Monday 13th March – Bye Tucson, I’m Spent

I had one more trail network to explore, the Fifty Year trails. I was up early because I was waiting on some news from Kevin so I’d had a restless sleep all night. Apprehensively, I checked my phone and the messages I saw from my mate were ones of flight confirmations and good news, he…

Sunday 12th March – I’d Rather Eat Dirt Than Cactus

Another day in beautiful Tucson. I had a sleep in and set up my outdoor camp for the day. My neighbour offered me her hammer when she saw me struggling to hammer a tent peg in with a rock. Even with the hammer I had no success, opting in the end to use rocks to…

Saturday 11th March – A Spot of Acupuncture

Back to the trails. I didn’t muck around this morning, but had my breakfast, got dressed for riding and head off to a different trailhead for Mount Tucson after saying goodbye to Larry since I didn’t know if I’d be coming back to this camp for the night. A got a bit lost on the…

Friday 10th March – The Town Too Tough to Die

Despite the morning sun, I managed to sleep in, due to exhaustion probably. I had decided that if I had any chance of enforcing a rest day, I had to get away from the trails so I devised a day-trip to the town of Tombstone about an hour and a half away. It was back…

Thursday 9th March – Queen of Tucson

“Today will be a rest day”. I’d had that same thought yesterday morning, but today it was more likely to happen. After breakfast, I finished my awning setup, very happy with the finished product, though I think if it becomes a regular thing, I’ll invest in a larger tarp. It was nice to sit outside…

Wednesday 8th March – The Desert at Dusk

I was slow to get started, I didn’t really have a plan for the day, but my legs were achy and I didn’t feel a whole lot like doing anything, so I lingered. Eventually I snapped myself out of it and went to check out the west section of Saguaro National Park. I’d nearly ridden…

Happy Anniversary – 6 Months a Nomad

March 7th marked an important anniversary in my life. Six months ago, I quit my job and walked out on “normal” life to be a nomad. It was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made and I’m happy I made it. Here is the data… The Money Total cost of trip = $4,771.66 Cost per…

Tuesday 7th March – Seamless Ride

As much as I wanted to sleep in, it didn’t happen. The cold of the desert night lingered and so I faffed around, not wanting to get riding until it warmed up a bit. I spent a good hour or so with my bike. Replacing tubes, putting sealant in them and un-seizing my derailleur so…

Monday 6th March – Pickle Schmickle

I had a surprisingly good sleep thanks to the plan that I’d made last night to tackle my car trouble. I delayed getting out of bed though, a little apprehensive of what was to come. Gary, the camphost informed me that there was a group coming in to occupy the group site, but that I…