Thanks for joining us.
Not sure where I’m more fortunate. Getting a propelling experience in with our two daughters or riding a portion of the incredibly beautiful bike packing adventure that is the New Mexico Off-Road Runner. To do both together, well, a liberating journey of harmony and adventure I’m beyond grateful for. This once guiding father now thankfully follows the many inspirations Hyla and Nicola have become. More so Nicola’s passion of a gravel road less taken…………………….
………continued below.
Not that Grande of a Rio here.
Confusing.
Truth or Consequences.
I'll take:
"Our we going uphill?" for $200.00 Alex.
Or is that Jeopardy?
Beep-Beep.
I'm going to Harvard Medical School.
But as a cadaver!!
Never had a mirage drip down the front of my shirt before.
But as a cadaver!!
Never had a mirage drip down the front of my shirt before.
We had T or C on the room radar so here we are.
Charles Motel.
We do advise if your on a trip to stay.
Good value for our already depreciated Canadian dollar.
After the girls took advantage of the in house hot springs, it was groceries and then a great night in.
Eating while we watch cooking and eating.
I baked a little cake and then invited Ben and Jerry.
………….Here you have found one of thirty two posts chronicling our pedaling and pondering of Cass Gilbert’s excellently presented and documented “New Mexico Off Road Runner”.
Like life and a blog, please enjoy cha-cha cha-ing back and forth, newer and older, for a time of my life.
When I was a kid I rode my bike to be more like an adult. Here as an adult, I ride, thanks to the girls, to be more like a kid again. What a playground.
Transcending the family bound, here, as in the past, we saddled up as compadres ciclismo.
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