Adventure Cycling Association

Forts of Pendleton – Berea KY to Harrodsburg KY

Forts of Pendleton – Berea KY to Harrodsburg KY

What a difference a day makes! When morning comes, Berea has survived the storm relatively unscathed and the skies have cleared. It means, as ever, we have to move on. It’s a strange feeling since it’s likely we may not see any of our new found cycling friends for a while, or perhaps ever again….

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Into the Valleys of the Dogs.  Lookout KY to Hindman KY

Into the Valleys of the Dogs. Lookout KY to Hindman KY

Today we left Lookout and headed into the valleys of the dogs. Kentucky has a reputation for mean ones with a taste for passing cyclists and we were all a little apprehensive, particularly after John took a call from a fellow TransAmerican further up the trail who had problems with them around Hindman, our destination….

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Lord of the (chain) Rings. Damascus VA to Council VA

Lord of the (chain) Rings. Damascus VA to Council VA

Let’s get this out in the open right from the start. We’ve clearly underestimated the physical challenge of cycling the TransAmerican. The Appalachians are a major hurdle, the largest chain of mountains east of the Mississippi extending from Canada, all the way to Alabama. We’ve been cycling through them for well over a week now…

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Bleak Expectations…. Catawba VA to Fort Chiswell VA

Bleak Expectations…. Catawba VA to Fort Chiswell VA

By Terry Last night’s life saver turned up trumps again this morning … fresh coffee and egg ‘biscuits’ (‘rolls’ to us Brits) made to order. Fab. And they had those rare and elusive items: a butane canister and some non-meat noodles. Now we are cooking with the proverbial! Well, we at least have the option…

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Go Yell it on the Mountain! Afton VA to Lexington VA

Go Yell it on the Mountain! Afton VA to Lexington VA

It’s Terry’s better half, Liz’s birthday today and he was determined to yell it from the mountain. So it was a good job our task today was to climb the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia and search for the lonesome pine in the pale moonshine etc. It wasn’t quite night-time when we left the Cookie…

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