The Great Divide Pt.2
Day 2. I wanted to quit. I was beaten already and I felt like an idiot. Eventually, having no other option but to ride on, I found myself in Silver City, which, apart from the ugliness of an enormous open-cast mine, was quite a nice little town. It had a great bike shop and it […]
The Great Divide
Suddenly I felt the gravel on my back and I was staring at the deep blue sky above the New Mexico desert. With my feet still clipped into the pedals and the bicycle between my legs, the rest of my exhausted body lying in an almost star-fished heap on the track was telling me that […]