Highways, freeways, alley ways, border crossings, cattle guards, asphalt, cement, sidewalks, crosswalks, train tracks. Grassland, farm land, mountain passes, one way streets (the wrong way), gravel, loose dirt, packed dirt, sand. Stream beds, tree roots, cobblestone, horse shit. Construction zones, private property, herringbone brick, decaying brick. Metal sheets, siding, road kill, single track, storm drains and glass chards. Our tires have rolled through just about every surface imaginable to get us to our first 1,000 miles of bike travel. It wasn’t easy or able to fit into the confines of our expectations. It was beautiful, adventure filled, lonely, lovely, terrifying, baking, freezing and everything in between. But we did it…with a little help from our fiets.