The combination of being tired, back on the beat-up trail, and going directly into a headwind while the temperatures started to drop wasn’t exactly a recipe for a wonderful end to the day.

She was now free to explore the world at her own pace.

I started to wonder if maybe Captain was there in spirit, acting as my guardian angel.

“The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality.”

- Emily Dickinson

I learned a valuable lesson in evaluating my surroundings for potential hazards

These are the types of days I cherish.

“This was their territory and they weren’t about to let anybody travel through…”

We managed to go out on a high note for the year as the dogs had been dressed to impress.

Our route through Othello itself was fairly unremarkable aside from all the vegetables….

These weren’t just any kind of thorns though, they were the dreaded “goatheads”.

We had dodged a bullet, both figuratively and literally.

As I pressed down to push the first pump of air into the tire, my tire pump exploded…

We tried to leave only to find that we were trapped inside….

The tunnel was so dangerous that anyone who wanted to go through it had to stop and sign a waiver….

I had to come to terms with reality…our bicycle touring adventure was over.

“I received results back this morning and wanted to touch base with you….”