George the Cyclist

Friends: It wasn't until after Winona on Route 19, after nearly 200 miles of biking through the Ozarks, that we finally encountered a se...

Friends: After one hundred miles of Historic Route 66 through Missouri we'd had enough. It had been little more than a frontage road alo...

Friends: Its been nine years since I joined Jim Redd, also known as Don Jaime or The Don, for a bike ride from Minneapolis to Chicago. We ha...

Friends: For the record here are the official stats for my Telluride to Chicago ride: Thirty-five days, 2822 miles through nine states (Col...

Friends: The best laugh I get every day is whenever I see a sign for camping. That's hilarious. There is camping everywhere. Two nights ...

Friends: As I closed in on the Mississippi and the mythical dividing line between the Western US and the Eastern, I had one final flurry of ...

Friends: No worries for the citizens of Mankato confusing their renamed Carnegie Art Museum with its first incarnation as a library, as a th...