Screen Shot 2015-05-09 at 3.06.10 PMMiles Today: 88

Miles to Date: 242

May 8, 2015 – Sunny, windy, 55 degrees


The reality of this trip hit me hard in the face today, in the form of a 30-mile head wind. I started the day with a group discussion of how will we live tomorrow at SMRT, the Portland architecture firm with whom I worked a few years ago. After a stimulating conversation, I walked out of their waterfront offices to a hard wind shift.

IMG_1706I pedaled 15 miles along Casco Bay to Yarmouth, where I met with folks from DeLorme, the mapping company, to discuss trends in mapping and satellite location systems. I was mesmerized by Eartha, the largest globe in the world (42’ diameter). When we hold a globe in our hands, the earth seems manageable. A three-story tall planet revolving on its axis is both inspiring and humbling.

It was well past noon when I climbed back on the bike for a 66 mile trek to Union. Two friends of my cousin Andy heard about my trip and invited me to their yurt. I knew it would be a long haul, but their invitation was so genuine, I told them I’d shoot to arrive by seven. Immediately, I knew I was overly optimistic. The wind was steady, fierce and spot on. I alternated between being on Route 1 and side road spurs, but no matter where I went, the wind found me out.

After a terrific lunch at Wild Oats Bakery in Brunswick, I did thirty miles without a break – earning my bikes namesake of Long Haul Trucker. Twenty more miles brought me within shooting distance of Union. I was up in hills now, away from the coat. The horizontal sun streamed through the trees, but I wanted to get there before dark. Somehow, I missed the road and needed to call – twice – to find the dirt road that led to the cozy yurt.


It was after eight when I arrived, but my road woes evaporated in a moment. Rose and Jeremy had invited friends for potluck. A dozen of us spent the evening eating chicken with apples, bow-tie pasta in pesto and berry cobbler, while discussing how will we live tomorrow. By the time I crawled into my sleeping bag under the moonlit skylight in the middle of their circular home, I was exhausted by satisfied.

About paulefallon

Greetings reader. I am a writer, architect, cyclist and father from Cambridge, MA. My primary blog, is an archive of all my published writing. The title refers to a sequence of three yoga positions that increase focus and build strength by shifting the body’s center of gravity. The objective is balance without stability. My writing addresses opposing tension in our world, and my attempt to find balance through understanding that opposition. During 2015-2106 I am cycling through all 48 mainland United States and asking the question "How will we live tomorrow?" That journey is chronicled in a dedicated blog,, that includes personal writing related to my adventure as well as others' responses to my question. Thank you for visiting.
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