The next morning I was ready to conquer this mountain! However, my bike was not. Overnight my rear tire went flat (it’s always the flipping rear)! My morning started with a tube change. The only tube I could find was still in the box didn’t even have a cap on it. I replaced the tubeContinue reading “Flat Mountain”
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That’s Bear Safety 101
On my way out of Great Falls I had an awful surprise. As I began loading my limited supplies on my bike to head out of town, I couldn’t find my bear mace. We pulled into a parking lot to search. I pulled everything out of the back seat to try to find it, butContinue reading “That’s Bear Safety 101”
Trivia Champions!
You might be asking yourself, “Meghan, why so resistant? Just go to the bike shop!” I was in Montana. There were vast spaces between towns. It was over 100 miles to Lewistown. I had to wrestle with skipping such a huge chunk of mileage. I wanted to backtrack when I got my bike working again,Continue reading “Trivia Champions!”
Cow Wrangling and Bike Wrestling
I have to jostle my brain around every time I sit down to write one of these blogs. I left off in Medora. I felt a bit displaced, so far from the Missouri River, a bit like I was missing out on what there was to see. Throughout this whole bike trip I’d been takingContinue reading “Cow Wrangling and Bike Wrestling”
The Ride to Bismarck
In North Dakota I met with my first signs of smoke. I was told repeatedly that it was blowing down from fires in Canada, not the fires in Montana, but the particles in the air were enough to make the sunshine wildly. I couldn’t stop taking pictures on my first day in the state. WeContinue reading “The Ride to Bismarck”
A Wrong Turn
Saturday was my day off. Everyone seems to flock to campsites on the weekends, so we had trouble finding a campground and wound up at a hotel on Friday night. Pierre is small. I usually play tourist on my day off, but there was only a cultural heritage center there. First though, we loaded upContinue reading “A Wrong Turn”
Suddenly Supported
On Monday, after that awful 83 mile day I talked to my dad on the phone. He had asked me about a week before if there was any part of my trip that I felt like I could use a support vehicle on. When he first asked I’d mentioned the stretch before Pierre, SD. IContinue reading “Suddenly Supported”
Entering My 11th State
Next to the Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center, connected by a paved bike path was the Charles Floyd Riverboat Museum. Riverboat Museums seem to be a thing on our country’s major rivers. There was a Riverboat Museum in Marietta OH, then in Brownsville, NE there was a boat called the Meriwether Lewis Dredge. A dredgeContinue reading “Entering My 11th State”
Useless When Wet
I’ve spent most of the last week running around like a mad woman, trying (and succeeding!) to keep up with my training regime while putting together a crowdfunding campaign on Kickstarter. Thus, I’ll keep today’s post brief. My every moment has been so crammed full of preparation that the ride I wrote about last weekContinue reading “Useless When Wet”
Soaking My Tired Limbs
On Sunday I took a course on crowdfunding and dove into my Kickstarter project full force. During a minor panic attack over how little time there is between now and my trip, I had to remind myself that I’ve been talking up my trip since last summer and I’m not starting from square one. FirstContinue reading “Soaking My Tired Limbs”
The Stars On the Horizon 