We knew we couldn’t escape it forever. After evading it for nearly four years, COVID finally caught up with us. That virus is no joke. It was nasty.
After 9 days of laying in bed, only getting up to pee, it was time to get out into the wilderness to finish recovering with fresh air, hard labor, and a little bit of starvation. Back to the Wind Rivers!
A wild and rugged and beautiful backpacking adventure through the Wind Rivers.
Ok, yes, it may be too ambitious to eat all of the tacos in Mexico, but I sure tried.
Welcome to Puerto Morelos, a quiet and charming tiny fishing village only a 20 minute drive south of Cancun. Let me tell you, this is the place to be if you prefer a more authentic experience away from all the tourism and grifting. Sure, you may have to fend off a few vendors selling snorkeling packages and boat rides, but a simple, “No, gracias” will suffice and then you can move on to the next taco…
Winter is closing in. I can feel it. The air is super crisp and bites hard at the ears and nose. We’ve been cycling every day with long rides on weekends. We’ve been wanting to go bikepacking just one time before winter descends and we lose all opportunity until next spring. So we decided on a spontaneous week long trip to New Mexico bikepack a loop in the desert over the Thanksgiving holiday.