78 Miles Remain

June 23, 2011 Thursday This morning I woke up to the crowing of a rooster, only minutes before my cell phone alarm went off. That’s not something I ever thought I’d be fortunate enough to experience. My new friends, Rick and Kim, let me pitch my tent on their little farm last night and I … Continue reading

Dear Lord, No More Rain

June 15, 2011 Wednesday I crossed into Indiana, yesterday, only to find that the weather is same in this state as in the previous. Today makes for a total of 3 consecutive days of thunderstorms with torrential rainfall. Thus far, this moist obstacle has championed itself as the most difficult trial yet in my journey. … Continue reading

Leap Frogging

June 14, 2011 Tuesday (?) Since my last post, I spent a night at the fabulous Huck Finn Hostel, went to church, and toured Saint Louis with my new foreign friends, Aziz and David, who are from from Saudi Arabia and Sweden. I then biked through the city and have since traversed the entirety of … Continue reading

POWER PACE

Hundreds of miles later . . . . . . and I am now a tourist in the great Kansas City, KS! Ha ha! At no less than 80 miles a day, I have been making great progress across the motherland towards my initial goal of Washington D.C. As most of my personal friends and … Continue reading

Another Star

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” – MLK Jr Last night I slept beside an abandoned house that looked haunted when I found it. For only two hours, I rested with my back against the wall like a soldier who had … Continue reading

Fort Garland, Colorado

After biking only 26 miles, I found myself in the small town of Ft. Garland, CO (pop. <500?). The very nice Hawaiian woman who helps run the local market gave me a free package of “Hawaiian Crispy Wafers”, an addictive snack her family makes. I polished them off them off this morning. The manager over … Continue reading

Seasoned Drifter

May 22, 2011 Sunday The past few days in Colorado have made me feel like Clint Eastwood’s “Man Without A Name” character. I drift from town to town, drinking locally brewed beer, camping out under the stars (most of the time), all while never spending more than 24 hours in any one place. After leaving … Continue reading

Desert Exodus

By the time I left the Indian reservation lands, I was ready to move on. I had not lost any of my new-found appreciation for the area, rather, I was simply anxious to begin the next stage in my journey. As I neared the Utah-Colorado border, the scenery became bleak. Economic opportunity seemed increasingly minuscule, … Continue reading

The Day Dares To Question

May 18th, 2011 Wednesday “Ok, who did the rain dance?”, I asked the nice women at the Monument Valley visitors center. They chuckled and one admitted that she had been praying for rain. As soon as the drizzle ceased, I raced along route 163 toward Bluff, UT, my destination. As if the absolute lack of … Continue reading

Mirrored Realities

May 17th, 2011 Tuesday This morning I woke up on comfortable bed. After t’ai chi, I ate a breakfast of grilled peanut butter and apples on molasses wheat bread along with what may have been the strongest cup of coffee I have ever had. The combination was excellent. Later on, I was dispatched by Dr. … Continue reading