I admit, at some point the days begin to melt together as you settle into the riding routine. It gets hard to distinguish the miles or...

Pie. I need pie, today. A twelve inch berry pie with a nice double crust and homemade flavor. And a quart of that super rich Channel...

It’s morning… not sure what time. The sun streams into a hotel room that strikes me as very European. Our pile of bicycling gear and...