The final leg of our route from MIchigan to Maine


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My husband, Marc, and I are embarking on a 65+ day bike powered journey across the Northern Tier of our great country. This is our first bike touring trip and we are going it alone - just the two of us, a tent and a credit card (well a few other essentials as well.)

I've created this blog to chronicle the ins and outs of our transcontinental bike tour along with highlights of the nation's best and worst slices of pie. Inspired by my love of the Food Network's travel shows...I've added the challenge of seeking out new and exciting flavors of pie. My goal - a different kind of pie every day and yes moon pie, pizza pie and anything else with a crust counts!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

37 days and counting...

So.. wow the big day is quickly approaching! We've talked a good talk about doing a cross-country bike trip for years, and somehow through all the ifs, ands, and buts... we are making it a reality. Never thought I'd be able to leave my baby (a.k.a - my beloved business)...ok, I'll miss my doggies too. But now the airline tickets are purchased, the Facebook status posted and the house rented, no turning back. May 29th it is.. Seattle, WA to Portland, ME or bust. (Can anyone explain the "or bust" threat? I've never understood it, but it sounds good. Will I actually bust if I don't make it to Maine...probably if I intend to eat that much pie.)

Let me start by introducing the "we" in this picture. My husband of seven years, Marc, will be joining me on this adventure. I don't think he's quite as excited about the pie eating as I am...but to each their own. What we do share is our love of the bike... road, mountain, cruiser - you name it we've got in hanging the garage. Our bikes go everywhere with us... hell, they have even been to Hawaii and back. So I can't imagine a more perfect vacation than touring the country on the seat of my Trek. (Plus the guilt free pie eating!) I know... I'm a bit idyllic with my thoughts here. (I'll probably be kicking my bike in the ditch around mile 500 or so. Screaming, crying, throwing a typical bike temper tantrum -as Marc can attest to.)

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