It’s happening. Nearly ten years ago when Kevin and I were on our multi-year open ended bike tour we met multiple cycling families and dreamed of someday bringing our own kid(s) along and showing them this way of life. Now, we get to. Kinda.
We will be going back to the basics; camping every night, cooking on our small gas stove, pedaling during the day, bathing in rivers, and stopping whenever we please, unsure how many miles we will cover a day or where we will end up that night. That being said, this trip is also incredibly different from our open ended tour (which, in my heart, is still what “real” cycle touring is) because we have a start and end date/location, six weeks (a pretty short time frame for cycle touring) in between, and our phones with maps and apps on them which may be the biggest difference compared to the mapless (literally, sometimes not even a paper one) and researchless exploring we have done before by bike. The biggest and best difference though, will be our 25 pound dead weight and her 25 pound trailer which will ensure a healthy dose of type two fun for us all in the coming months.
We have chosen to go back down to Patagonia because it checks some of our most important cycle touring boxes: good easy beautiful wild camping, quiet(ish) roads and relatively easy cycling (except for the insane winds), stunning mountains (with fish in the rivers for Kevin), and perhaps most importantly, the ability to cycle it during our winter when Kevin can get time off. It feels wrong in some ways to return somewhere we have already been while so many new places are on our list, but for this trip, our first as a family, and the time frame we are working with, it just feels right.
Our prep for this trip has consisted of and buying new waterproof socks and gloves to replace our worn out one, and while we meant to cycle at least one day fully loaded, sickness and snow prevented that from happening. This means that our first day down there will be our first day cycle touring as a family!
We leave next week and expect a very long tedious 30+ hours of traveling to get down there. I don’t plan to update the blog so if you want to follow along on our adventures, check us out on Instagram (@awanderingphoto) where I will post updates!
After two rainy days at a campsite with a lovely cycling couple from the UK (who are also on their honeymoon!) we spent two days along the “forgotten highway,” a quiet road which ceased to be a main road years ago and is now one of the most popular cycling routes in the country. The route went up and down these small furry hills and passed through a small republic which has “claimed” independence, before ending on the coast.
Bend, Oregon – just minutes away from our house (Dec 2016).
It has been a while, and now that we are just three weeks away from our next cycle tour (a three-month honeymoon through New Zealand!) I’ve decided to catch those of you who are interested up as we have received quite a few emails asking why its been so quiet on our end.
This past year – in particular, these past six months – have turned into some of the best times for us as we have both been able to pursue our dream jobs. Kevin got on with a Forest Service repel crew (in Eastern Oregon) so he spent the summer repelling out of helicopters all over the US in order to fight wildland forest fires.
I got a job working in wilderness therapy which means that for eight days and nights at a time (with six days off in between) I get to live outside with teenagers who are sent to the program to learn healthy communication and coping skills after substantial self-harm, drug/alcohol abuse, or other unhealthy coping mechanisms that they have used to deal with underlying mental health issues such as depression, anxiety, and ADHD. I absolutely love the job; I love the people I work with, the environment we create out there, the six-day off shifts that leave enough time for my own personal adventures, and the fact that I get to cook over a real fire, poop in the woods, and sleep under a tarp more days than I have to sleep in a bed.
The Far Western corner of Nepal was by far my favorite region; in fact I liked it so much that after cycling through it (and across the rest of the country), I bused back with my backpack in order to explore the remote foothills. This region is very different from the rest of the very tourism-reliant country, as no westerners ever venture this way and there are no hotels, restaurants, or shops like you see throughout the rest of Nepal. I particularly enjoyed my stay in the west as the people were hospitable and friendly.
A curious Nepali cow, 2013.
Dressed up Nepali style, 2013.
Two wonderful women who invited me into their homes, 2013.
A beautiful rural women, Nepal 2013.
Cycling through the Nepali Terrai, 201:.