FunLoveAdventure

It could have been the cold, the unnerving traffic of the last two days, or having ridden 5,000km in two weeks, but by the time we got to Cody, a small town in northern Wyoming, I was knackered. We decided to pull in early and got into our hotel room at 2.30pm. By 2.35pm I was sound asleep. I slept for the next three hours and Andrew made the wise call to have a rest day here the following day. We had an extra day to get to Sturgis as he had booked accommodation for the wrong night. The second accommodation kerfuckle in as many weeks. I was about to revoke his travel booking status, but his error turned out to be a blessing. A rest day! I had packed a skirt for just such an ... read more

What can we say about Idaho? The people are friendly, the potatoes are famous, and the roads are long and very, very straight. A crazy cyclist we met heading west had told us about a fair in a town on our route, so on our first afternoon in Idaho we stopped in at the Washington County Fair. Cuteness overload as little fellas in chaps and spurs practised their lassoing on a wooden, pull-along cow. There were prize pigs and fancy corn and award-winning apple pies. We were tempted to indulge in the smoked Bbq for lunch, but we had met Ed in Oregon who had recommended us to his sister's restaurant in a town called Council, so we pushed on. Unfortunately we discovered that Ed was probably more enthusiastic about his sister's restaurant than she was. ... read more

It is a joy to finally get off some highways and onto some back roads. We have a 200km ride to Yosemite and we start out on some great roads travelling through farming country in the early morning light. The roads are straight and fast so the k's turn over quick. As we near Yosemite, we turn up toward the mountains, thinking how clever we are to find this lesser known road that on the map looks like it winds its way up to the national park. Generally when a road is winding it is because it is following the contours of hills and mountains, rivers and streams. This road didn't seem to follow these rules and twisted and turned for no apparent reason. The hills were still gentle and rolling and the road could have ... read more

I'm sure we're not the first to find it surprisingly difficult to leave Vegas. We had thought we'd make an early get away to beat the heat, but accidentally had a big night on the town (those damn lemon drops). Plan B was to spend the day by the pool. After all, it was our honeymoon. So, a relaxing day swimming and recovering was had. However, by late afternoon we could no longer ignore that we had to get back on our bikes and head out of town. By 5pmthe day had cooled from 45c to 43c, and that was about as good as it was going to get. We stocked up on water bottles and took off. It was like riding through a furnace. To add to the delightful temperature, there was a strong wind ... read more

Well we always knew this was going to be a big adventure, we just didn't realise we were going to get so much of it on the first day. The day started so well, landing in L.A. (I'm going to use full stops here, to differentiate from the other LA, aka me. Now check the title of this post again) only a little late at 7am and pretty well rested (gotta love a flat bed). Stoked to discover customs was open on a Sunday and so we could pick up the bikes today, get organised and head straight out Monday morning. Excellent start. After sharing the ream of paperwork we had brought with us, we were told to walk over to the guy in the forklift and he'd get our bikes. Andrew was a bit ... read more