Do it! Go on a long bike ride!
The route I ended up riding, after making some on-the-fly changes.
This is roughly how the Ortlieb bag hangs.
It's a medium-sized clip.
Just a basic aluminum carabiner-style clip.
A stout luggage strap, of the non-stretchy variety.
The luggage strap rolled up for storage.
Thread the luggage strap through these.
The man who fenced my stolen bike at the Coliseum flea market.
Closeup of the man who fenced my stolen bike.
License plate belonging to the car of the man who fenced my stolen bike
Lock skewer in place on rear wheel
Valoria as I recovered her from the theft.
Research data collected by the ship during the journey.
I saw this view a lot.
The water on the ship is horrible too. Either you buy it in really expensive bottles, or you bring your own supply. I filled this in the Faroe Islands.
The chocolate pie was so good, and the chocolate on the ship was so bad, that I snuck some pie aboard.
Everything you need to carry around, when you have a locker: Your badge, the locker key, and enough coins to open it six more times.
It's first-world for sure! Here I am enjoying some amazingly good chocolate pie.
Definitely a nordic influence here.
Current journey: Iceland
“Much in the universe baffled me, yet I knew I could pry the answers out of books if I lived & studied longer. Geology, for example. Just how did these ancient sediments & stratifications get crystallised & upheaved into granite peaks? Geography — just what would Scott & Shackleton & Borchgrevink find in the great white antarctic on their next expeditions … which I could – if I wished – live to see described? … As I contemplated an exit without further knowledge I became uncomfortably conscious of what I didn’t know. Tantalising gaps existed everywhere. … What of the vast gulfs of space outside all familiar lands?”
H.P. Lovecraft, describing why he decided not to commit suicide as a young man.
