I slept in the Utah desert for three nights last month. Just me and my bike. Like I do. And like I do, fear set in as soon as the sun started going down on that first night. It’s scary out there, alone in the wild. I tried to talk myself down on the drive–I […]
Tag: bike travel
More astonished
A few weeks ago I was alone, pushing my bike up a very, very steep gravel hill somewhere in southern Vermont on a lovely Wednesday afternoon. Sounds nice, yes, but I was not having a good time. I’ve been sad. (Sad?) Depressed. On and off for a while. Months? It’s not a big deal. It’s […]
Money part 2
There is a man who lives in Brunswick Maine named Mitt. He works at a diner there. And sometimes he gives out free breakfast and coffee to people on long bike tours. Mitt rides his bike a lot, too. Once he rode it across the country and he says it’s the best thing he ever […]
Maine
Near Ogunquit Maine I saw a car with a bumper sticker that said: we don’t care how you do it in California. Well I don’t care that you don’t care I’m telling you anyway: when it comes to bike camping California does it better. In Maine, for the first time in all the years of […]
Things I bring
Tent. Sleeping pad. Sleeping bag. Tarp. Micro towel. Cup. Knife. Spork. (Sometimes I take more cooking supplies but I didn’t feel like it this time.) Keds. Tevas. Billed hat (actually ended up leaving that home). Beanie. Rain jacket. Zipper sweatshirt. Leggings. Two pairs of cycling shorts. One pair of non-cycling shorts. Three shirts. One tunic […]
Should I ride my bike to Maine?
There are obvious reasons to visit Maine by bike. They say it is beautiful. They say the water is cold. But there are reasons not to go to Maine: It is frivolous to ride around on my bike all day. I’m getting too old for this. It used to be cool that I rode my […]
Coffee
I love coffee. I love that it is warm. I love that it is bitter because it forces me to really taste it, not like sweet things which I don’t really taste I just stuff my face while trying to figure out where and how I will get my next sweet thing. I like black […]
Fear
I got to the campsite earlier than usual. I pulled my bike up to the check-in window. I didn’t see anyone inside the booth but the lights were on so I knocked on the window. Nothing happened, but I heard people talking. I walked around to the other side where I found two men wearing […]
Tuesday June 14
On Tuesday June 14 I woke up on a couch in a house in North Hero, Vermont. There were beds, but I liked the couch. I like sometimes to sleep close to the places where I live. I woke up around 7am. Annie and Rosie were still sleeping. I made what was left of my […]
Anne Foster 