From Big Bear to Monterey, we traced the coast, dodged rogue seagulls, and sampled roadside cuisine that challenged both our courage and digestion. Paso Robles greeted us with wine, Hollister with history, and Sonora with the kind of small-town charm that makes you forget how sore you are. Yosemite’s towering granite walls reminded us why we ride, and Tehachapi offered just enough dust to make us feel properly adventurous. After one last stretch back to Big Bear, we returned home sunburned, sore, and already scheming up the next grand misadventure. It was a gritty, glorious blur of twisty roads, quirky motels, and the kind of shared madness that makes you glad to be alive—and married to your riding partner.

The KTM, overcome by its own enthusiasm, promptly blew a fork seal in Twin Falls, leading to an unscheduled pit stop at Adventure Motorsports while I reflected on the joys of mechanical betrayal. From the desolate charm of Beatty and Eureka to the winding roads of Idaho’s backcountry, we crossed towns with fewer people than excuses I made for getting us lost. Garden Valley was so lovely we stayed twice, and Elk City welcomed us like kin — the kind that still have outhouses. After one last stretch through the noble metropolis of Winnemucca and a final dust bath in Barstow, we rolled home, sunburned, saddle-sore, and victorious, with just enough dignity left to claim we’d had the time of our lives.

From Big Bear’s pine-scented air to the sunbaked streets of Taft, we rode through towns where the locals know your name. Shaver Lake sparkled like a gem, Mariposa whispered ghost stories of miners past, and Downieville seemed convinced we’d surely stayed for the trout fishing. Placerville and Jackson welcomed us back like an old friend, while Kernville provided just enough dust to remind us we were still adventurers, not tourists. After three weeks of winding roads, mountain views, and more Best Western breakfasts than we care to admit, we rumbled back into Big Bear, saddle-sore, sun-kissed, and thoroughly convinced that there’s no finer way to see the world than from the seat of a dirt-streaked bike.

Let’s say you’re looking at your map in Google My Maps, but it feels a bit small, and you want to see it bigger. Here’s how you can do that:

1. Look for the Expand Option: When you’re viewing your map, check the top-right corner of the map area. You might see a little square icon. Click that. This makes the map fill your whole screen or at least a larger part of it.

2. Open in Google Maps (Alternative): If you’re previewing your custom map and see a link or button that says 'View in Google Maps' or 'Open in Maps,' click it. This takes your map to the full Google Maps website or app, where it’s bigger and easier to explore.

3. Zoom and Adjust: Once it’s larger, you can use your mouse wheel to zoom in or out, or drag the map around to see more details.

That’s it! You’re just telling the map to take up more space so you can see everything better.

This works whether they’re on a computer or a phone, though the exact buttons might look slightly different. If they’re stuck, they can also hit the 'Preview' button in Google My Maps to see it in a cleaner, larger layout.