In a blog that sometimes finds itself full of photographs, it is hard to imagine choosing a favorite one. If it is true that every picture has a story to tell, then the 500+ photos that are archived on my blogging site could surely speak one interesting tale.
If not for the Bike Across Kansas of 2011, I would have never started writing at all. In the beginning, my only thought was to write for a month to keep my friends and family posted along the way. After it was over, I was ready to take this site down and go back to whatever it was that I was doing before it all started.
1,220 stories and 6 1/2 years later, I still like to write.
Everyone's life has a story to tell. This one is mine.
Have a great day everyone out there!
The route for the BAK of 2011. I made it all the way to McPherson, Kansas until I had to drop out because of heat exhaustion. It wasn't how I wanted it all to end but at least I got over halfway there.
I had a t-shirt for each of the days I was gone. My sister-in-law Paula embroidered messages of encouragement for me on each one's sleeves. This one is the shirt I had on the day I had to finally drop out. Mike was my brother and he died 4 years prior to this of ALS.
I had a batch of stuff to take along with me and had to learn to pack lightly. Even at that, this was too big of a load to carry along. I learned that lesson the hard way.
The ride started at the Colorado-Kansas line just west of the city of Tribune, Kansas. Little did I know that 2 years after this ride, I'd be moving to the mountains to begin a life there with Mike.
Clint and Shelly Rodriguez were my riding partners that year. All three of us were teachers for USD 308 in Hutchinson. Shelly and I put many miles in together in the spring before we left. They were a blessing to me.
It was a strange little place to call my home for that week. This tiny tent and I got along pretty well together. The night before it all started, everyone met at the playground area of a local school where we set up our tents and unrolled our sleeping bags. I remember that it was the year of the stickers! It was advisable to watch where you stepped as well as where you lay down for the night.
If not for the Bike Across Kansas of 2011, I would have never started writing at all. In the beginning, my only thought was to write for a month to keep my friends and family posted along the way. After it was over, I was ready to take this site down and go back to whatever it was that I was doing before it all started.
1,220 stories and 6 1/2 years later, I still like to write.
Everyone's life has a story to tell. This one is mine.
Have a great day everyone out there!
Day 2-Scott City, Kansas
It was about 130 degrees in the shade that day but I was so happy!
It was about 130 degrees in the shade that day but I was so happy!
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