One morning last May, I was sitting in my kitchen in Page, Arizona, drinking coffee and trying to decide what I wanted to do on my birthday, which was two days away. For starters, I would be a no-show at work, which, of course, everyone should do on their birthday. The other plan that came to mind was riding my mountain bike from Big Water, Utah, to Alstrom Point in Glen Canyon National Recreation Area, a ride whose roundtrip distance would roughly approximate the age I would be turning – 56.