Category Archives: Summer_2024

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 →

Leaving Lovell WY. No further pictures from the climb up route 14A. This was taken after all the exciting parts were done and I pried my hands off the steering wheel. Bear Lodge is a little rundown but it’s also … Continue reading →

[When I left this story I was in my Dodge blasting down the highway with a motorcycle on a trailer and some camping gear in the back seat. I was heading south out of Montana; muttering under my breath “me … Continue reading →

[Note: I’m using real map data so you can follow along on Google Maps or the WYBDR page, should you care to do so.] “You can’t always get what you want. But if you try sometimes, well you just might … Continue reading →

I don’t like when “adventures” involve shopping. However, sometimes you need good gear. Luckily, my bike didn’t need much. The essentials remain totally stock and all I added was small details. I’m as impressed as anyone that it worked. I … Continue reading →

Once mentally committed to the WYBDR, it’s “most remote” warning became the most important fact. Combine that with “solo” and I was no longer screwing around. It was time to exercise care. The first step in preparation was to make … Continue reading →

[Note: After I returned from my adventure, I sat down to write about it. I’m not done yet. (Writing takes time and none of us have extra time.) Rather than make y’all wait, I posted what I’d typed. Almost immediately … Continue reading →

I started my last post trying to extol the virtues of adventure. It veered off into a rant. So be it. I posted it anyway. Whether my ramblings struck a chord or not, I needed adventure. I needed it now! … Continue reading →

It’s hard being a normal person. It feels like you’re the last one. Social media bombards you with visions of a society crawling up it’s own ass. Your kid’s teacher looks like a circus freak. Your neighbors fight among themselves … Continue reading →

Nothing broke, I didn’t break. It wasn’t easy. It wasn’t too hard. Perfect.