Adventure

Path To Be Discovered

When I was a kid, all of my neighborhood friends would cruise around our town, population maybe 1200, in our Kmart Huffys like we owned the streets. We found ways to get hurt creating games like “bicycle freeze tag” or “who can make it down the slide first”. And the ultimate challenge was being able to successfully bike to the summit of Cemetery Hill (a quick detour to Strava showed me this was a whole 0.5mile and 200ft). At some point the Huffy was gone, probably sold off in the town yard sale, and bikes were forgotten about. It wasn’t until 2013 when I was re-introduced into the world of cycling. I picked up a used hybrid, flatbar, aluminum Cannondale for $300 off of Craigslist and set out of my first bikepacking adventure. The rest is history.

My Vermont Super 8: South Lobe Recap

"What did I just go through?” were the final words I blurted out while crossing mile 376 to complete the South Lobe of the Vermont Super 8 route. It was 2 days, 14 hours, and 44 minutes since I had left Montpellier, VT to embark on my first self-supported ultra bikepacking challenge. Man, did I pick a doozy.

Moving To The Middle of Nowhere

My Gravel Biking Experience In The Upper Valley

I was working as a traveling physician assistant jumping from state to state for a little over two years when a friend messaged me about a job opportunity in New Hampshire. I had nothing to lose by checking it out. A few months later, I hopped on a plane from San Francisco to Boston, rented a car, and drove to the middle of nowhere. The further from Boston I got, the fewer the cars, the thicker the woods, the more mountains appeared. The small “city” I arrived in had a single coffee shop, only one option for basic genres of food, and no one in sight past 8PM. What were people doing here?