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Days 120 and 121 First miles toward home

In the past two days I’ve ridden 5,306,400 feet from Humbolt Redwoods State Park in Northern California to Phoenix Arizona. That’s 1005 miles for the folks who were curious about the conversion. For the third night in a row I managed a solid three hours of sleep. This time caffeine had nothing to do with … Continue reading

Day 119 Walking under giants

Today was the day I had patiently waited for. The day where I would do nothing other than bask in one of our planets greatest treasures. The redwoods. I had a full foggy, damp day to take it all in. A dark, seclusive morning greeted me at Humbolt Redwoods State Park. Again I barely got … Continue reading

Day 118 Big waves, big coast, and FINALLY big trees.

The entire night before I had the, kid waiting for Christmas morning, feeling. Basically I laid there in my Motel 6 penthouse suite, waiting for morning to come. Two things were keeping me awake. The first one was knowing that the coming days ride would take me to the giant redwoods of northern California, the … Continue reading

Day 113 Re-relocating

KOA and my cramped little Kelty tent have been home for the past three days. Brittany and I really didn’t need to head back to San Diego yet, but three nights of laying on the ground with no room to stretch out was good enough for us. Transporting our things is the tricky part in … Continue reading

Day 112 Motoring up to Lake Elsinore

Morning came and my thumb was looking good and feeling ok. Good start to the day. Brittany survived another night in the wilderness known as KOA. ¬†We were both doing good and just wanted to grab breakfast somewhere. Our tastebuds wanted something with a bit of flavor, but the need for some wi-fi took us … Continue reading

Day 111 La Jolla

Sleeping overnight was a pain in the rear with the pain in my thumb. I couldn’t get the throbbing to stop, even if my thumb wasn’t touching anything. It’s hard to find a position to lay in where your hand remains elevated and your thumb isn’t resting on something. Eventually pure fatigue set in and … Continue reading

Day 110 K.O.A. bound

Motel 6 near the San Diego airport has been home for the last few days. Our time there has been pretty smooth with just one unsavory incident that happened just minutes after Brittany arrived at the room for the first time. We were staying in room 237 and our not so lovely neighbors were in … Continue reading

Day 101 Slow Sunday

After Supercross at Dodger Stadium I made it back to my tent and was wiped out. Being that tired, I thought I’d fall asleep right away, but the Santa Monica mountains were just cold enough that I had to get all the way in the sleeping bag and just couldn’t get comfortable. I’m guessing I … Continue reading

Day 100 FEET IN THE PACIFIC!

Day 100. In my unofficial rule book I’m officially hardcore. On day five I said “Five days in. That would sound so hard-core if it were a hundred days in.” Well here I am, one hundred days on the road. What have I got out of it to this point. For sure I’ve had a … Continue reading

Day 99 Thank you, thank you, thank you for the tire!

I woke with a mission. The Goose needed a rear tire. I’m guessing I could squeeze one or two more days out of it before it let go and left me stranded on some unfamiliar road in California. Luckily I had teammates on my side. My good friends at Crossroads Yamaha-Suzuki in Albe Marle, North … Continue reading

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My name's Mike Krabal and I am from Jefferson County WV. I'm a thirty year old guy who still believes that you can be anything you want to be. I'm on a mission to find out exactly what that is.

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