From Asuncion, Paraguay to Goshen, Indiana by bicycle
United States of America
Adiós México, te extrañaremos.
Upon arriving in the US, Franz took us to a Golden Corral (his favorite) for some “Amurican” cookin’
Despite the face, Levi was very excited for this plate of cheesy broccoli, mashed potatoes, and pot roast.
Celebrating the fact that we no longer need our water filter by drinking straight from the tap!
Our first night was at Hidalgo Border Missions, a church organization that offers meals to many families that came weekly from Reynosa. Here, one of the directors showed us around the food pantry.
The McAllen Chamber of Commerce made Michael’s day by giving him a free map of Texas. Thank you, taxpayers.
Although the tiny town of Encino, TX was lacking seats, we enjoyed free tamales and pizza from the Puerto Rican postal worker
With hawk-like eyes, Levi spotted an unopened bottle of Gatorade by the side of the road.
Michael supports the Chinese-made Cheng Shin Tire. Purchased in Peru for $6, this piece of rubber/metal lasted 10,000 km before wearing out.
Meet Keith, a jolly Canadian-gone-Texan that loves dogs and hosting bike tourists
We knew we were in the right place
Keith’s friend Diego was a grill connoisseur and certainly gave us a tasty welcome to Texan protein. We hadn’t seen such a large quantity of meat since Paraguay.
South Texan landscape: flat farmland with lots of wind
We love the Mexican connections and Spanglish present in Texas. We had Tex-Mex at this Jalisciense restaurant
Biking along the Gulf coast of Texas means busy highways, congested causeways, and bridges such as this one outside of Corpus Christi
Another roadside-find by Levi just in time for the colder northern weather
Seriously, don’t mess.
More bay bridges
The vintage hotel owner in Blessing, TX let us sleep in the lobby for free, and the guys out front even gave us a huge steak. The town was truly a blessing after a long day of biking.
A common site in Texas: huge trucks with jacked up suspension
Arriving in Seabrook on a rainy day
The Blancos have something we crave: a room filled with musical instruments.
The Blancos are into their fitness and have a Crossfit gym in their backyard
Jammin’ with the fam.
Gwendolyn, a family member of our Oaxacan hosts came down from Baylor to see us
Gabriel challenged Abe to a silly face contest and won.
Abigail is an animal lover and lizard whisperer.
The St. Louis Cathedral in the French Quarter
Listening to fantastic street jazz that mimics the Zatarain’s logo
Astounding French architecture
Since childhood, Levi has always loved tree climbing
A home in the Lower Ninth Ward. Many homes are still vacant and destroyed almost 9 years after Hurricane Katrina
Some homes such as this one still have a faded X sprayed painted on the wall. Search and rescue teams used the X-code system to show when the house was searched, how many bodies were removed, and any hazardous warnings
New Orleans knows how to paint houses
This Yuba Mundo cargo bike has taken Mike and his dog Bixby around the US
The colorful home of our New Orleans host
New Orleans from a distance
Crossing the Mis’sippi
Levi on a levee heading into New Orleans
شكراً، عائلة بوكارة
A battle of soccer tag between Abe and Youssef
Looking for gators
On a nature hike with Hichem and Youssef
Michael preferred the Spanish moss beard
Embracing the return to American suburbs
Cycling culture of New Orleans
Live oak trees adorned small towns in LA
Hot dang! Levi’s in hotsauce fermentation heaven
Tabasco burns the sunburned lips but tastes so good!
Ronda and her daughter Kimberly used these bikes across half of the US
Passing barges on the Intracoastal Waterway
Juanita fixed us up Cajun style
The Spanish moss Fu Manchu
Juanita owned a house full of dogs. Skinny (pictured) was Levi’s favorite
The roseate spoonbill (and our lack of a zoom lens)
“Big bait, big fish”
Wispy Spanish moss adorned the oak trees of Louisiana
The slab in front of the Cameron Baptist church was the location of the sanctuary before Hurricane Rita
Tasty snacks from Seabrook!
More ferry riding
The Gulf Coast highway
A beautiful, newly built library filled with books and chatty librarians.
Bienvenue! Time to dig up those French speaking skills, Abe.
Thanks for the bike escort out of Port Arthur!
Meet Michael: photographer, artist, and bearded cyclist
Port Arthur industry
Colors of the road: grays, greens, yellows, and blues
The only hills that we crossed in Texas and Louisiana were bridges such as this one
Steel infrastructure such as this is less common in South and Central America
Miles of sandy Gulf coast beaches
Stopping to see the daily catch
The land of stilted homes
Bike travel makes ferry rides feel like lightning speed
Michael zipping along on a featherlight triathlon bike in Seabrook, TX
The excited meant soon wore off when we had to use plastic bags to block the frigid wind
North Christian Church
Our first and only snow of the 2013-14 winter. So excited!
Getting artsy with architecture
The Inn at Irwin Gardens
St. Peters Lutheran School
First Christian Church. Colombus is known for its architectural works
A Chihuly chandelier in the Columbus Visitors Center
Abe was dreaming of this photo since Mississippi. Unfortunately, it was pouring rain the day we entered Indiana
Tagging buildings with Levi
“Crashing” a wedding with college-friend Nate Stoess and his wife Brittaney
It just so happened that we arrived in Louisville on the night of Thunder Over Louisville, a week-long festival celebrating the start of the Kentucky Derby
Riding the levee trail along the Ohio River reminded us of our entrance to New Orleans
Amigos de Radcliff, KY
Levi playing some hymns on a pump organ at a host’s home in Radcliff
Quilting designs such as this one appeared on many of the barns that we passed in Kentucky
More Kentucky countryside
Daffodils lined the country roads of Kentucky
Crossing the Green River, foreshadowed since Bolivia when Matthew taught us “Paradise” by John Prine. We sang it as we crossed by ferry.
One of four churches located in Mammoth Cave National Park
Big caves in Mammoth Park
The fleet of bicycle “Cadillacs:” The Surly Long Haul Trucker
Our host Robert and his speedy fixie commuting bike
We arrived in Bowling Green a little early and killed some time reading bicycle magazines and fermentation books in a Barnes and Noble
Fields of green and a tailwind in southern Kentucky
Tree model or bike model?
Heading into horse country
A kind stranger saw us during a stop at Dollar General, and when she heard where we were coming from, she immediately invited us to a meal of whatever we wanted from the restaurant that she owned. It was a dangerous offer to three hungry cyclists, but we settled for the Tennessee classic of “Meat & Three”
We caught up to Andy during his morning commute. After chatting for a bit, we followed him to his workplace and took us for a tour of the micro-brewery where he works
Luke Yoder: master of the kale salad massage
Lunch at the famous Arnold’s Country Kitchen
Exploring the city of Nashville on a sunny day (by bike, of course)
A photo from the fall of 2010 under the iron gate foreshadowed our future arrival. It was this bike trip to Michigan that truly kindled the passion for bike touring