Pedal Adventures is a collection of stories about cycling, life, family, road schooling, and a nomadic travel lifestyle. We're a nomadic family with a basecamp in Colorado. In search of singletrack, smooth roads and occasional surf. Living an imperfect life perfectly.
Our day started in Caspar Beach where we packed up the camper, hooked up to the truck and set off for stop number one, the supermarket down the road. We pulled in and a guy came up to us and said the bike rack on the back of our camper didn’t look right. I went back to have a look and sure enough the pin that allows the rack to move into a upright stored position or the down/loaded position had broken and the rack was hanging low! Luckily the camper is high enough the bikes did not drag on the road. With that discovery I
Six months ago we had just arrived in Costa Rica after a long flight. Lars was overtired and just as I was trying to settle him for a nap he got frustrated and mad about something. No big deal. Except this time it was a big deal because he got so mad he stopped breathing, turned blue, eyes rolled and he passed out. This was our first trip out of the country since Axel died in Mexico three years earlier. My heart exploded so much I almost thought I was going to pass out. And then just like that in less than 30 seconds he
We’ve been in California for almost 5 months. We love it here: the diversity, the mountains that dive into the sea, the food, the roads, the options. But… we are California’d out. So much so that last week we almost dumped our plans and headed to Sedona for two weeks. This is the first Spring since we moved to Colorado in 1998 that we haven’t been to the desert. We miss open spaces, free camping, dirt, blue skies, and good mountain biking. But… we decided to stay on track. We wanted to see friends in San Francisco and the thought of detouring thousands of miles
This is our third time in Santa Cruz. I want to love Santa Cruz. What other town has surfing, mountain biking, road biking and a college vibe? My outsiders take is this – it’s like the town has both too much character and none at all. Everything seems stuck in the 80s. Buildings are rundown, roads are poorly planned to get from point a to point b, people are in a hurry, and it’s big and spread out. The “normal” people and active types are mostly overshadowed by homeless people and stoners/heroin addicts. Everything just seems a bit “dirty” here unless you are actually biking
Ok I admit it, we are singletrack snobs. Having lived in Colorado for so long we’ve ridden some of the sweetest trails in the continental US. Areas like Crested Butte, Fruita and even Moab are less than 3hrs away. So it seems every year when we haul our MTBs out to California we are dissapointed with the trails here. So much so that this year we considered not even bringing them, they just sit on the back of the camper for a few months getting trashed waiting for us to head home via Sedona, AZ. Boy are we glad we changed our minds. We had