WHAT. A. RIDE. 10,800 miles. 30 states. 14 National Parks. 8 Naked Cliff Jumps. 5 Lost Teeth. 8 BBQ Joints. Infinite mosquito bites. 2 Great Lakes. 3 Destroyed Bikes. Countless moments of struggle & sweat, happiness & joy. There are endless stats for this trip, really. But what I know we will always remember, at least what I HOPE we will always remember, is that you can never fail when you take risks. That NOTHING is an impossible dream. To have seen our country this way has been the most incredible gift under the most difficult of circumstances. We return home GRATEFUL.
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Our last official stop before driving the rest of the way home was at Petrified Forest National Park in Arizona. After spending the night in Holbrook, Arizona, we woke up early to tackle the park before it got too hot. As we arrived in the parking lot of the visitor center early that morning, a park ranger came over as we were getting out of our RV, saying, "Ummm, I think there is something wrong with your bikes on the back?" Running to the back, we came across a busted bike rack (thankfully held together by our rigging in Dallas), and three busted bikes. We gave them a proper burial in a dumpster by the Visitor Center, and Justin disassembled my bike and his, and we stowed them under the RV for the trip home. WHAT A MORNING! We then headed out to explore the park, and did three hikes that day - Big Logs, Blue Mesa, and the Rim Trail. It was hot, but not as brutal as we had expected. What a gorgeous park! Heading out that afternoon, we then stopped at Meteor Crater Nat
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From Austin, we drove to Waco, Texas, and just HAD to check out Magnolia Market. Grace and I did some damage there and got a few things for the house, a bracelet, and a lemon lavender cupcake to split that was just to die for. We loved the girl time after all the time with the boys this summer! We returned to the RV to a flustered Justin, who explained that we had an issue with our bike rack, and that part of the welding had come apart, and he was concerned about its sturdiness. After rigging it for a short drive to Dallas (and picking up some BBQ at Pecan Lodge), we drove to Home Depot to fix it, after calling over 30 bike stores in Texas, finding out that NO ONE has bikes racks in store right now because of COVID. We spent a few hours at Home Depot running in and out, and finally came up with what we thought was a great and sturdy fix. It was HOT, and Justin was a champ. While in Dallas, we also hit SoloStove, where we dropped off our fire pit (we purchased it when the company