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Following America’s oldest and most popular long-distance bicycle route, the peculiar couple within this tale must pedal from the distant shores of the East Coast all the way home to the Pacific if they hope to make it in time for their own wedding. But with just 70 days to accomplish this feat, the seemingly impossible deadline they’ve set only compounds the stress of an already trying situation. Before they can walk down the aisle together they must first find the fortitude and patience to survive life on the road together. 

And We’re Off Like a Herd of Dirty Turtles 
is a true story of what can happen when you actively seek out adventure on an atypical pre-wedding honeymoon.


Check out our Adventure narrative book, 
And We’re Off Like a Herd of Dirty Turtles 
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Binge drifting is a way of life for us. Since 2008, we have worked seasonally in 10 different states, driven across this amazing country of ours countless times, hiked from Mexico to Canada, bicycled from coast to coast, and traveled the world. We hope you enjoy these tales of our journey chasing adventure!
"May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds... May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets' towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go as lightning clangs upon the high crags, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you — beyond that next turning of the canyon walls." 

-Edward Abbey

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