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60 km on a bowl of dry cereal

60 km on a bowl of dry cereal

Some people asked if I ever have a difficult time. It’s hard to believe but over the last 5 months, I don’t think I ever had a bad day, I can only remember a few bad moments. It’s been just a great adventure. But somehow, about a week ago, something happened. But first thing first, I’ll go chronologically… Last time I posted a blog, I was  in Mendocino, a cute little village that had a café with a generator. Because…

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Riding with the Giants

Riding with the Giants

Here I am in California now, likely my last State before Mexico, unless I detour again… The first part was pretty amazing.  I had seen the Redwood forest before, but just like the ocean, it is hard to get tired of seeing these massive trees. So from Brookings, I went to Hiouchi to visit the Jedediah Smith Park and then back to the coast where I stayed in yet another church, thanks to a lovely woman named Katie, who has…

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Goodbye Oregon!

Goodbye Oregon!

There was one thing I was really hoping to see in Oregon: a storm, ideally without getting too cold and wet. I was very lucky. We got a 5 day storm, and I managed to stay dry and warm most of the time. Of course that means I didn’t cover much distance, but I have no regrets. I had one of the most memorable time. This is what this trip is all about anyway. In Bandon, I met a tour…

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Washed ashore and other stories

Washed ashore and other stories

The wind is howling, the rain is just starting and all of this is supposed to last for a few days. I could be having a miserable day riding in that weather. Instead, I am sitting in a nice café, dry and warm, working on a big piece of pumpkin-cranberry cake and a coffee, looking outside, feeling pretty content (which means “in a state of peaceful happiness”, according to the dictionary, I love it!). I feel very lucky to have…

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Along the Oregon Coast

Along the Oregon Coast

I finally reached the Pacific Coast! It took me a few days because I wanted to start in Astoria, at the mouth of the mighty Columbia River.  After following the Lewis and Clark Trail here and there for weeks, it seemed appropriate to ride along the Columbia River to reach the coast. And that detour was a great excuse to meet a few other Warmshowers hosts. Leaving Portland wasn’t the most interesting ride as there was quite a bit more…

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