Another ride done… I look forward to another.
I am already planning for next year’s bicycle ride across Iowa…
Temps as high as 95 and as low as 65… some rain… tall corn… 19,000 bicycles… just another great bicycle ride across Iowa!
I am one of those who believe that the United States is a great country that needs to improve and grow to become even greater. Perhaps the gaps in perceptions would be less if those with so much… realized just how much they have… and those who have so little; did not have to hear about all the things others feel have been lost.
It may be silly to think I can ride a bicycle across a state and feel safe and secure. I believe that anyone with a bicycle regardless of color or creed of type of bike will feel the same joys I do. Eat the same buttered corn on the cob and feel the friendly feeling that the plain folks of Iowa have for guests. This is America to me.
There have been times as I drove to Iowa that I have been followed by the police… more times than I can count for long periods of time and this is America as well. I know both worlds; the kind and the not-so. I value the kind more.
The America of today is full of people who have opportunity and rewards far beyond what my parents could imagine. An Uncle of mine had dreams of being a elevator operator… and his peers felt he was being “uppity” because only “whites” were allowed to push the elevator buttons back in the day when America was greater. I know I could have any job I wanted… that I could achieve all my goals because during that time when America was great… great people like my father could not go for dreams they sought because of someone saying a person of color would not/could not do or be allowed such work.
Perhaps if we understood this improvement in out society…. and accepted it as the greatest of all achievements… the gaps between us would be easier to bridge and communication would flow with ease. No need to shout and have no one hear; we would just be the same citizens after the same goals of equality and justice for all.
But then I don’t think big… just how to ride a bike across Iowa… where I heard someone say: “Is this heaven?”… “Just Iowa”…
108 year old typewriter… and once I start typing it just feels good.
On my bikes… I think and then I ride some more.
The miles are starting to add up… 300 for the month and 800 for the year. I will be ready for Iowa in July.
Put in a easy 20 today… on the same bike last week 15 miles seemed a strain.
I was walking to my car and saw movement… it was small and ugly. It was a living armadillo…. I’ve only seen them laying flat and in the middle of a road.
I was just about to go and ride my bike… but I turned around and got my camera.
Even if it is just 5 miles… the day after a good ride on my bicycle and all seems possible. The years drop away and new adventures seem right around the corner. One day of joy could be a month or a year. A ride across town can turn into a continent or even the world. Turn a few pedals and one can go on forever…