It's a gray morning in Pittsburgh--a perfect morning to sleep into and let achey bodies rest. We've ridden across Pennsylvania, my friends Nick and Carter and I, in the attempt to make it to the West Coast. Ridden--not driven; I'm talking bikes. Hence the achey bodies.
Today we spend our time in the city before moving on towards Chicago. We may not make it across, in fact it's likely we won't, but the beauty in life and adventure is not always the destination, but the journey we take in her direction. The sunset is beautiful, but only unreachably so.
There are stories upon stories and people and sights, but little time between pedals, and even less internet access. I encourage you to go to this blog for the time being (www.westwardwithoutwalls.blogspot.com), where we will be posting as much as we can to keep you informed of our travels.
