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 […]
Tag: bike travel
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 […]
Forget Montreal (edited version)
On Tuesday (not this Tuesday, or last Tuesday, but the Tuesday before that) I arrived in Panton Vermont–a town just south of Burlington where I was staying the night. I had been on the road almost a week and still I didn’t have much of a plan. I had no return transportation. I had no […]
Rain
Two Sundays ago I road from Cambridge, New York to Lake George, New York. If you live anywhere in eastern New York State perhaps you remember that day: it rained. It sprinkled then it spit then it rained then it poured then it rained again. During the pouring stage I was somewhere near Glens Falls […]
Troy mystery rider woman
You say I missed a spot. I say it was on purpose… A few days ago it was a very hot day in Troy, New York. I was riding my bike down 5th St. A man up ahead sat on hist stoop. When I approached he called out: “your friend is way ahead of you!” I […]
I am a woman and I ride my bike
(Roar.) Feminism is experiencing a resurgence these days. I’m a feminist and I think it’s great. So for what it’s worth, here are my thoughts on being a woman and also riding my bike. First, I love. love love love. That I live in a place, in a culture, in a family, in a time, […]
Road hospitality: pay it forward
If you’ve kept up with my blog, you know that on the first day of my bike trip I stayed at a campsite north of Vancouver where I met Jenny, mother in the fearless biking family of four. Jenny gave me lots of cycling tips, one of which was to connect with cyclists and hosts […]
Kansas City, Missouri
So here is my last bike-on-location pic. On August 28 the amtrak train from L.A. arrived at Union Station in Kansas City. And as one last hurrah I loaded up my bike and road 15 miles to my parents’ house. If you’re from Kansas City, you know this place–it’s Foo’s Fabulous Frozen Custard in Brookside. […]
“I always wanted to live in California because I loved skateboarding.”
(Quote: Demetri Martin) There is an intersection in Venice, California where, once in every light rotation, all of the stop lights turn red and all of the walk signs turn white. For a moment, cyclists, skateboarders, and surfboard-toting pedestrians flood the intersection. Tourists run to the middle of the street for a picture. Cars are […]
Seen and heard near Los Angeles, California
Heard: (from inside a car trying to parallel park) “Reverse until you’re halfway into the space then cut it.” “Man I gotta get outta this car. You guys are making me seasick or some shit.” Seen: a guy talking on his phone while riding his bike and crashing into the curb.
Anne Foster 