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Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon
WYBDR: The Best Morning
I started day three with a spring in my step. (For those of you just tuning in I was solo riding the Wyoming Backcountry Discovery Route on my small cheap motorcycle.) Most folks (among the lunatics who do this sort … Continue reading
Posted in Summer_2024
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WYBDR: Requisite Photos
Maybe I’ll avoid the rain so long as the road doesn’t veer left. Or maybe I’ll just take it in the teeth. Danger Will Robinson! When you get through a tough spot it’s good to look back take a picture … Continue reading
Posted in Summer_2024
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WYBDR: Ride To Camp Versus Camp To Ride
The rough day turned mild as I rode past inert poison gas signs and countless antelope. Delightfully, nothing weird happened. I baked dry in the sun and settled into the rhythm of the trip. My next milestone, the “town” of … Continue reading
Posted in Summer_2024
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WYBDR: Poison Gas En Route To Shoshoni
The day before had been ridiculously eventful. That night I carefully took care of myself with rest, food, hydration, Ibuprofen, etc… It wasn’t enough. I had something like a hangover. Muscles ached like I’d been trampled by wildebeests and my … Continue reading
Posted in Summer_2024
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WYBDR: Pics Or It Didn’t Happen
Photos from my trip (in no particular order). The rock star of my cheap dual sport luggage, a Tusk Tank Bag: New handguards. Cheaper than a visit to the ER for a wrist x-ray if I drop the bike. Studly … Continue reading
Posted in Summer_2024
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WYBDR: Day’s Not Over Yet
When nature is administering an ass whooping, I usually deliberately slow down. If you’re soaking wet, or cold, or lost, or twisted an ankle, or it’s dark when you planned on being in camp by sunset… you’ve already made one … Continue reading
Posted in Summer_2024
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WYBDR: High Desert East Of Hyattville
I can’t say I didn’t have ample warning. This particular engine of mayhem spent hours building up in the distance; only to steamroll me when the time was right. Bad luck, the only rock shelter overlooked a small canyon and … Continue reading
Posted in Summer_2024
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WYBDR: All Hell Breaks Loose
The mystery and joy of “adventures” is that time becomes malleable. It was mid-afternoon and I’d already lived a year’s fun. I’d been through regret and uncertainty as my little bike struggled over a high altitude pass on smooth pavement. … Continue reading
Posted in Summer_2024
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WYBDR: Seeking The Groove
After the cattle drive I had to make the first decision of the trip. The path splits in two. There’s an “alternative” (or “advanced”) option and there’s what I can’t help but call the “lame ass wimp” option. Here I … Continue reading
Posted in Summer_2024
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A Quick Note Of Thanks
I try to avoid personal details in my blog. I know that anonymity and blogging are pretty much polar opposites but I give it a shot. One effect of that is that when folks make a donation they don’t always … Continue reading
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