more people every few miles!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
20 Miles Till DC!
more people every few miles!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
In Huntington, WV
ride into Huntington! Our host, Andrew Rivas, has been amazing! A
wonderful dinner and a tour of the town with all of his cycling
friends!!!
Headed into Charleston tomorrow to meet the Seattle group!!!
Friday July 3, 2009
Friday July 3, 2009
As we rode through Missouri, on the historic Katy trail, we were extremely grateful for the shade and flatness, compared to the never-ending hills of Kansas with an inconvenient heat wave of 106 degrees. The 2nd day on the Katy trail, Remy and Lucy booked it to St. Louis to get a computer fixed while Kelly and I rode on at a slower pace, to meet up with Stephanie, Ryan, and Paul, the riders that would be joining us. After sleeping through lightning storms and truly bonding, Kelly and I met Ryan and Stephanie and began our journey with them. We drilled them with questions about everything, attempting to get to know them better, and had a jolly old time. Only a few days later, in Tebetts, Missouri, we met Paul baker, the rider from Owensville, Missouri, who had found us on the internet. Right away, we were fortunate to realize that Paul was just perfect for our group. He added an element of entertainment and humor that was essential to our sanity. Right away, Kelly, Paul and I were bickering like we had known each other for forever. We are very fortunate to jive so well.
We rode on with our new additions to the group, going at a relaxed pace, and enjoying the break. When we arrived in St. Louis, we were to meet Lucy and Remy to find our host. We waited in a park by a lake, and ended up consuming an entire package of Pringles in about 20 minutes and regretting it immensely afterwards. As we were sitting there, a youthful looking woman approached and asked us what we were doing. After giving her a summary, she left saying how she wished she had done something like that at our age. She then proceeded to come back 15 minutes later with a wad of ten 20 dollar bills to donate! We were in shock, and thanked her countless times, not believing our luck. The people who choose to donate to movements like ours are so honorable, we appreciate them more than they could possibly imagine.
After regrouping, we pushed our bikes up 215 stairs to the top of a hill, where we met Sean McDonald, our host. He took us to his house in Creve Coeur where his son had made an amazing spicy eggplant pasta, butternut squash, sweet corn, and French bread dinner. The McDonalds were incredibly kind, and perfect hosts. We all got to sleep in beds and were served an amazing breakfast the next morning! After regrettably leaving the next morning, we got six flats and the group ended up splitting up. We planned to meet up in the next town, Festus. Lucy, Remy, and I arrived first, and after shopping for a little while, Kelly sprinted into the store and said, breathless, I got three flats so we hitchhiked, and Ryan and Stephanie turned back to St. Louis! It was so bizarre; Ryan had Stephanie had left our lives as suddenly as they had entered it. We were disappointed to have not been able to say goodbye and discuss their decision, and the rest of the journey would be very different without them.
In Festus we ended up staying with Suanne, a women who asked us what we were doing, singing in front of the grocery store. She had 18 rabbits, all of which had names and personalities. Suanne and her husband were very kind to provide us with a grill and platter so that we could make our quesadillas, and we got to know them very well. They were honorable people who truly showed how perseverance could really pay off.
Over the next few days, we traveled from Missouri to Illinois passing through Chester, Illinois, the home of Popeye, among other places. This is the end of our trip with just five people, as we will meet Nathalie in Carbondale.
Anne Caroline
As we rode through Missouri, on the historic Katy trail, we were extremely grateful for the shade and flatness, compared to the never-ending hills of Kansas with an inconvenient heat wave of 106 degrees. The 2nd day on the Katy trail, Remy and Lucy booked it to St. Louis to get a computer fixed while Kelly and I rode on at a slower pace, to meet up with Stephanie, Ryan, and Paul, the riders that would be joining us. After sleeping through lightning storms and truly bonding, Kelly and I met Ryan and Stephanie and began our journey with them. We drilled them with questions about everything, attempting to get to know them better, and had a jolly old time. Only a few days later, in Tebetts, Missouri, we met Paul baker, the rider from Owensville, Missouri, who had found us on the internet. Right away, we were fortunate to realize that Paul was just perfect for our group. He added an element of entertainment and humor that was essential to our sanity. Right away, Kelly, Paul and I were bickering like we had known each other for forever. We are very fortunate to jive so well.
We rode on with our new additions to the group, going at a relaxed pace, and enjoying the break. When we arrived in St. Louis, we were to meet Lucy and Remy to find our host. We waited in a park by a lake, and ended up consuming an entire package of Pringles in about 20 minutes and regretting it immensely afterwards. As we were sitting there, a youthful looking woman approached and asked us what we were doing. After giving her a summary, she left saying how she wished she had done something like that at our age. She then proceeded to come back 15 minutes later with a wad of ten 20 dollar bills to donate! We were in shock, and thanked her countless times, not believing our luck. The people who choose to donate to movements like ours are so honorable, we appreciate them more than they could possibly imagine.
After regrouping, we pushed our bikes up 215 stairs to the top of a hill, where we met Sean McDonald, our host. He took us to his house in Creve Coeur where his son had made an amazing spicy eggplant pasta, butternut squash, sweet corn, and French bread dinner. The McDonalds were incredibly kind, and perfect hosts. We all got to sleep in beds and were served an amazing breakfast the next morning! After regrettably leaving the next morning, we got six flats and the group ended up splitting up. We planned to meet up in the next town, Festus. Lucy, Remy, and I arrived first, and after shopping for a little while, Kelly sprinted into the store and said, breathless, I got three flats so we hitchhiked, and Ryan and Stephanie turned back to St. Louis! It was so bizarre; Ryan had Stephanie had left our lives as suddenly as they had entered it. We were disappointed to have not been able to say goodbye and discuss their decision, and the rest of the journey would be very different without them.
In Festus we ended up staying with Suanne, a women who asked us what we were doing, singing in front of the grocery store. She had 18 rabbits, all of which had names and personalities. Suanne and her husband were very kind to provide us with a grill and platter so that we could make our quesadillas, and we got to know them very well. They were honorable people who truly showed how perseverance could really pay off.
Over the next few days, we traveled from Missouri to Illinois passing through Chester, Illinois, the home of Popeye, among other places. This is the end of our trip with just five people, as we will meet Nathalie in Carbondale.
Anne Caroline
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