Angeles Lost — The End Of The Road In The United States

Despite all the horror stories, Delta Airlines chose not to destroy my bicycle, and only charged $150 for the carriage of the big cardboard box I’d picked up from a bike shop in Pasadena. The sales assistant had been rude and grumpy — perhaps he’d had a bad night’s sleep.…

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Cycling the Lost Coast — Riding the King Range Road and Usal Road

With curiosity we steered off the asphalt at the top of a long climb on the road south of Honeydew. The track plunged down through dense forest, rocks and loose gravel shaking our bikes and bones, disc brakes squealing round sketchy hairpins, as the King Range Road wound its way…

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Cycling the Lost Coast — Close Encounters from Ferndale to Honeydew

After an impromptu and most welcome day off at Kathy and Dick’s house near Arcata (thanks Warmshowers!), we stocked up with 4 days’ worth of food supplies in Eureka and set off down the monotonous highway. The lands here were flat, but the skyline to the south suggested that a…

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Worrying Whispers On The Approach To Northern California’s Lost Coast

If the northern half of the U.S. Pacific Coast had been one of timber trucks, small towns and persistent rains, the southern half would tell a very different tale.

A Fork In The Road — Group Politics In Northern California

I wasn’t sure how to bring up the subject. It seemed a thorny one, fraught with emotion. So I took the only approach I really knew, which was to speak my mind and deal with the consequences later.