A rail conductor and bicyclist we stayed with when my spouse and I biked the contiguous perimeter of the US, rode passenger trains up the California coast. He told us that there was plenty of room on the federal rail lands for both trains and paved trails....
I am preparing to be interviewed by the Intrepid Traveler. That caused me to consider, what kind of traveler am I? I am not intrepid. I travel loaded with fears and cautions. I think I am an aspiring Intersectional Feminist Traveler. What does it mean to be an...
A River Needs No Flag During fourteen months of touring on a bicycle, I observed the way people were tied to place. The love of a hill, ravine, lake, field, city neighborhood, prairie, mountain or forest, seemed bone-level. People showed us this love by showing off...
