The Summer Tour
I left Chicago at the end of April and have been driving around the country all summer before landing in Austin, Texas. I had a couple client projects to do in Los Angeles along the way, but otherwise enjoyed some quality time visiting with friends and family, writing and working on some new film projects, and riding my new bike as much as possible. I have thoroughly enjoyed some of the most beautiful terrain and ride groups around the country. Without question, the best investment I’ve ever made in my physical and emotional well being was a bicycle—a black Bianchi Infinito CV with full Campy Record. The bike provided a great outlet for me when Wesley, my loyal companion of 14 years, passed away during our visit with my sister in Lake Tahoe in July. Despite the sadness, it was nice to have had the time again to camp out together, to see the country and get to visit with so many of his close friends.
Riding my bike in great spots around the country. In order of occurrence: 1) Honeoye Falls, New York; 2) Austin, Texas; 3) Malibu, California; 4) Lake Tahoe, California; 5) Portland, Oregon cyclocross races; 6) Iron Horse Trail, Washington; 7) Grand Junction, Colorado; 8) Omaha, Nebraska; 9) Chicago, Illinois; 10) Austin, Texas
1) the road through eastern Oregon; 2) Wrigley Field in Chicago; 3) My favorite burger place in Los Angeles; 4) Hiking with my niece and nephew in Lake Tahoe, California; 5) the road through Arkansas; 6) Route 395 through Independence, California; 7) Arriving BJ’s place in Los Angeles; 8) Wes and I outside Graceland in Memphis; 9) the road through Wyoming; 10) summiting 14,000 feet Mt. Bierstadt in Colorado; 11) racing cyclocross in Portland, Oregon; 12) sailing on Lake Ontario in Rochester, New York; 13) Carhenge in Nebraska; 14) ferry to Bainbridge Island, WA with Allison; 15) remembering Wes on a lonely road through Missouri.
2 Replies to “The Summer Tour”
Beautiful pictures! I love that Wesley head popping up in the truck window 🙂
Andy, I am so sorry to read about your loss of Wesley. I had looked at his pictures before I realized he had passed away. What a beautiful dog!