Second stop is the Big Apple. I have not been in New York for quite some time, 2005 to be precise. This will be the third time, the first was in 1999. The flight is short and sweet and getting around is almost too easy, I only have a backpack, no need to worry about…
Category: USA
Texas at long last
The beginning of the end takes the shape of getting myself to Dallas. Moving due south, the temperature is now positively increasing, it is almost unbelievable that it’s nearly November. I’m stopping one night in Dallas, staying in an hostel, it appears to be the only one in town and it’s not even in town…
Route 66 Pt. 2
Leaving Flagstaff is a good example of why planning ahead it is not a good allied of the traveller. I initially thought I would stay on Route 66 but Eva and friends convinced me to take a detour. The road down from Flagstaff to Sedona, the 89A is a sight to behold. It starts in the…
The Grand Canyon
Rolling out of the desert and into the mountains of northern Arizona brought me to Flagstaff. This little city nested in the north reaches of this spectacular state is to bring me one of the most amazing couple of days as well as contact with, arguably, one of the most majestic National Parks the USA…
Route 66 Pt.1
Route 66 is a classic motorbike ride. It coes from Santa Monica in California to Chicago in Illinois crossing: California, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Missouri and Illinois. I have seen a bit of it while staying with Ken in Rancho as it runs very close to his place and through San Bernardino, over…
Joshua Tree
It was hard to leave the comfort of the west coast, San Diego has a strange comfortable quality. The Hostel was really welcoming and there was no hour of the day when I did not meet people and had interesting conversations. The one that will probably last longer in my life are a trio of…
Southern California
Oh what a lovely time I had in San Francisco, it’s now time to move on and the first step is not a big one. I’m going south along the coast towards Santa Cruz before turning inland to go and see Google campus and then stay the night with another new friend that I acquired…
San Francisco
After a day in Bolinas enjoying the best of the hippy culture Cascadia has to offer I leave and cross the Golden Gate Bridge. Two things did strike me while I was doing so. First of all, I think the Golden Gate Bridge is the one I have seen more often blown up in movies…
Through Cascadia
Washington State was intense, but in a good way, now I have a few days of long riding to get myself to san Francisco where I will see a lot of friends and hopefully have a blast. To do that I have to cross the vast majority of Cascadia. The first leg gets me into…