I never did take a big bike trip this year — which I’m not really so sad about, given the circumstances, though maybe a little sad. I still had some pretty good adventures in a stupid and crazy COVID year, so I feel pretty thankful about that, lose-myself-in-the-wilds bike trip …
“I like maps, because they lie.” Wisława Szymborska, “Map“ . Looking for a poem recently that I’d read in a writing workshop earlier this year, I came across something I’d halfway written about an old bike-and-backpack trip to Mt St Helens. It’s a story I’d meant to write about here …
Well, folks: I’ve been back from my bike trip for a while now and have had about zero motivation to blog about it for some reason. But I DID make a map, cuz I am a giant map nerd. So if you’re curious about route, here’s what it was like: …
Heh. That’s right — this chica is parked in a public library in Idaho, taking a break from baking my brain on the long-sunny-hot ride in from Montana. I didn’t really have a chance to write about it before I left, but this still mostly the beginning of a three-week …
