Lachlan Morton is a different sort of pro cyclist. He takes on things that aren’t races, or aren’t races that most pros do. For example, last year he rode the entire Tour de France route, including transfers, solo, to benefit World Bicycle Relief. He’s an ultra-distance beast, and he strikes you as thoughtful, purposeful, like a guy searching for meaning in a milieu that can seem chaotic and primarily competitive.
In other words, he’s likeable.
This is a story of a typical Morton quest. It’s well-told, with some darkness and some suspense, and a great scene where he wanders the aisles of a grocery store late at night. Colorado looks its gorgeous, wild best, too.