1/15/17 – 1/21/17 I was asked by a man recently (and I get this question dozens of times per day), “Why do you come here?” Before I could give my standard, canned answer, he answered my question more perfectly and more simply than I have been able to thus far. “To...
1/8/17 – 1/15/17 We passed through a gate and were literally, (or as close to literally without being literal) in another world. The road, once flat, in an instant vaulted up, into the rolling hills, a mere stepping stool precursor to the daunting peaks that define...
1/1/2017 – 1/7/2017 I am an asshole. Or, at least that is how the people of Assam make me feel. I have never experienced such overwhelming, unsolicited kindness. They do it for nothing else but because that is their way and expect nothing in return. It is humbling and...
12/22-12/30/2016 I’m back in India and the mountains are just as I remembered, mostly. But to get to them, I still had to cross about 100km of flat, humid, mosquito saturated, mold infested, diesel spewing monotony. It has been my experience that border crossing areas...
December 11 – 21, 2016 Every bolt on my bike. Every muscle in my body. Every bike handling skill in my repertoire. Every bit of mental tenacity and fortitude. Battle tested. Time and again. Day in, day out. What are you made of and how deep are you willing to go. This...
December 2 – 10, 2016 Nepal. I keep waiting for you to let me down. To betray me. We all have our ups and downs. I’m fully expecting that old Lucy and Charlie Brown football trick. Yet, every day, I fall more in love you and this beautiful country. The people. The...
The World Spins By is an intimate journey of loss, curiosity, and love—recounted one pedal stroke at a time along Jerry’s two-year bicycle journey back to himself.