over her part asian eyes, though the boy never knew where the asian part came from. He loved his great grandmother, and she in turn adored him. He spent every day perfecting his flying machine. It was a huge majestic thing ...