Flat Ground and Tailwinds Blow the Across America Trekkers 107 Miles
One century and seven miles ago, we left the comfort of maple syrup and sausages marinated in hotel lobby muzak to file down the blackened finger of HWY 87. Well-timed stops at friendly local watering holes adorned with tasteful taxidermy had us busting down the road like Richard Petty. Flat ground and tailwinds didn’t hurt […]

