​More than a bicycle adventure, more than a love story, this is an epic journey of self-exploration while traversing the country on two wheels. Did I mention that we only have 70 days to complete this feat in order to be present at our own wedding? Well, we only have 70 days... Now 69 as the incompetent airline straightaway lost our bicycles. Now only 68 with the severe storm pressing down on the East Coast. Actually, in truth, it's more like 64 days, because if we were to show up to our own wedding any less than four days prior to the ceremony, I'm pretty sure that our parents will kill us.
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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 we met in 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!

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Join us as we explore this vast world we live in!
TeamBeckyKeith
Est. 2008​

"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