Recently on Day 2 of my ride through the Great American West, I found myself woefully behind schedule and, if I wanted to enjoy a leisurely ride on the following day (I did), I had to make some extra miles before finding a hotel. And that meant riding until about 1:30 AM.
The picture above? That’s where I’m headed.
Thus far in 2015, I’ve been using a combination of planes (no trains) and automobiles to make a half dozen commutes between Los Angeles and our horse ranch project at the base of the Tetons, aka The Great Escape.