Hokey Smokes, has it really been ten years?!
Wow, it has.
Ten years ago I was twenty-two, fresh out of school and lived right on an unfinished part of the Montour Trail. While in college I discovered the ATA when trying to find out more about...Read More »

As my GAP ride quickly approaches (yay) it was time to pack the bike and do a fully loaded test ride. I laid out most (I found out after loading that I forgot a few things plus I only had a sample of the food and clothes I would be bringing with me) of...Read More »

Slept in again and had a nice ride along the Casselman
The hostel from the outside.
AUGUST 7, 2006
Curses, I slept in again. The sounds of some type of activity in the gymnasium above me woke me up...Read More »

A long climb, a fantastic view and of course I got in after dark.
AUGUST 6, 2006
Eventually I awoke to the noise of a freight train rolling by and...Read More »

On this travel day, I nearly don’t make it to the start of my ride…
AUGUST 5, 2006
THREE YEARS LATER
Here I am again ready to make the journey on the Great Allegheny Passage again. This time I decided to take a westbound ride on the GAP,...Read More »

THE LAST DAY, MAJOR DETOUR, BIG SAVAGE MOUNTAIN AND THE END OF THE RIDE
I awoke in the morning and stumbled to the showers. A hot shower on the trail feels like something special. Especially after two days of riding in the rain, covered in the grey dust of...Read More »

BEAUTIFUL SCENERY, LOTS OF BRIDGES, A RATTLE SNAKE AND A BROKEN BIKE
When I awoke there was the first light of dawn barely illuminating the woods. A dense fog was all around and a misty rain was falling. My sleeping bag and I were completely soaked. I...Read More »

RAIN, RAIN, MORE RAIN. DID I MENTION RAIN? PARTING OF WAYS AND A WET COLD NIGHT
We woke up to more rain. We ate a small breakfast of dried fruit and granola bars, paid for our room and headed downhill into town. When we left the motel the rain...Read More »

A QUEST FOR BREAKFAST AND SMOKES, RIDING IN THE RAIN, BIKINI CLAD GIRLS, AND AN UNEXPECTED STOPPING POINT.
That morning I awoke with the sunrise. The storm was over and a thick fog lay over the cemetery. I put on my boots, grabbed my bike shorts and headed over to the...Read More »

ROAD DETOURS, WILD TURKEYS, A NEW FRIEND AND A MONSTER THUNDER STORM.
Early in the morning I brought my bike downstairs and leaned it against the trunk of my car. I then loaded it up and pulled on my small hiking backpack. My brother was there to see me off and...Read More »
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