was bouncing around like crazy and ready to rip apart the dock at any moment.
as soon as I got on deck the wind jumped from 15 to 30 knots with sideways hail to top it off! It’s moments like these that you wish you could share with a buddy.
It was raining at sea level but by the time I made it up to the pass I was biking beside a snow plow.
I found myself staring into the eyes of a cow moose and her calf.
Apart from cycling on the suicidal highways this seemed to be the most dangerous move of the trip.