No sleep ’til Brooklyn

There comes a time in two perfectly reasonable people’s lives when they decide that driving cross-country to New York is a sensible thing to do. “Now wait a minute” I hear you exclaim “Aren’t you driving to Argentina? That is quite a lot further away from Alaska than New York and therefore a slightly madder […]

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The Longest Ride…

After what seemed like only a few minutes of sleep, I got up, took a cold shower, went to reception to have a cup of coffee, checked out, and was ready to roll. I had not taken much off the bike the night before, because my laptop was no longer functio…

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