Our giddiness on arriving at Redwood National Park vanished as soon as we stepped out of the car at Elk Prairie. The grass was still covered in dew despite the fact that the noon sun was blazing hot and the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. As we begrudgingly loaded our gear into our bikepacking bags and backpacks I stripped down to shorts and a sports bra, my skin was covered in a salty sweat. After forcing down some lunch I peeled a jersey over my sticky body, wiped the sweat from my face and we set out on our bikes. (more…)
Goolds Gone Wild 