Why you should see Yellowstone by bicycle

The sounds were soft but defining: the steady crunching of fine black pumice crushed beneath bike tires, the patter of rain pelting helmet and jacket, labored breaths exhaled in plumes, and the drumming of a rapid pulse as blood rushed through my carotid artery.

Slowly pedaling up a highway in Yellowstone National Park during a cool spring rainstorm last weekend, I wondered: "What the heck was I thinking?" I could have been lying comfortably on a soft couch, snug under a fleece blanket and munching popcorn while watching a movie. What drove me to punish my body like this, because on a scale of 1 to 10 — 10 being the fittest people I know — I’m maybe a 5. At the time though, I felt like a sluggish minus 10.

By Brett French

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