The origin of the nickname “Moist Boys” is lost to the annals of history, but over the first few days of the trip we have all come to identify with it in our own ways. We considered naming the website “The Moist Boys Go South,” but that seemed perhaps too suggestive. The first few days of the trip, though, have shown us that the nickname is more apt than we’d thought. Living on the road, especially in the weather we’ve been having recently, means that staying dry is nigh on impossible, and once anything gets wet it retains some level of moistness for quite some time. We have been blessed by the hospitality of the McCombs in Fargo, with whom we have spent the last day, and in whose backyard we have cleaned and dried all our gear, so we’ll have a fresh start heading out across North Dakota.
Without any further ado, here is an introduction to the crew, a.k.a. the Moist Boys:
Christopher Geach is a native Minneapolitan of questionable ethnicity. His passion for biking was kindled by his father through long weekend rides on the trails of Minneapolis at a young age, and his interest in Spanish comes from a semester spent studying abroad in Sevilla, Spain. He has recently graduated from the University of Minnesota with a degree in Physics and Math, but has elected to take a break from his academic career to pursue his twin interests.
Cooper White moved around a lot as a young boy, but never strayed from south Minneapolis. From Bryn Mawr to 50th and France he has come to know his home-town like few others. Like all boys, he was on two wheels as soon as possible and enjoyed frequent summer rides with his father in and around Uptown, Downtown and the West Bank. However his true passion for biking began when he lost access to a car as a senior in high school. What began as transportation out of necessity became a more of an addiction. Now he is, most likely, going to have more of it than he can handle.
Keith Kopatz entered this world at a young age. With a knife for every occasion, Kid Queso decided to try his luck on the West Coast, leaving the rest of the Moist Boys on the border between ND and MT.
Tom Johnson, a.k.a. T-Bone, is the heart and soul of the trip, and the perennial winner of the “moistest boy” award. His primary reason for coming on the trip is to eat gas station food as often and in as many different places as possible.
Joe Olofsson- The outsider of this group, hailing from the humble Kankakee, IL. He and Chris were housed together in Sevilla, which lead to his involvement in this trip. Savvy in the art of the stretch and blessed with a lack of shame, he has assumed the roles of Cheif of body maintenance as well as negotiator. He by no means considers Himself “Frat-tastic!”