The guard at the campground entrance turned us away; it didn’t open for the season until the following week! It was early April in Kyushu, drizzling and unseasonably cold. After a soggy day of cycling through the stunning Yabakei Gorge,
Some time ago, I was riding the Northern States west to east bike route with an American friend. In southern Wisconsin, we came into a small town, Clintonville, which had no campsite, and the only hotel was full. There was,
I am a musician, so not much employment for us during these pandemic year(s). Rather than wait around for our jobs as musicians to return, I have been riding around the Netherlands. Dedicated bike lanes, good signage, aware motorists, and
Tears in my eyes, I had had enough. On two wheels crossing the upper Midwest, I was nearing the end of my journey. I had already been up the Road to the Sun in Glacier National Park. Nothing could be
When I tell people about my bicycle travels, I often see them wondering, “Why would you do such a thing?” For me, an important reason is the countless little adventures you bump into on the road. Here is an account
In the summer of 2018, my brother and I pedaled along the Maine coast, from the vicinity of Portland up to Mount Desert Island on another commercial tour. On the last two days of that ride, I finally began to
Arriving in New Orleans about four days ago, marks the halfway point of our journey. We have biked some 1600 miles thus far and if we decide to “finish” in San Diego as we have planned, we have about that
Isn’t it funny how two paths can cross unexpectedly and then never quite diverge from one another? On February 1st, 2017, I received a routine message on Warmshowers. Paul was, unsurprisingly, looking for a place to stay in Austin,
Turkey Shortly before noon, I arrived in the small mountain village of Camardi (pronounced “chah MAR duh”) nuzzled deep in the protective arms of Aladaglar National Park in Turkey. The name “ala-daglar” (crimson-mountains) comes from the rusty color of its
Share Your Touring or Hosting Story for the Newsletter and/or Blog! Call for Stories From the Road If you have a story related to your journey or hosting that our Warmshowers community would enjoy, find inspiring, informative etc. please submit
The guard at the campground entrance turned us away; it didn’t open for the season until the following week! It was early April in Kyushu, drizzling and unseasonably cold. After a soggy day of cycling through the stunning Yabakei Gorge,
Some time ago, I was riding the Northern States west to east bike route with an American friend. In southern Wisconsin, we came into a small town, Clintonville, which had no campsite, and the only hotel was full. There was,
I am a musician, so not much employment for us during these pandemic year(s). Rather than wait around for our jobs as musicians to return, I have been riding around the Netherlands. Dedicated bike lanes, good signage, aware motorists, and
Tears in my eyes, I had had enough. On two wheels crossing the upper Midwest, I was nearing the end of my journey. I had already been up the Road to the Sun in Glacier National Park. Nothing could be
When I tell people about my bicycle travels, I often see them wondering, “Why would you do such a thing?” For me, an important reason is the countless little adventures you bump into on the road. Here is an account
In the summer of 2018, my brother and I pedaled along the Maine coast, from the vicinity of Portland up to Mount Desert Island on another commercial tour. On the last two days of that ride, I finally began to
Arriving in New Orleans about four days ago, marks the halfway point of our journey. We have biked some 1600 miles thus far and if we decide to “finish” in San Diego as we have planned, we have about that
Isn’t it funny how two paths can cross unexpectedly and then never quite diverge from one another? On February 1st, 2017, I received a routine message on Warmshowers. Paul was, unsurprisingly, looking for a place to stay in Austin,
Turkey Shortly before noon, I arrived in the small mountain village of Camardi (pronounced “chah MAR duh”) nuzzled deep in the protective arms of Aladaglar National Park in Turkey. The name “ala-daglar” (crimson-mountains) comes from the rusty color of its
Share Your Touring or Hosting Story for the Newsletter and/or Blog! Call for Stories From the Road If you have a story related to your journey or hosting that our Warmshowers community would enjoy, find inspiring, informative etc. please submit
