January is 576 days long. I miss biking season, so I have determined to use this time to plan for more biking during bike season. A year ago, this was not a thought. I had no idea what I was missing; I was either a lone wolf riding around doing Leah Things or I was a club rider riding around with different groups in the club. And on those club rides people would say to me, “Got any bike trips planned?” and I never did. What’s that Hobbit line? “We [Petersons] are very respectable and never have any adventures at all.”
Mostly their bike trips were fully supported rides with some theme or specific purpose, and I wasn’t all that interested. No one was talking touring or bike camping, and anyway, Leah Peterson doesn’t camp. I was pretty (self) limited, just riding around doing the same things most weeks.
And now I’m hooked. I miss everything about bike touring; even the hard things, like rainstorms and hills and exhaustion. Must I really wait until spring? Like, April???
I had two amazing trips summer of ‘25. We saw gorgeous Lake Michigan shoreline. Niagara Falls. Fell asleep to waves lapping the shore of our campsites. My boy is a dream; he’s good for stimulating conversation or companionable silence. Sometimes we each had an audiobook going and we rode along with our books in our ears,, pedaling in rhythmic silence. The perfect bike touring companion, I had him, but he’s going to get a job and leave me. So now I’m in limbo; I want him as my bike partner but he is unsure where he will be this summer. I want to plan trips but I don’t want to do them alone. You would think the bike club might render me a pal. But their bikes do not haul like ours. I have one friend who did the GAP with me, but she could only carry her clothes; she had no capacity to carry a tent or panniers on her carbon bike, so we stayed at Warm Showers. And even if you find a pal, you need what I call RIDING CHEMISTRY. You cannot just go with any rando; you must be in similar shape, want to see the same sights, have similar disposable incomes, value gourmet coffee…
I’ve thought of setting off alone. But I wonder if that’s safe or will even be fun. Part of doing these trips is having someone to enjoy them and relive them with. Plus, how scared would I be alone in my tent at night when the animals come out? What if something happens like a mechanical or a crash?
Ideally, one would do this with a spouse, but mine is not a cyclist. Where do you meet people you might like to travel with? I’m sure there are plenty on this forum who can at least empathize. And with the next winter storm barreling towards us, what else have we got to do?
Leah
SW Michigan