Dead Wing

Hills, thrills, and a miracle were the featured attractions on Day One of one-way travel during this year’s tandem adventure.

The Minneconsin countryside was beautiful, as was the weather. Road work made for a few unwanted challenges, and a stranger inspired us to an attitude of gratitude. We put 55 miles in the books and enjoyed our evening in Red Wing.

AKA Dead Wing in the hard-bitten vocabulary of America’s private eye sweetheart, Tracer Bullitt, seen here reporting on very big things from his travels searching for clues in the death of Jungle Jimmy.

Enjoy the show.

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