A Mirror Image Along the Way

I could have been looking into a mirror. A mirror that adds 30 years and changes my race. Mary is making breakfast for me. We are exchanging facts about our lives and have found surprising similarities. Mary also grew up with four brothers and is the only girl. She grew up in and around Minneapolis,…

A Fawn and A Milky Way

I had never heard a baby deer sneeze until I biked to the Severson home in Custer, South Dakota. I ride up their long, inclined driveway and see a woman with joyful looking woman smile at me as she opens the door. She peeks in the house and lets Dave know I showed up. “You’re…

A Broken Resolution on US-16

After leaving Andy, I still had to deal with the construction. The flagger had moved her car up the road so now she was in front of me. As I bike up, she says, “I talked to the pilot car, they’ll take you.” I smile and thank her in response as I approach the line…

Where My Mind Lingers

I think about South Dakota a lot. The day I left Newcastle, Wyoming, I slowly packed my things up at the motel where I’d spent the night. It was the first motel I had paid for, after biking for almost four months. I had spent the last 6 days biking across a hot, dry desert…