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My New Project: Ride>Eat>Repeat
Read more: My New Project: Ride>Eat>RepeatViewing the human experience through the foods we share. I’ve been grappling with things for a long time now. Johnny Killmore as a “brand” isn’t really a brand. It’s job is to say “this is who I am and what I do, collaborate with me.” It does that job, but the identity isn’t the same as a brand. I’ve been…
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Reaching The Apex
Read more: Reaching The Apex[The story continues, starting on the West Virginia and Maryland border, the Potomac River.] Antietam campground was peaceful when I woke, and I had my morning coffee on the shore of the Potomac. Once packed up I crossed back over into Shepardstown, WV for breakfast. The town was such a strange mix of old-world America and the progressive attitude of…
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Following The Fall
Read more: Following The FallWhere the road takes you. Finishing the Blue Ridge Parkway and continuing north. #jkroams
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Bluegrass to Mountain Pass: the ride continues
Read more: Bluegrass to Mountain Pass: the ride continuesMy time in Kentucky was relaxing, though maybe too much. I can get into an extremely lazy rhythm when I have no pressing matters and all the basics are taken care of. I enjoyed touring bourbon distilleries and definitely needed some sleep, but the days started to pile on and I wasn’t getting things prepped for my next journey. Work…
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From Ozarks to Bluegrass– Eastbound and Down
Read more: From Ozarks to Bluegrass– Eastbound and DownMissouri turned out to be a surprise. It wasn’t even in my plans: I was going to run through Iowa again. The closer I got to the Ozarks the better the roads and the views. Much of it is surrounded by trees and you can literally stop noticing the forest for the trees. Eventually though I fell in love with…
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Fly-over States: moving through America’s Midwest
Read more: Fly-over States: moving through America’s MidwestLeaving Denver and heading east is saying goodbye to the Rockies. While most people just assume all of Colorado is 18,000ft peaks covered in snow, the eastern part is very similar to parts of Wyoming and Nebraska. That’s to say there are rolling plains and a few hills big enough to be called a mountain, but the roads become straighter…
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Rocky Mountain Retrograde: Wandering Colorado
Read more: Rocky Mountain Retrograde: Wandering ColoradoWell, my trip into Colorado was totally unplanned, so I had the advantage of no expectations (except for cooler weather) and the disadvantage of not knowing where to go, where to stay, or what to expect. My previous excursions into the Rocky Mountain State were to race the Pikes Peak International Hill Climb or as a camera-bike pilot for the…
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Finding A Way: Making It Up As I Go
Read more: Finding A Way: Making It Up As I GoLeaving Cody, WY was an easy enough choice. I wanted to spend multiple days there but it would have required camping, which was pretty expensive unless I camped rough on BLM land. I moved somewhat randomly through Grey Bull and Worland before getting gas in Ten Sleep, a tiny town that is keeping alive with a brewery and outdoor activities.…
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Trailer Trash: life on the road, living out of a metal box
Read more: Trailer Trash: life on the road, living out of a metal boxIt’s funny, but the day-to-day of my life seems pretty mundane: it’s not quite monotonous, but it’s predictable. Then when I sit down to do a blog post I realize a huge amount of stuff has happened and I can’t imagine doing the story justice with only 1,500 words. I’m in Denver right now, in a high-rise apartment overlooking downtown.…
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Viva Mexico: Leaving The Land of Tacos
Read more: Viva Mexico: Leaving The Land of TacosWow. This bastard blog page just dumped my finished blog and failed to autosave anything except an early draft? That’s six hours I won’t get back, and that I won’t recreate either. WordPress just made their last mistake for me. I’ll be migrating to a new platform, since the site has been removing features that I want for years now,…
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Baja Bound: thoughts after a few weeks of listening to the waves
Read more: Baja Bound: thoughts after a few weeks of listening to the wavesI hope you like pictures of tacos. After months of delays and planning I got most of my ducks in a row for my trip down to Baja, California, Mexico. After a little over two weeks I can say it’s just what I needed. I had to leave a few loose ends up there in America, but very little stress…
