Welcome.

I’m biking across America this summer and taking a picture
of everyone I meet.

Carla “Gilligan”, Robert “Cap’n”, Lou “Deva, Namer of the Rocks”, Siobhan, and Luis

Carla “Gilligan”, Robert “Cap’n”, Lou “Deva, Namer of the Rocks”, Siobhan, and Luis

Some of my fondest memories have been when Adventure Cycling routes and hiking trails intersect.

38 miles into the 2,650-mile Pacific Crest Trail, this group of once-strangers has already formed a trail family. They invite me into their campsite for dinner, oohing and awing at how much I can carry on my bicycle and calling me a trail angel when I offer Milano Cookies. As day turns to night, the majority of the group heads to bed. “Hiker’s midnight” is around 8 pm, since most aim to start walking by daybreak.

As the sun comes up, I pack up my bike and they pack up their packs. As I click my helmet on, the group comes over to bid me farewell with a trail naming ceremony. They decide to dub me “Lance” since I ride my bike and I shoot up (insulin).

Brian and Angie

Brian and Angie

James Stout

James Stout

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