Saturday, 18 May 2013
America taught me lot's.
I learn't that I can overcome anything I want to, and get what I want. I learn't to trust myself above all others, to take calculated risks and not look back. I learn't that deep inside most people is a heart of gold, just itching to be released and shine, but that too many never allow it to escape. This ride taught me that commitment is everything, 100% total and utter faith and belief in what you are doing is what it takes to achieve it. Others may (and will) talk you down, criticise, judge and generally attempt to sabotage you, yet all you need to do is politely ignore those people, listen to your inner voice, the one that says 'Do it and never look back', and follow your hearts desire and everything around you will conspire to make it happen.
I have been trying to apply that learning back here in the so called 'real world'. However I wasn't ready for how hard it would be to re-adjust to life 'in the box'. People who weren't with me in spirit on that ride just don't understand what it was all about. They often have an idea about the physical challenges, however this type of ride is not about that, it is about the mental challenges. The will to keep going no matter what, the ability to blank out the enormity of the road ahead and concentrate entirely on each single pedal stroke, one at a time as you climb over the mountains one by one. The power of the mind is what got me across the United states on a bicycle, that combined with regular overdoses of jelly beans and ice cream!
Barely a day goes past without my mind drifting back to some moment of this ride, some challenge, smell, view, noise, person, feeling, mood and they are without exception positive. I even remember the dehydration with a smile! I miss the wind, the mountain passes across the cascades, the Rockies, the Ozarks, the Appalachions. I miss the heat of Kansas, the emptiness of southern Wyoming, the beautiful streams and rivers or Oregon, Idaho, and Virginia. I can still hear the voices of those that I met, those who helped me and became friends...and I want to go back to this land across the 'pond', and live again like there was no tomorrow.
I learn't that I don't fit into the box, the commonly accepted norm's of life in England; Moreover I learn't that this is a very good thing, something to be proud of, not embarrassed about anymore. I am pleased I am different, I am happy to have been able to shine. I feel sure that I can carry these life lessons into my future, and more immediately the upcoming LEJOG ride across the UK.
Wednesday, 27 March 2013
Monday, 18 March 2013
|After several days uploading I now have all the videos from this Trans American cycle tour on YouTube in three playlists in ride order. The link to these videos has been added at the top of this blog. I am trying to upload videos into each post in this blog, however you tube, BlogSpot and pilot error are conspiring against me lol!|
May the wind be with you.
Thursday, 11 October 2012
Friday, 21 September 2012
My last view of America and a bumpy landing back in the UK.
I read the google stats and this blog got over 20,000 page hits in the time I was riding. Bit of a surprise that lol!
For anybody thinking of doing this ride let me say...be very ready never to want to get back...America has a huge magnet at it's core that will pull you back!
Thanks for following me and Shinto on this amazing adventure !
Monday, 17 September 2012
Well I'm back in the UK....missing riding in America already!
Nothing changed here while I was away..strange to think that pne cam.cycle across a continent like north America while elsewhere nothing changes...riding a bianchi today felt silly lightweight under me...time to start a new dream I guess...
Sunday, 16 September 2012
Saturday, 15 September 2012
Well today is my last full day in America. The plan was to ride the 15 miles to the bike shop and try to survive the highway traffic. But first I needed to get my ice cream fix and some wi.fi T Ben and gerrrys.
Here I got an email.from my new friend Carlos who offered to collect me and Shinto and take.me to the bike shop, help me pack Shinto into the bike box and let.me stay over at his house near the airport ...let me wash.some clothes and then get Shinto and I to the airport in tbd morning! How.cool.is that...what a great gesture. So the logistics of taxis and motels all became much.simpler...cheers Carlos mate, you are a top man!
Getting Shinto taken apart and into.the box was easy, saying goodbye to Yorktown wasn't. At Ben and gerrys this morning a guy bought.me ice cream just because he saw my.bike and figured, correctly, that I had ridden across the states! I have to say that a lot of brits could learn a lesson in hospitality from our American cousins who throughout this little ride of mine have been amazing.
So, after and hour or so at the bike shop ans a subway lunch here I am at carlos' house taking a few moments to grasp the fact that I really did cycle across America and that in a day or so.I.will.be back in rainy windy England.
Roll on the next adventure...the memories of this one will stay with me always....
It's tomorrow now and I'm at the airport..Shinto is checked in and my.thanks go again to Carlos for making the trips final.moments easy and memorable.
Farewell America ...but not goodbye.
Friday, 14 September 2012
Thursday, 13 September 2012
During this trip I was interviewed pm radio in Missoula montanna, interviewed for padducas ilist in kentucky, had a song called Shinto riding man written.and recorded about the trip by Myke Steele and another called back in the saddle written and recorded by Andy McClelland.
Both those songs are very special to me and I feel happy to think that my trip inspired such wonderful creativity...and honoured because the guys who did wrote and recorded them are such great musicians and people.
Links to both songs are on this blog and on my facebook page :)
Wednesday, 12 September 2012
Well I've done some basic math and I rode 4261.7 miles in 82 days which is an average of 52 miles a day I think. There was a day when due to rain my computer wasn't working so there is roughly another 50 miles to add but that's not important.
Right now I'm just realizing that I don't really properly comprehend yet just what o just did lol! I'm staring at the Atlantic ocean wishing I didn't have to cross it .
This is the best place to stay on the entire transam in my opinion and I am so pleased it is here at the end of my ride rather than the start.
If I can get a bicycle over the bridge to Gloucester point I will go.exprore over there tomorrow.
I'm incredibly tired for some reason. Perhaps the thought of the UK winter...hmmm....I'm told this place is similar in many ways to New England further north.....hmmm....
Tuesday, 11 September 2012
There are many people I.want to mention and thank. I met a lot of people on this ride.
Each added their own special something to the trip, each has a place in my memories, and I thank you all so much.
Tim, Chris and Brooke, Don, Pat,George, Tim and Bill, Scott and Lisa and Scotts Mom, Ron , Mark, Dave....it was so good to meet you all and I can't thankyou enough for your hospitality and friendship!
Anders,David, Gerry, Larry,Scott,Anna...riding with you for a few days was fun...I wish you all happy trails! Jody for the motel room.
The guy in the pick up in.Wyoming who.gave me water when I was almost at the end...the guy who pulled over to Gove me water in Kansas, the two guys who gave me $3 for the soda machine when I had no cash in 115f on a 90 mile ride, the guy in subway who bought my.lunch just because London hosted the Olympics, to all.those who provide free places to sleep along the way, to the guy who invented Gatorade, to those who offered to open up their homes so o.could sleep and the makers of jelly beans and ice cream everywhere!
Carlos for the welcome at Yorktown and all here at the episcopal church in Yorktown.
The pastors and firefighters of America for opening their doors to me.
Id like to say hi to the
99% of drivers on this route who passed wide and waved me good luck! Also to those cyclists I met riding west to my east.
And all the hells angels and biker groups who saluted me as they passed.
Most of all though I thank my Dad for believing in me...and my good friend Shinto!
Today is a beautiful day here on Yorktown...sunny...not humid...and I couldn't have wished for a.better place to.end my trip and wait for the plane. I'm staying atbtje grace episcopal church on their Riverview house. The people are so friendly and I feel very much at home.here. this morning I joined the ladies here for their yoga class...a great group of people!
Then its down to the beach to soak up the sun and meet more nice people.
I still need to figure out how to get Shinto to the airport for the flight on Saturday.
I organized a box at.bike beat so ill go there to pack.him up on Friday.
Right now I am on holiday...the UK can wait!
Monday, 10 September 2012
The ride into Yorktown this morning was short, just 14 miles but it was a big ride in my head...I counted off each mile to Shinto on the final approach...we rode along the colonial parkway, a.beautiful ride in itself, past the James and York rivers from Williamsburg to.Yorktown, the official end of the trans american ride.
Along the parkway I met Carlos. Carlos is a great guy and said he had been following.my blog since Colorado...we rode together and Carlos kindly introduced me to Yorktown and took pictures at the memorial and the beach ...I'm so grateful for that as now I have good photos of what is a huge event on my life...cheers Carlos mate!
Riding up to the memorial o couldn't resist letting out a loud woooo hoooh! Wow...I had just ridden a bicycle across the united states of America! Then down to the beach to dip the front wheel, like I had dipped the rear wheel back on June 20th in the pacific..that for me was the actual end of this amazing ride.
Yorktown is a beautiful town, I fell in love with it immediatly. It has wonderful old houses and lovely little beaches, the sun wad shining and the sky blue. People were all talking to me and congratulating me on the trip...I.hadn't expected that and I can honestly say that I feel very very happy here.
I went to the grace church and was invited to stay in the lovely house they.have here..its perfect, clean, well decorated and modern..with everything a rider who has just ridden 4261.7 miles needs :)
I met two other road cyclists on town and a nice couple at the sandwich bar who had been to England and he was a Brighton and give Albion fan!
I went back later to the monument just to sit quietly with Shinto and take it in..here I met a nice lady who eS interested in the trip and England etc
I treated myself to a cheeseburger ...oh yes I forgot to mention Yorktown has a Ben and ferries ice cream.parlour I.may have visited earlier...ooops...lol...then.after dinner I.did something in didn't think I would. I accepted the offer to go to the church service here at 7 pm. I wAnt sure why but something just felt good about it and on this trip I learnt to go with ky gut instinct. I'm glad I.went instead of heading into the Yorktown pub again.
I have once again experienced amazing hospitality and friendship in America...the end of my trans America ride could not gave been.better. once again I am.on my.own here but not alone, I.feel welcome and amoungst good people.
I am still on a high after today...there are so many.things still to say and people to.thank. ill do that when I'm back down.to earth and less tired to.do.it.justice.
Tonight though I am in a lovely house, on a lovely town, with lovely people having bicycles across America...
...it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.
:) :) :)