Bigger adventures needing more than a weekend away from Portland
Ha. That title is a joke to myself, since as I was writing this I was laughing to myself about the idea of turning it into a semi-satirical, clickbait how-to article full of fake-authoritative bike-touring relationship advice. The idea of writing any sort of how-to article about relationships is hilarious …
If we’ve talked in real life since I’ve gotten back from our cross-country trip, you’ve probably heard me talk about this, in which case, apologies. But something that I loved so much over three months of bike travel and that I’m trying so hard to keep up in real life …
Heh. Not really a fake post, but I’ve started some sort of post-trip post a bunch of times now, and what always happens is this: I write a little I try to pick some sweet pictures I look back at what I’ve written and I hate it I get annoyed …
We’re back in Portland and back to “real life” now, and I’m pretty overwhelmed with the idea of trying to tie our whole amazing three-month trip up into a neat bow here — so instead, here’s a random look at an unexpectedly awesome thing we found: a bike path almost …
