Why does it always seem like there is the perfect stealth spot just after the campground where I stop for the night? This one was in Cadillac Square on Dauphin Island, just behind the bathrooms there was the perfect...
It’s an easy day I kept telling myself. Sleep in a little. By the time I get up I realize that I had left the rest of my pepperoni, cream cheese and crackers out on the table the night...
Maybe it’s because my legs feel so much stronger but I’m super optimistic by the time I pedal out of Milton. Maybe it was the cocktails and the downtime, maybe it was because I finally made some headway on...