Teens joined the NY-Montreal Trek in Manhattan and Tarrytown this morning to begin a 16 day adventure up the beautiful Hudson Valley, along Lake Champlain, and into Quebec, Canada to Montreal. Along the way the group will visit The Great Walkway over the Hudson, FDR House, the NYS Capital, the NYS Museum, Ben & Jerry’s […]

Gentle waves lapped the shores as Lake Geneva stirred like an AM cup of Swiss Miss. We rose and rode, parsing the mileage like abacus 🧮 beads. 20, 27, 29. Twenty parsecs in we stopped for second breakfast at Dunkin, which America Runs On, then spent a while learning to wall jump to a height […]

We started the day with a visit from a bright red Corvette pulling up to the campsite, which turned to be a friend of Mason’s family. We left kind of late, and soon crossed the bridge off of Cape Cod into southwestern Massachusetts. After the first chunk, we got pizza and watched 5 minute crafts […]

1 of 16,385 Breakfast of bona fide bagels propelled our groggy group over winding trails littered with windfall from last night’s thunderstorm. Ankur led us to the edge of town through wood violet lined lanes and cosmopolitan sandhill cranes at a rubato pace which set the tone for a dreamy day. Twilight rains tamed the stifling heat and […]

We woke with the swiftness of Germanicus’ legion, quiet and efficient as top of the line Cuisinart kitchen appliances. Our quarry was neither Visigoth, Hun, Gaul nor Vandal. Rather, Miles, of which sixty stood between us and the charming capital of America’s Dairyland. We slew them quietly and mercilessly in The Driftless, the last falling […]

We rode from Brewster to Chatham and back. We lost the older Charlie at a pizza place when his aunt picked him up because he wasn’t feeling well. It was great to have him and the trip won’t be the same without him. Then we went to the pier and saw seals. They were hanging […]

A mighty storm blew in last night, rattling our tent poles like animal bones. Felines and canines pelted the rooftop of our little pavilion at Laura Ingalls Wilder Park, but somehow Mateo stayed dry while sleeping outside. He credits the mobility of domicile-free sleeping, though he may actually be a meteorological shaman of sorts… Our […]

We woke up early, prepared and a bit nervous for our first day of covering notable mileage on the bikes. After a calm morning of breakfast and packing tents, we maneuvered out of Provincetown, pointing our front wheels down the Cape. We had 30+ miles ahead of us, packed with scorching sun and steep punchy […]

This morning we woke up and had our first breakfast together at the campground. After, we packed our bags to head to the beach and Provincetown for the day. The trail was hillier than we expected and the sun was hot. But, the beach was beautiful and the cold water felt refreshing. After hanging out […]