Tag 2025 Pre Tour

The long and winding road….

  So what if… What if you lost all your possessions, like those whose homes are sucked into an abyss by a Cat 5 hurricane or those who have fled from their homes to save their lives? To escape tyranny…

A place for every thing and every thing in its place!

The pendulum swings back and forth, back and forth with each second ticking by. The sound of time echos in the tile entry way…click, click, click. Moments fleet. Anticipation builds. We continue to prepare for our launch…for our journey.

A metamorphosis has occurred, from bike rider to cyclist to adventure cyclist. We learned so much during our 2023 tour and are building on this knowledge. We’ve decided to do things a little differently this time now that we better understand what it’s like to live on the bike for 3 months.

T minus 27 days before the Roadrunner Tour 2025 begins!

So when life gives you lemons...you Zwift.
Love this virtual cycling world that allows us to be tour ready when things don't go as planned. There's nothing like 50 miles in the saddle! Had a chilled ride with the thought...ride the first mile with the 4,800th mile in mind. Sustainability. It's all about the long game!

Jump and net will appear. Throwback

So blessed to be on such an amazing journey in life! Unless you put yourself out there, you’ll never know what treasures lie ahead. Day 4 46 miles 2,700′ Elevation gain 5,000′ Elevation loss Max grade 12.8% – Average grade…

The Gifts of Easter

Blessed with beautiful sunshine and a breeze that felt like the ocean currents, we clipped in and headed out into the world. Uncharted, we first went to see the flamingos at the JW Marriott Desert Springs Resort. Valet was busy with families coming and going. Where did they come from? What was Easter like for them? The flamingos and Canadian geese never disappoint…such vibrant colors.

Somewhere out there, in a wide-open space…

Somewhere between now and then, somewhere so very deeply buried are the burdens and sorrows we carry…so neatly or perhaps, not so neatly, tucked away because…maybe just because. During long and isolated stretches across the continent where “Next Services 84…

It was Wednesday.

July 24th, 2019. The fourth day into my first RAGBRAI. In flipflops. On a borrowed bike. And it was hot. Gay and I stopped at mile 78… the last stop before finishing the day. I knew that eating and drinking…

Unscripted.

Sunshine. Clear skies. A gentle breeze. Our hearts full…of gratefulness, of love and curiosity. Today we rode for Roger Derr: a ride that began in thought and prayer for his health and comfort. We traveled through the ‘gate’ to a…

This day too shall pass.

Some say she had her head in the clouds but perhaps she was just a bit closer to heaven. Join me. Lose yourself in the beauty. And know you are loved. Photos across the USA 2023 Unscripted6160 Tour. April 10,…

It happened again!

Heart racing in anticipation. My breath…quick…eyes keen like a peregrine falcon. But that damn tail…it gives me away every time. You know. The tail…the one that wags the dog. The thing that is chased when you get the leash. Yeah…

She’s coming in HOT!

I will forever remember being three years old and riding my red bicycle. It was a hand-me-down…a well-trained bike that my older brother and sister taught. Back in the day when there weren’t ‘striders’ but training wheels…when you rode on…

Do you still like each other?

Last tour, while riding one of the most beautiful paths, bathed in the beauty of the snow-capped Tetons, we came to a parking lot where a van, equipped with a bike rack and touring information on the side, was parked. We suspected Drew’s rear tire may be a little low on pressure so decided to stop and ask if we could borrow a floor pump to top off. Drew and the tour coordinator got immersed in conversation and I saw beautiful flowers nearby. Like a moth drawn to a light, I left the two to their business and headed to take photos.