Great Divide Mountain Bike Route https://www.adventurecycling.org/ro...ute-network/great-divide-mountain-bike-route/ Shell Money said it – it's the most beautiful bike ride in existence. For sure it's one of the longest and most notorious "MTB" routes. For bikepackers, it's pretty much the holy grail. And Shell would know – he lives every year on the route rather than paying rent between seasonal jobs. I'm pretty sure he owns the singlespeed record on it. We met him on his way south, heading for Antelope Wells to start a S-N run to Rooseville MT. The notion that one bike ride from the Canadian to Mexican border is not enough seems a tad excessive – it probably is. But some people have a distinct inability to distinguish mediocrity from moderation. They live by Size Matters, for better or worse. As one of those afflicted with unreasonable concern for aesthetic matters, I'm feeling the pull of the Divide. I rode on it for a week by myself, then (finally) tandem'ed it from border to border with the Weasel in eight weeks. That was years ago now...long enough to forget any reasons why that form of living is not what everyone does on vacation. So, I'm aiming this year to re-trace the path that wifers and I rode; 2400 miles of the GD, the US portion. No Grand Hoohah start, not racing. Just riding to my heart's content every day for a month or more. ...and getting psyched to build a bikepacking single bike. Suspension? Front optional, rear needless. I'm starting with an El Mariachi, so should be pretty hard to go awry with a purpose-designed bike. Nothing on my back is a goal this time, a first for me on a single bikepack. Running a small rack/panniers in the back?...it would be fun to freak out the purists, hehe. My CO buddy Colin will probably meet me for some trail time. I would be down with any of my other bike homies hitting some Divide mileage with me. (I can briefly abandon my affinity for solo biking.) On a bike is a great way to see the country and the countryside. After several days you enter your own time zone, in the awesome world where you are alone and a stranger. Just throwing your leg over your bike at the Canada border knowing this ride will end at Mexico is a buzz all its own. It's like stepping off the ground at the face of El Capitan. Size matters, ya know. Yea, get psyched, cuz knowwhat? Yer gonna die.