story and photography by Mitchell Steckler
I awoke to a beautiful summer morning, a motorcyclist’s dream: blue sky, 82 degrees and a weekend of freedom....
Early in the last century, one highway paved the way—literally and figuratively—for the roads we enjoy today. More patchwork quilt than a continuous ribbon,...
Thousands of years ago the glaciers swept across the upper Midwest like a giant bulldozer, flattening everything in their path.
Fortunately they missed a small...