That time I rode a bike while on an investigative journalism trip to the cork oak forests* and factories of Portugal . . . * the montado
That time I rode a bike while on an investigative journalism trip to the cork oak forests* and factories of Portugal . . . * the montado
Fearless. Spiritual. Never Give Up. Feel Like a Kid Again. Mind over Matter. Transform Yourself. Traveling at the Speed of Bike is now on Pinterest! My newest board features sayings and quotes I find while traveling […]
So I usually: pack my bike in the trunk and drive my car four relatively flat miles to the train station (because my suburb-city does not support true safe access-for-all and I don’t always want […]
Um, excuse me. All I do is loiter.
“Run, Attica, run,” I said out loud that first time I turned left with “the bike in the attic” on the Freedom Parkway path. So it’s easy to understand why we had to stop when […]
I hadn’t been back to the Hand of God Tree since I discovered it had crashed into the Chattahoochee River. But so much has happened and I feel like it is my Grandmother Willow (from […]
Click here to sign up ASAP so you can snag the one free Pedal Power with Pattie* class in your state (if that doesn’t work when you try to sing up, feel free to email […]
I sit here quietly in the dark of morning and wait for the bells to ring at the local church or on TV or in my heart, as they have on 9/11* every year for […]