<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117</id><updated>2012-02-22T14:44:06.414-08:00</updated><category term='Massachusetts'/><category term='Vermont'/><category term='New York'/><category term='Illinois'/><category term='Ohio'/><category term='Pennsylvania'/><category term='Idaho'/><category term='Oregon'/><category term='Iowa'/><category term='Nebraska'/><category term='New Hampshire'/><category term='Indiana'/><category term='Wyoming'/><title type='text'>Ride Across America</title><subtitle type='html'>Drivers: Larry Hart &amp; Bob Loch</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-3531545237776424968</id><published>2008-09-21T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:05:21.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The drivers look back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bob's look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven weeks have passed since I completed my role as the support driver for Matt and Gary. Much has taken place during that time, but I still look back on my eight days with the team as the highlight of my summer. I am really glad that I offered to drive support and grateful that Gary and Matt accepted my offer. My only regret is that I didn’t offer to drive for a longer period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at what Gary and Matt accomplished in 33 days this summer is quite impressive. But if you have followed the blogs over the course of this ride, you can begin to piece together the keys to this team’s success in their journey across the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first key was the meticulous planning by Gary in preparation for the ride. He had everything covered. Long before the ride actually began, he had the route planned for each day; hotels booked for each night; a detailed packing list of items to bring; and printed this in booklets for reference during the trip. All this planning paid off as things did not always go as planned. Making changes during the ride were easier because of the advanced planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another key was one that was totally out of the team’s control and that was the weather. Looking back on this summer, the weather has been anything but normal, at least here in the Midwest. Flooding and severe storms ravaged the Midwest this summer. (The Rock River in the Quad Cities is currently flooding for the 5th time this year as I write this blog.) Yet the weather was really not a factor for the ride. Yes, there was the rainy and windy day in Nebraska, but that was the exception. For the most part the team experienced good biking weather and that was definitely a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I think the most important key to this team’s success was the team itself. When Gary first told me his plans to ride across the US, and this was very early in the planning phase, he was thinking of doing the ride alone with the aid of a support driver. This would have been a team of two, but I think it would have made the ride much more difficult. From my personal experience with long bike rides of 100 miles or more, they are much easier if you have a companion on the ride…and safer. Gary made a wise decision when he expanded the team to three by inviting Matt to join him on the ride. The team eventually grew to four, as Larry and I shared the role as the support drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This team was not a team of two bikers who only rode and the support driver who just provided support. The mornings began with breakfast, packing the SUV, and sometimes driving to the point of departure. Once the riders were on their way, the driver scouted the route, provided support, procured supplies, found a place for lunch, located the hotel, and got the riders to the hotel. Once at the hotel the bikers relaxed, cleaned and adjusted the bikes, prepared supplies for the next day. The entire team then did laundry, found a place to eat, got supplies, wrote the blogs, and finally got some sleep. The days were full, there was very little time when there was nothing to do. This team knew their roles and everyone pitched in to help each other. I think I mentioned it in my last blog as a driver that Gary and Matt ended each ride with a smile. Looking back on the eight days as the driver and one as a rider, I don’t recall a time when anyone was upset or angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This team was successful, or as we like to say at my company, a “high performance” team. This team had a common goal and everyone did their best to achieve it. And in the end the goal was achieved. But many teams do. There was something special about this team that made achieving the goal so much more rewarding. This was a team of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Larry's look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come down to this word; final. Merriam-Webster says the word is an adjective with the etymology of Middle English, from Anglo-French; derived from the Latin finalis, from finis boundary, end. 1a: Not to be altered or undone; b: of or relating to a concluding court action or preceding &lt;final&gt;2 coming at the end, being the last in a series, process or progress ,the final chapter&gt; 3 of or relating to the ultimate purpose or result of a process. &lt;our&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final is a really great word; an acceptable adjective for me if we use the less ‘final’ definition of 3 and recognize that I am not finished with the ride. It continues to feed me with time, sight, sound, feelings and hope that I will continue to grow with what it gave me. I can describe it better if you think of going to a really great concert at the Bass performance hall in Fort Worth. This structure is internationally recognized for its acoustic performance. It allows you to absorb what a great composer created through the production of fine instruments and talented performers. When you leave you have been awakened by the whole process. The ride was this type of input for over a month. It reverberates in me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would read all my notes from each day before I wrote this. I did not! I think each day was like the separate instruments of a song and this final blog is more like all of them at one time; a concert. I hope that it does not reduce what the pictures and words can say each day but gives them all a connection as a group. I am pleased with the trip. I have thought that I could have this trip again by driving somewhere with a camera and stop every 3 to 5 miles. I have no doubt that this would be a good trip; however it would not recreate this trip. I could drive the same roads and it would not recreate the trip; it would simply remind me of the one we traveled. I say that a recording is a memory of a live performance that in itself has its own finger print that is remade and is never the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot goes into this uniqueness. I believe that the route was the result of a lot of study and is a cut of America at a moment in time. The weather was the seasoning and was never too much or too little for the ride recipe. The people we met remind me that it is hard to find unfriendly folks if you smile first. It is hard to have road rage in slow motion. If you have time to smile and have eye contact the human side most often wins. The epiphany that beauty is everywhere and that it simply takes a moment before your minds eye wakes to the fact. The equipment was the best. The roads, bikes, cloths and the SUV made the transport so much more comfortable than a covered wagon ride of three months. We were blessed with a gift of safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could duplicate a lot of the above but the one thing that made this one of a kind was the people. Orpha was so good to allow me the freedom of this trip. Matt, Gary, Bob and Lesley along with all of the family and friends that were engaged and supporting were the concert hall that made this so real. I did not play every note in tune, but I did hear the music; even now. Thank you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-3531545237776424968?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/3531545237776424968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=3531545237776424968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3531545237776424968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3531545237776424968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/09/bobs-look-back.html' title='The drivers look back'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-7362263710616049780</id><published>2008-07-20T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T05:02:44.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Thanks Web-Cobra</title><content type='html'>Dear Lesley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fantastic. Great creativity and focus on how to keep the spirit in the graphic representation on the web. Your work has made it possible for all to enjoy and be a part of this ride through our web site. Thank you so much. – Larry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesley:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t thank you enough for all the work you have done in setting up the website. It has allowed us to record our thoughts and pictures of this great challenge and share it with our friends and family. Your “on-demand” long distance support kept us and our bikes in condition to actually complete our dream. Thank you so much. – Gary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesley (Web-Cobra),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure you realize how much your efforts were appreciated by everyone; not just us on the ride but all of those keeping tabs on us during our sojourn east. Without the website, and your constant availability, this tour would not have been nearly as memorable. I, and all my friends and family, want to thank you and send you our deepest appreciation. You are incredible. ~ Matt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-7362263710616049780?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/7362263710616049780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=7362263710616049780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7362263710616049780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7362263710616049780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/special-thanks-web.html' title='Special Thanks Web-Cobra'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-3181597534750932670</id><published>2008-07-19T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:19:30.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Massachusetts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Hampshire'/><title type='text'>Day 33 - July 19 - Plum Island MA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIJf14fKexI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Xu3fAAEMqkU/s1600-h/IMG_3615+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224843897003997970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIJf14fKexI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Xu3fAAEMqkU/s200/IMG_3615+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the last day of riding which is estimated to be about 60 miles. The plan is for me to be dressed to ride and take the Matt and Gary to the start point. We will get them ready and hang the spare on the back for me. They will carry extra GU, tires, and tubes because they will be unsupported as I go directly to the end at Plum Island. I will get on the red bike and travel back to Groveland to ride the last 15 miles with them. That’s the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off from the start point and took pictures on the run for the record. I heard from Gary as he was delayed a little changing tires and tubes. I believe the record for the trip is Gary 11 tubes and 4 tires and Matt 2 tubes and 1 tire. They were in good shape since all this happened at a convenient coffee shop called Star something. Matt has admitted to his book addiction, I think Gary should review his affection for Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIJgOemzAOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xf5W1STx2O4/s1600-h/IMG_1346+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224844319553421538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIJgOemzAOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xf5W1STx2O4/s200/IMG_1346+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I arrived at Plum Island, found a great parking place for $15 a day and jumped on the wheels to head back up the road. The wind was in my face and it was humid; a great day. I left Plum Island went through Newburyport toward the intersection of 97 and 113. I arrived and called Matt. He reported that he and Gary had taken the scenic route towards Canada and would be a little delayed. The lost time added 15 miles to the day. I headed up 125 and soon found them in good shape and we started toward the final goal. The picture of Gary at a house is on Center Street in Groveland Mass which I like to call the Roche Hotel; a five star establishment I have enjoyed in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride on Center Street is the same final path that I had the good fortune to ride with Joe Roche at the end of his ride across America last year. It was just as fun and beautiful this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIJgelIzjyI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4MAmKT6v5FQ/s1600-h/IMG_3657+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224844596184583970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIJgelIzjyI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4MAmKT6v5FQ/s200/IMG_3657+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the arrival at Plum Island; I will let the photographic record speak for this wonderful moment. Thank you Gary and Matt for making me a part of your great accomplishment. Congratulations and many more miles like these!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-3181597534750932670?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/3181597534750932670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=3181597534750932670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3181597534750932670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3181597534750932670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-33-july-19-plum-island-ma.html' title='Day 33 - July 19 - Plum Island MA'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIJf14fKexI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Xu3fAAEMqkU/s72-c/IMG_3615+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-7881867988869791116</id><published>2008-07-18T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T14:50:29.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Hampshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vermont'/><title type='text'>Day 32 – July 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIEPbYf31ZI/AAAAAAAAAJs/v69rJA9I7Mo/s1600-h/IMG_3406+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIEPtpp771I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_RINRJN0ZGA/s1600-h/IMG_3407+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224474319676763986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIEPtpp771I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_RINRJN0ZGA/s200/IMG_3407+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A day for riding 120 miles, climbing over 7000 feet, pictures of flowers and bugs and for fires by the road side. Not to mention this day and a wakeup to the big eastern pond. Gary studied the weather forecast and said we needed to be cranking by 6:30 am, because it was very possible to have showers in the afternoon. That’s a 5:15am wakeup. We woke, ate, packed and cranked on time. I stopped and stocked the kitchen for the day and caught them about 20 miles in. The climb was just ahead. Gary and Matt stopped for peanut butter and banana on wheat just before the climbs started. The day was warming and the humidity was growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIEP2gZS07I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-M_qR4ZUkEU/s1600-h/IMG_3427+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224474471809864626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIEP2gZS07I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-M_qR4ZUkEU/s200/IMG_3427+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the guys climb I play leap frog between them so that they maintain their own pace. Matt is usually in front and I get ahead of him and trade bottles and give GU and then wait for Gary and take care of him. I try to pick a good spot for service and photos and am always amazed that I find such detail to shoot. That says the world is full of beauty even if you do not see it. Kind of like the tree when it falls and nobody is around to hear. The sound waves still exist and the flowers and bugs are still busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIEQAkByDmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/uUJUNXOAq_M/s1600-h/IMG_3606+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224474644583681634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIEQAkByDmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/uUJUNXOAq_M/s200/IMG_3606+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were delayed by road construction and two fires. A log cabin was burning and later a jeep caught on fire and melted down. The fire departments were quick to respond and controlled the situation. It caused us to wait a bit but Matt and Gary put in 120 miles to make the last ride day an easy 60 mile coaster. ARE WE THERE YET?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-7881867988869791116?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/7881867988869791116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=7881867988869791116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7881867988869791116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7881867988869791116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-32-july-18.html' title='Day 32 – July 18'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SIEPtpp771I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_RINRJN0ZGA/s72-c/IMG_3407+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-7300637331625510639</id><published>2008-07-17T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T13:39:28.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Day 31 – July 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH-tRd6Q_RI/AAAAAAAAAJM/whRDgUyqsYc/s1600-h/IMG_3220+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224084608371457298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH-tRd6Q_RI/AAAAAAAAAJM/whRDgUyqsYc/s200/IMG_3220+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sky photos are from the night before and could tell of things to come. The forecast was for scattered showers but we saw none. A really good day for biking. Matt reports that the work on his bike made all the difference. We started from Oneida on route 5 and a short distance from New Hartford the bikes got off track in the city. We used the Garmin intersection function and found our way. Even a little confusion produces a picture or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH-toRi1BTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jSWV5TukL7w/s1600-h/IMG_3301+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224085000188921138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH-toRi1BTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jSWV5TukL7w/s200/IMG_3301+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found a short cut that took us into Amish country on Stone Arabia Road with wonderful scenery. We cut off about 7 miles but added a lot of small hills to the climb total which is now above 83,000 feet of total climb for the trip. I asked Matt and Gary if we could do just a little more and maybe be near orbit altitude, they said NO. I think escape velocity would be an issue though. Most of the water is the Erie Canal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH-t5S1MZqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/73Xxh-gYtws/s1600-h/IMG_3283+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224085292592162466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH-t5S1MZqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/73Xxh-gYtws/s200/IMG_3283+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well it is now 1 day and a wakeup. Tomorrow is near 6000 feet of climb so I will be busy playing leap frog with the service SUV because both riders will travel at their own pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-7300637331625510639?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/7300637331625510639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=7300637331625510639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7300637331625510639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7300637331625510639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-31-july-17.html' title='Day 31 – July 17'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH-tRd6Q_RI/AAAAAAAAAJM/whRDgUyqsYc/s72-c/IMG_3220+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-6489849060219757270</id><published>2008-07-16T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T04:14:38.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Day 30 – July 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH8oeSstizI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BfP7dRZRdzg/s1600-h/IMG_3122+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223938593653623602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH8oeSstizI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BfP7dRZRdzg/s200/IMG_3122+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We woke after a restful night in the American Hotel; great food and good rest. I suspect that Rose has a hand in the garden I found at the back of the hotel; it needs thyme also. It is interesting that many creatures have addictions. Matt is consumed by paper that has been engraved with thought and ink and the garden reportedly had snails with a smoking problem. This could be another Kodak moment. I found two and am glad to report that they were enjoying the plant life and not a discarded butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH8o_wBAl9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/KE9IUZ_PCto/s1600-h/IMG_3153+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223939168459069394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH8o_wBAl9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/KE9IUZ_PCto/s200/IMG_3153+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did some quick shopping and headed off to find the bikes that were in charge of Matt and Gary. All in all a normal road day for New York with great scenery in the towns and fast drivers on the roads. Mid morning Matt reported that he had a creaking in the bottom of his bike and would need a shop at the end of the day. I called Lesley in Dallas and requested that she find us a shop at the stop town. Lesley reported that we should get the work done in Syracuse and gave me a number to the Bike Loft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH8pNKjyA5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/eJxk6LsmZFk/s1600-h/IMG_3187+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223939398922535826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH8pNKjyA5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/eJxk6LsmZFk/s200/IMG_3187+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At lunch we decided to transport the bike to the shop so they might have time to fit us in. A busy shop is good for business and can be a problem for a team passing through on a schedule. When I walked in Dave asked what I needed; when he learned of our problem he fitted us in to his schedule. Dave is an accomplished wrench and it was a learning experience to watch him find the problem. The carbon frame had a noise that sounded from the bottom bracket; however it came from the rear wheel. It was a lot of work to find a small problem. The Bike Loft has been around for about 40 years and Lance has owned it about half that time. They did not have the part to make the fix and arranged for us to go to another shop. The Bike Loft is a class act. They know bikes and are customer centric. Thanks Dave, Lance and Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH8pZfJt2kI/AAAAAAAAAJE/m_o20y9Xejs/s1600-h/IMG_3196+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223939610608785986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH8pZfJt2kI/AAAAAAAAAJE/m_o20y9Xejs/s200/IMG_3196+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brian at the next shop, Syracuse Bicycle, confirmed that the Bike Loft had found the problem and had the part to get us moving.   Small part big deal.  I left with a working bike and returned to the team. Relax and rest, end of day 30. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-6489849060219757270?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/6489849060219757270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=6489849060219757270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/6489849060219757270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/6489849060219757270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-30-july-16.html' title='Day 30 – July 16'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH8oeSstizI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BfP7dRZRdzg/s72-c/IMG_3122+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-5030752797235191479</id><published>2008-07-15T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:14:46.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Day 29 - July 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH1YwbcOWfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0FWTWQoV6_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2938+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223428731842746866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH1YwbcOWfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0FWTWQoV6_Y/s200/IMG_2938+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day starts with a ride that should be near 130 miles from Westfield to Lima NY. We continue on Hwy 5 which is on Lake Erie shore which means the water and grape vines are the attraction. I did find a flower that was trying to escape through the fence and later a garden next to a nursery that the bees favored. The pollen today is orange instead of yellow; I guess that is what makes honey have different flavors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH1Y7yB85QI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9_VW7RwlmFU/s1600-h/IMG_2917+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223428926885127426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH1Y7yB85QI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9_VW7RwlmFU/s200/IMG_2917+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got lucky and met our friend Gill from Scotland. Matt and Gary rode with her a bit and then we had lunch. Matt learned that she works with books and that made for good conversation. Gill has attended a number of Tours and says it is quite a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH1ZMh-4xrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k-NtPZSvQtQ/s1600-h/IMG_2967+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223429214635083442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH1ZMh-4xrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k-NtPZSvQtQ/s200/IMG_2967+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I met a heifer (Sally) on the road when I stopped to wait for the riders. She was not very friendly and less trusting. She made it clear I was not to approach and should moooooove. I soon noticed that she had a new baby. It was in the tall grass and was trying to take its first steps. She gave it encouragement and it would try and then get tired. The baby rested and then tried again. My every move was a bother so I left and gave them privacy. She was a good mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH1ZYxoqH8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/228TGOgFyuU/s1600-h/IMG_3042+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223429424995246018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH1ZYxoqH8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/228TGOgFyuU/s200/IMG_3042+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More flowers, bugs and plants. And then we landed in Lima at the American Hotel. It is 150 years old and has been owned and occupied by the same family since 1920. Pat Reynolds and his sister Rose keep it going and growing. Rose makes home made soup that you may want by the cup so that you can try several flavors. I bought her cook book and hope that my wife will try some of the dishes. All in all a very good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-5030752797235191479?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/5030752797235191479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=5030752797235191479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/5030752797235191479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/5030752797235191479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-29-july-15.html' title='Day 29 - July 15'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SH1YwbcOWfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0FWTWQoV6_Y/s72-c/IMG_2938+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-1434651256670893553</id><published>2008-07-14T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:20:58.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pennsylvania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ohio'/><title type='text'>Day 28 - July 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHwITQ02rMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/c1hTRzOnc9o/s1600-h/IMG_2743+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223058794870123714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHwITQ02rMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/c1hTRzOnc9o/s200/IMG_2743+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We woke in the Park Hotel circa 1887 (now Comfort Inn) in Warren Ohio headed through two states and into New York. We leave the Youngstown Warren metro area via Hwy 5 and the terrain and views quickly change to well populated rural. Each community has a town center which often honors the veterans that helped keep it free. I may be repeating some of the same flowers, however lets attribute that to training on my part and recognize that the bugs differ. You should notice that a number of the flowers are in profile view. A ditch kept me from moving to get a front view. I noticed that all the yellow flowers had turned and faced the rising sun. Nature is tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHwJZzrTxuI/AAAAAAAAAIE/OtjjY_WB8nY/s1600-h/IMG_2800+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223060006816171746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHwJZzrTxuI/AAAAAAAAAIE/OtjjY_WB8nY/s200/IMG_2800+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stopped at the New York sign to capture the moment with a picture. I was rewarded by getting to visit with three riders that were traveling self supported. Vernon and Nancy Coon started their ride in the Dakotas to celebrate 50 years of marriage. Happy anniversary! They were traveling with a friend they met a few days ago who came from Scotland to travel across the US. Gill Hamilton was interesting to talk to and gave me her web address. It is worth a visit. Witty and informative with purpose; she is riding to benefit arthritis research in three countries. Go visit at www.pedalplenty.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHwIweaYdpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/annh47RnkpQ/s1600-h/IMG_2776+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223059296733394578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHwIweaYdpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/annh47RnkpQ/s200/IMG_2776+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our final destination is the Atlantic Ocean at Plum Island MA. Please do not be confused by the photos that look like we have arrived. Lake Erie is very large and has wind and wave characteristics I have seen at the ocean. We spent nearly 40 miles trying to view the Lake. It is not easy. The property next to the lake is mostly private and is heavily forested. Soon after turning on 5 the grapevines started. It turns out that Erie county has 14,000 acres of vineyards and 10,000 are concord grapes to feed the Welch’s grape drink machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHwI2psxVvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/euS13_DgM6g/s1600-h/IMG_2831+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223059402842527474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHwI2psxVvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/euS13_DgM6g/s200/IMG_2831+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and Gary were fast today. I checked with them every 10 miles and the pace was 19.9 average over 115 miles. The ride day ended in Westfield NY followed by the chores. Clean the bikes, shower, start the laundry, eat, dry the laundry while reading and taking more pictures and finally Lake Erie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-1434651256670893553?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/1434651256670893553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=1434651256670893553' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/1434651256670893553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/1434651256670893553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-28-july-14.html' title='Day 28 - July 14'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHwITQ02rMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/c1hTRzOnc9o/s72-c/IMG_2743+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-4349173463436720679</id><published>2008-07-13T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:07:10.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ohio'/><title type='text'>Day 27 - July 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The day started wet which delayed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;start&lt;/span&gt; until 8am. Not real bad since we could see some of the Tour. The weather got better with just a light rain and Matt and Gary started riding. When it is wet I am no mare than a few miles away and the riders are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; to avoid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spray&lt;/span&gt;. This makes for a business type ride day as concentration is a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about Noon we connected with Matt's sister Wendy and her family. After the ride today they brought home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cooking&lt;/span&gt; to keep the riders &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fueled&lt;/span&gt; for the next day. It was very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not see flowers so I shot the rain, riders and buildings for the most&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_qWX3Yf7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/nVitmIjeWdI/s1600-h/331249663_img_2639_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260180559876358066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_qWX3Yf7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/nVitmIjeWdI/s200/331249663_img_2639_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; part. The hotel we are staying at in Warren was built in 1878 and sits on the square in the center of the old part of town. Many old buildings are in this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head out in the morning and leave Ohio, touch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/span&gt; and land in New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-4349173463436720679?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/4349173463436720679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=4349173463436720679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4349173463436720679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4349173463436720679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-27-july-13.html' title='Day 27 - July 13'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_qWX3Yf7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/nVitmIjeWdI/s72-c/331249663_img_2639_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-4374751024986694631</id><published>2008-07-12T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:06:33.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ohio'/><title type='text'>Day 26 - July 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkZ4VxGHRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VDGySWWrXv4/s1600-h/IMG_2503+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222233698619235602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkZ4VxGHRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VDGySWWrXv4/s200/IMG_2503+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day started with a refresher in thermodynamics 101. The blue dot is cold. As you can see the day started with a sky that said maybe or maybe not for rain. The forecast was calling for it around three and this was a motivator to ride east - quick. The road was east all day and they were positioned for a great day on that little bitty seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkaHbCbE6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/YFz4AGmQbzg/s1600-h/IMG_2534+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222233957732127650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkaHbCbE6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/YFz4AGmQbzg/s200/IMG_2534+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a day for pictures of anything that caught my attention. Not long into the ride I found a farmer observing the combine cutting his wheat. As I took pictures a large rain drop struck me from above and I quickly looked for the riders since they are not accustom to this type of attack. They were not far away and I moved the SUV toward them. As I came to a stop Matt was very fast; he had the refrigerator stowed in back and the seat down before the 72nd rain drop struck him. I made note that the temperature was not above boiling even though there was talk of melting. The shower lasted about 2 minutes and they got back on the bikes and off to Glandorf and Ottawa Ohio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkaS5xy85I/AAAAAAAAAGs/aSfkDzGPx94/s1600-h/IMG_2544+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222234154962449298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkaS5xy85I/AAAAAAAAAGs/aSfkDzGPx94/s200/IMG_2544+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a church which is the center point of Glandorf with about 1000 member families. This is a German community and as we approached a gas station the rain started for real. We decided to wait on the rain and eat. The lady at the station fixed us a taco salad that could feed 8. It turns out she lived in Glandorf and had 8 boys and a girl. They all still live close by and I suspect that is why she was so full of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain stopped for the most part and Matt and Gary started to ride. The rain was very light and it did not interrupt us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkcgibNNSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9iK-K3JLtJ8/s1600-h/IMG_2547+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222236588235109666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkcgibNNSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9iK-K3JLtJ8/s200/IMG_2547+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkakrteyBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/WiS4UHwnNxU/s1600-h/IMG_2583+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222234460423899154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkakrteyBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/WiS4UHwnNxU/s200/IMG_2583+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it is not safe to pick up hitchhikers, but this one seemed so small and it was greene (Bob says greene is good) so I thought it would be ok. It was not long before I was dominated and continually saying “Yes Deere”. I won’t do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHka3AJcJAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Gj89tUFskfE/s1600-h/IMG_2607+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222234775147521026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHka3AJcJAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Gj89tUFskfE/s200/IMG_2607+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found the Willard Country Inn and comfortable rooms. The patron at the front had a bell with a sign that said ‘ring for attention’, I was about to ring it when a lady came from the back and wagged her finger indicating that I should not. I started to protest as I really like to ring bells and she pointed to a hunk of wood on the wall and I put the bell down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day ended with the normal sight of Matt, a bottle, a book, and a nap. End day 26. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222235205123017042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkbQB7liVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Fm8A-x6ZZio/s320/IMG_2615+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkbFaPZ__I/AAAAAAAAAHE/iZ46eIm0wyM/s1600-h/IMG_2615+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-4374751024986694631?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/4374751024986694631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=4374751024986694631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4374751024986694631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4374751024986694631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-26-july-12.html' title='Day 26 - July 12'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHkZ4VxGHRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VDGySWWrXv4/s72-c/IMG_2503+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-1884844254819848094</id><published>2008-07-11T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T15:38:08.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indiana'/><title type='text'>Day 25 - July 11</title><content type='html'>We left the Indian Head Motel and stopped at the only cafe in town for a breakfast. The plan was for me to stay a little longer to shop for food and try to post the blogs by finding an open connection on the street like I did the night before. It is important to note that we had a barbecue of sorts with yesterdays food. Matt plugged in the portable refrigerator backwards and it became a cooker. We checked and he is not color blind, red is red and blue is blue for him so it may have just been a mistake and not an effort to heat the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHffC8EU-eI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pLq2XA6mzNE/s1600-h/IMG_2421+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221887534536391138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHffC8EU-eI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pLq2XA6mzNE/s200/IMG_2421+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could not find an open connection and I thought I should not take to long since they were moving east. I was correct they had already gone 10 miles when I caught them. The topology changed a little again. Smaller farms, rolling hills and more livestock. We continued east and found the town of North Manchester. They ate and took a short rest and I found a lot of flowers. They seem to need a break near flowers and bugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indiana busy bee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHfc0FgNAHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TInJj9ImRvM/s1600-h/IMG_2445+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885080347934834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHfc0FgNAHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TInJj9ImRvM/s200/IMG_2445+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHfb-_-0tgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Al06k87rkwU/s1600-h/IMG_2463+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHfcjkqH10I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Mm86k17VoE0/s1600-h/IMG_2456+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221884796653262658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHfcjkqH10I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Mm86k17VoE0/s200/IMG_2456+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off again and this time I tried to jump out ahead to have time to get food and try and find a barber. I went down about ten miles and turned left on hwy 5. I called and left a message and latter called again. I stopped in Huntington and found an open internet connection and posted their blogs. A barber was open, however he had a rule that his lunch was 11:30 to 12:00 and could not take me at 11:15. I found that this town has interesting buildings and was taking a picture when the phone rang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hay, whats up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHffT8_ZSWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IgbqEnJzfjg/s1600-h/IMG_2489+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221887826841913698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHffT8_ZSWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IgbqEnJzfjg/s200/IMG_2489+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221888032033612642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHfff5Y6I2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/db7zlH9thb0/s200/IMG_2468+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHfdg0WzV-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/aGxOdMe2Vn8/s1600-h/IMG_2497+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885848839215074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHfdg0WzV-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/aGxOdMe2Vn8/s200/IMG_2497+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gary said they were at the end of 114 and I knew we were off the plan. We discovered they were just west of Fort Wayne and about 15 miles from me. We looked at the map and were able to start them east as I came north to connect. We picked the end point we had planned for this day and continued to the end with a 109 mile day just south of Payne Ohio. We transported back into Indiana for the night. Bike cleaning, lanudry and a hair cut finished the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-1884844254819848094?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/1884844254819848094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=1884844254819848094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/1884844254819848094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/1884844254819848094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-25-july-11.html' title='Day 25 - July 11'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHffC8EU-eI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pLq2XA6mzNE/s72-c/IMG_2421+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-8792653053953123033</id><published>2008-07-10T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:31:20.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illinois'/><title type='text'>Day 24 - July 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We checked out of the motel just before 7 and went to the USDA office to have breakfast with John and his office group. It was good food and good company. I transported Matt and Gary to the start of an estimated 130 mile day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHabDNaQIKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/b4ky8bUErzM/s1600-h/IMG_2348+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221531297424351394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHabDNaQIKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/b4ky8bUErzM/s200/IMG_2348+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first part of the ride was small town and country. As we moved in to the farm land it was mostly corn and as we have said at the speed we move there is time for just about everything. We took note that the fields were smaller and the corn was taller. I think that it could be that when you squeeze the field a bit the corn can only go up. Remember I am still if farming 101 so the theory could need some work. Please notice how even the planting is, Neil showed me the machine that plants and they really do a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHabPVYYjCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NTMm3SD27lE/s1600-h/IMG_2354+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221531505722428450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHabPVYYjCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NTMm3SD27lE/s200/IMG_2354+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indiana must be a secret because I had to turn around and take a picture of the Illinois sign to mark the occasion as we left the land of Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHabjh5ZfCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wb1Ic7Qhv4I/s1600-h/IMG_2384+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221531852679511074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHabjh5ZfCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wb1Ic7Qhv4I/s200/IMG_2384+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found a way of getting Matt and Gary off the main roads onto a very straight country lane for about 25 miles. I found a field that was just planted and believe I have captured a bean sprout as it starts to grow. And of course the flowers continue to capture my attention. We arrived at the Indian Head Motel in Winamac Indiana. Its time to eat and relax and prepare for day 25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-8792653053953123033?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/8792653053953123033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=8792653053953123033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8792653053953123033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8792653053953123033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-24-july-10.html' title='Day 24 - July 10'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHabDNaQIKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/b4ky8bUErzM/s72-c/IMG_2348+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-7201101167192765745</id><published>2008-07-09T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T04:28:10.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illinois'/><title type='text'>Day 23 - July 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHXxUrSSUcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/BYqzwgKQU5Q/s1600-h/IMG_2177+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221344680525058498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHXxUrSSUcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/BYqzwgKQU5Q/s200/IMG_2177+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another great day in the USA! We started today by crossing the Mississippi into Illinois and even though corn, beans and flowers were the same, there is a difference. Illinois is flat and that has a charm all its own. The roads are cut straight and you can see forever. Our route was custom designed by Bob Loch and it delivered on character and beauty. It was more work to support because it was hard to find the correct small roads, but worth it because it showed another side of the country side. It was quite serene and planned at every step. This land is organized to work and produce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHXxwbJ27UI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_lnyYqLLO_g/s1600-h/IMG_2222+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You will notice I found the 100mm macro lens and tried it on more flowers and bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHXxjGGmMyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DFj_U0Y6pyo/s1600-h/IMG_2302+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221344928241955618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHXxjGGmMyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DFj_U0Y6pyo/s200/IMG_2302+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About 11am it was time to eat and we found a 5 star café tucked away in Manlius called Tilley’s. The slogan “Warm beer and lousy food” is a sneaky way of always exceeding expectations. The food was really good and the service made me want to order more. I enjoyed the meal and hospitality. Thank you Tilley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bob Matt and Gary ended the day at 120 miles and we had the pleasure of Bob and Gary’s old friends at dinner which was a home cooked feast. We gathered at a family farm established in 1866. I visited with their college friends and it was clear that the roots run deep here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-7201101167192765745?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/7201101167192765745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=7201101167192765745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7201101167192765745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7201101167192765745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-23-july-9.html' title='Day 23 - July 9'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHXxUrSSUcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/BYqzwgKQU5Q/s72-c/IMG_2177+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-4860157557945546120</id><published>2008-07-08T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:06:12.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iowa'/><title type='text'>Day 22 - July 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Goodbye Fremont, it was a restful stay. We take the route I rode yesterday and turn off at Pioneer Seed. Matt and Gary were moving quite well. I stopped and bought gas and found a home style cafe for breakfast. They rode on. I ordered eggs and hash browns and asked that the potatoes were a little crisp. The cook was kind but it was obvious that she did not need an explanation of how I thought they should be cooked. This turned out to add additional time which I spent listening and talking with some old timers talk about the weather, picking beans from the garden and the two bikers that were moving quite fast this morning. The meal was very good but I was late supporting the riders and found that they were concerned once I found my phone in the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_qH1l-4DI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zTC6FzEleQw/s1600-h/328349129_img_2126_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260180310158401586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_qH1l-4DI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zTC6FzEleQw/s200/328349129_img_2126_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They traveled 33 miles with no support and were ready for the round of V8 and sandwiches. Back on the road and watching the clouds form and move and looking for rain. I waited at a turning point and soon they were there. Gary had broken a shift cable and we traded bikes and they continued. Bob was called and set up a bike shop for the needed repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some new flowers today and homes and buildings. Iowa is alive and beautiful. We finished the last 10 miles with Bob Loch getting Matt and Gary to a favorite bike trail in Davenport before finishing in the Quad cities at Bob comfortable home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob plans to ride with them tomorrow. I will be supporting three riders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-4860157557945546120?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/4860157557945546120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=4860157557945546120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4860157557945546120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4860157557945546120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-22-july-8.html' title='Day 22 - July 8'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_qH1l-4DI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zTC6FzEleQw/s72-c/328349129_img_2126_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-7084796696669597516</id><published>2008-07-07T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:01:55.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iowa'/><title type='text'>Day 21 - July 7 Rest</title><content type='html'>I woke for a moment at 7am, got up at 9am and then we went to town and had breakfast. I visited a small Iowa DOT office to try and find a book on the flowers by the road side that Jan told me about. They had a handout that had most and now I want to see if Matt and Gary will agree to ride around until I can get photos of each kind. I wonder if they will notice if we don't continue east each day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home and a nap caught me in mid stride. After a short time I determined that someone should ride today. I got ready and headed south out of Fremont directly into a good head wind. Remember, it is an investment into the wind as long as at some point you get to turn around and fly back to the start. I went south at under 15 mph and returned home above 20 mph. I stopped and took pictures along the way. The 20 mile ride was a bit warm at 95, I was gald to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHKbt4F2VUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Fa-xa8Yc3nA/s1600-h/IMG_1331+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220406130529162562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHKbt4F2VUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Fa-xa8Yc3nA/s200/IMG_1331+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Bob does a &lt;em&gt;deer&lt;/em&gt; rust to red like this or what? OOPS! Lets not make a &lt;em&gt;case &lt;/em&gt;out if it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-7084796696669597516?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/7084796696669597516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=7084796696669597516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7084796696669597516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7084796696669597516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-2x-rest-july-7.html' title='Day 21 - July 7 Rest'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHKbt4F2VUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Fa-xa8Yc3nA/s72-c/IMG_1331+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-8862753159888939646</id><published>2008-07-06T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:34:57.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iowa'/><title type='text'>Day 20 - July 6</title><content type='html'>I am back from my trip to Texas. I worked a little, spent the 4th with the family and missed supporting Matt and Gary. I found Bob feeling the same, it just goes too fast. Obviously Bob did a great job and Matt and Gary got a little spoiled. I heard a little talk about not eating a lot of turkey and when I said something about where things went they said a Bob recall was possible. That’s ok we will see Bob in a day or two and he assured me that we could get things back in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHGRUSRsRII/AAAAAAAAADc/WSkXFN516GM/s1600-h/IMG_2000+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220113220788569218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHGRUSRsRII/AAAAAAAAADc/WSkXFN516GM/s200/IMG_2000+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They started day 20 with a target of just under 100 miles. The weather report had a chance of scattered so starting and staying ahead of the weather was a consideration. The ride started with a paved bike trail that took us into Des Monies near 73rd and freeway 235. Gary had written out the Starbucks drinks they favored and said Bob had supplied them as part of his support. I trust Bob’s leadership and work hard to coordinate the end of the trail and a Starbucks. I got real lucky and as you can see Matt has anticipation on his face as they approach me at the end of the trail. They were pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHGRlU_z6WI/AAAAAAAAADk/0bfR17qhDpU/s1600-h/IMG_2045+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220113513576655202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHGRlU_z6WI/AAAAAAAAADk/0bfR17qhDpU/s200/IMG_2045+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The balance of the ride day to Fremont was normal with both peanut butter and banana and later turkey sandwiches. As you can see I really like the flowers.  All of these were growing next to the road we traveled.  They look a lot different at 70 mph and are hard to sniff at that velocity.  Lets all ride bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride day ended in Fremont Iowa.  This is a small community that has a long history of 160 years.  That is a lot of crops and a lot of service to the folks that benefit from this effort over the years.  It is the fiber of America.  Matt and Gary have ridden 15 century rides since the start.  Of course a century is not just 100 miles it is a 100 mile ride in one stretch.  I learned that a farm that has been in one family for 100 years or more is a century farm and I got to spend time with a family that continues that tradition today.  Sue and Neil gave me a tour of their farm and it was a joy.  The knowledge and technology that is employed to be successful is impressive.  I learned that corn pollinates itself.  And that each strand of silk is a conduit tube that pollen uses to travel in and start the process to create each kernel on the ear of corn; one silk tube for each kernel.  I felt like I had taken a course in farm engineering 101.  Neil and Sue sure know their business.  I am awe struck at the detailed work hidden in every meal I eat.  Farmers fuel us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-8862753159888939646?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/8862753159888939646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=8862753159888939646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8862753159888939646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8862753159888939646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-20-july-6.html' title='Day 20 - July 6'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SHGRUSRsRII/AAAAAAAAADc/WSkXFN516GM/s72-c/IMG_2000+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-3924162791809640564</id><published>2008-07-05T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:04:57.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iowa'/><title type='text'>Day 19 - July 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was my last day supporting Gary and Matt as they continue their quest to ride their bicycles across America. They have completed over half the distance and I have no doubt that they will be successful. The week went by too quickly and I wish I could continue along on their journey and to celebrate with them when they reach the Atlantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to hear people’s reaction when they learn that Gary and Matt are riding across the US. The responses have ranged from “my son-in-law did that last year” to “are you crazy?” If riding a bike across the country makes o&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_pvYcIJ_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/RZVVr-kaXug/s1600-h/326190648_img_1945_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260179890015578098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_pvYcIJ_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/RZVVr-kaXug/s200/326190648_img_1945_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ne crazy, then Gary and Matt are in good company. There are many organized rides that take riders across this great land and there are many people who ride either by themselves or in small groups. Today as I was waiting along Highway 44 for Gary and Matt to arrive, a bicyclist around 30 years old came from the opposite direction. He stopped to ask about the road. I ask him where he was heading and he said Northern Wisconsin. He grew up in Wisconsin and now lives in California. He left California several weeks ago and is riding home. He is riding by himself and carrying all his gear on his bike. He decided to continue on the road heading north, which was a good decision as there was a strong wind out of the South. Over the course of ride, we have met others on the same quest. I think we all would be amazed at the number of people pursuing this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will agree that riding across the country is not something that everyone can do. One does not get up one morning and decides to ride 3,500 miles from the Pacific to the Atlantic. First of all it takes time, for the actual trip and for the training. For example, from January 1st of this year to the start of this ride, Gary had logged over 4,500 miles on his bike. (I don’t know Matt’s mileage, but I can assure you he has trained hard for this ride.) This averages out to about 24 miles a day. Even with all this training behind him, I think Gary would admit that the ride is more difficult than he thought. They have added rest days, shorten some of the routes, and have “banked” miles to shorten some rides. The second thing it takes is mental toughness. Getting on the bike day after day to ride an average of 100 miles is not easy. The weather is not always pleasant and the roads are not always smooth. The body hurts and wants to rest. But to accomplish their goal, they have to convince themselves each day to get on the bike and ride. At the end of each ride I am impressed with their attitude. Yes, they are tired. But they are in good spirits. After they have had a few minutes to rest, they are joking and laughing and planning for the next day. Larry and I really appreciate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive home from Des Moines this evening, I thought about when Gary first got into biking. My first recollection of Gary and biking goes back to January of 1995. I was living in Ankeny at the time and I r&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_pvTbMvEI/AAAAAAAAAME/b5-7zdnZ0Zc/s1600-h/326190714_img_1950_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260179888669506626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_pvTbMvEI/AAAAAAAAAME/b5-7zdnZ0Zc/s200/326190714_img_1950_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eceived a call from Gary. He asked if I would be interested in riding RAGBRAI, the Register’s Annual Great Bike Ride Across Iowa. I had been biking for about twenty years, nothing seriously, but I did purchase my first Trek back in 1980. I had always wanted to ride RAGBRAI, but didn’t know anyone who was willing to do it with me. So when Gary asked, I didn’t need any time to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, we were excited when we would ride 20 miles. We trained all summer and had a great time on our first RAGBRAI. It was Gary, me and Gary’s friend Chuck Smith on the first RAGBRAI. We found two great support drivers, our friend Dennis Schemmel and Gary’s brother-in-law Paul to split the support duties for us. This ride got us hooked. We have done RAGBRAI around 10 times with a group of Gary’s friends from Texas which is called Cobra39. I have traveled to Texas to ride the Hotter ‘n Hell 100 several times, some more successful than others. (The name describes the ride: a 100 mile ride around Wichita Falls, Texas in August. The temperature most years exceeds 105 degrees by mid-afternoon. Having done this ride several times, I think this does border on the edge of crazy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was on our second RAGBRAI that Gary began talking about riding across America. I knew it was just a matter of time. Over the years Gary’s interest in cycling has grown…..and his mileage has increased. Thirteen years after his first organized ride, thousands of miles of training, and countless hours of preparing, Gary is riding a cyclist’s ultimate ride. He also is fortunate to have Matt as a riding companion. Matt bikes as well as he writes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am leaving the team and returning to the real world and work, I want to thank Gary and Matt for allowing me to share in their adventure. I have some great memories from the past eight days. Hang in their Matt, there really is a tail wind. I hope you are able to experience it at least once before the end of your journey.&lt;br /&gt;And now I turn the support role back to the very capable Larry Hart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-3924162791809640564?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/3924162791809640564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=3924162791809640564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3924162791809640564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3924162791809640564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-19-july-5-2008.html' title='Day 19 - July 5'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_pvYcIJ_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/RZVVr-kaXug/s72-c/326190648_img_1945_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-8227671821819383049</id><published>2008-07-04T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:02:47.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nebraska'/><title type='text'>Day 18 - July 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday the Fourth. Today was another good day for the riders. They rode over 130 miles for the second day in a row. This is quite an accomplishment, especially ending the day with 17 miles into a head-wind. Overall the weather was good. The wind wasn’t too strong and the temperatures were mild, considering it is July in the Midwest. The humidity was low and the high for the day was around 84 degrees. It is impressive that after 7 plus hours on a bike, both Gary and Matt are in great spirits at day’s end. It’s been an amazing journey so far, one that I am glad to have played a small part in helping Gary and Matt reach their goal. Today they reached a milestone; they reached he midpoint of their journey. The photo at &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_pUe35h0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/Y2ElQTsyz6E/s1600-h/325587511_img_1916_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260179427886204738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_pUe35h0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/Y2ElQTsyz6E/s200/325587511_img_1916_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the “Fast Stop” marks the spot where they reach the halfway point of their trek across the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are in Blair, NE, less than two miles from the Iowa border. After today’s ride I took a drive to scout the route for tomorrow and to find a place to eat. As it is July 4th, most of the restaurants are closed. The GPS unit led me astray on the search for one restaurant. The second selection suggested the GPS took me to a bar that did not serve food. But they suggested an establishment down the street that was opened and did serve food. This was our last hope as the only remaining alternatives were fast food establishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our last day in Nebraska and the people we have met along the way have been great. They have been friendly and helpful, making our trip more enjoyable and less stressful. I found the best way to find a place to eat is to stop and ask someone at the local convenience store. They have always been helpful and their suggestions have saved us time. And, Nebraskans continue to wave. Whether I am parked along the side of the road or driving through a small town looking for a place to eat, the locals all wave when they pass. There is a special quality in rural America that makes one feel welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my last full day as Gary’s and Matt’s support driver. I will help get them to near Des Moines where I will end my journey and turn the support role back to the very capable Larry Hart. It’s been quite a journey. I don’t know if I will be able to post my comments tomorrow night, but I hope to add them later. As I finish writing, fireworks are filling the sky over Blair, NE. It is fitting end to a memorable July 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-8227671821819383049?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/8227671821819383049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=8227671821819383049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8227671821819383049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8227671821819383049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-18-july-4-2008.html' title='Day 18 - July 4'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_pUe35h0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/Y2ElQTsyz6E/s72-c/325587511_img_1916_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-8579382198028430594</id><published>2008-07-03T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:01:21.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nebraska'/><title type='text'>Day 17 - July 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Day 17 – July 3, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrific Thursday. Today was the exact opposite of yesterday. Today the bikers enjoyed clear blue skies, a light breeze, cool temperatures, a flat route and a great road for cycling. Today was also the hardest day to be a support driver. It wasn’t the support role that was difficult; it was being not able to bike that made it difficult. It was a perfect day and route for cycling and I wasn’t able to get on a bike and ride along. I guess that made yesterday the easiest day to be a support driver as I was quite happy not cycling into the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_o-xVsk5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/l7SBYefAYLM/s1600-h/325021553_img_1873_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260179054885901202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_o-xVsk5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/l7SBYefAYLM/s200/325021553_img_1873_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and Matt made up the miles they lost yesterday. They were riding well and I could estimate to within a few minutes of when they would arrive at the spot I was waiting for them. I would drive out 10 miles ahead and wait. In about 30 minutes they would arrive. They kept this up all day for the 130 + miles that they rode. Spirits were high as they ended a very successful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip is providing me an opportunity to do something that I have never done before, pull the car over and check out Historical Markers. For years I have driven by these and have never taken the time to stop and learn a little history of that particular area. As this trip is providing me the time, I am stopping to check them out. I’ve been posting photos of these as they provide additional insight on the area and its history. When I joined the team last week, Gary told me to take photos along the route of the sights and scenery that they would see and the traveled across the country. Sometimes I get it right and I will have a photo in support of something they mention in their blog. I also miss many photo opportunities as a travel from one stop to the next. Highway 20 has a speed limit of 65 mph through both Wyoming and Nebraska. At times I will spot a perfect photo opportunity but I am unable to pull the SUV to the side of the road for the photo as an eighteen wheeler is bearing down behind me. But, I make numerous U-turns to go back and get the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be our last day in Nebraska and then its home to Iowa, at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a safe and enjoyable Independence Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-8579382198028430594?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/8579382198028430594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=8579382198028430594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8579382198028430594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8579382198028430594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-17-july-3-2008.html' title='Day 17 - July 3'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_o-xVsk5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/l7SBYefAYLM/s72-c/325021553_img_1873_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-4851141192589100191</id><published>2008-07-02T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:00:10.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nebraska'/><title type='text'>Day 16 - July 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Day 16 – July 2, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windy Wednesday. Today was a brutal day for bicycling. The day began with thunderstorms, delaying the start of the ride until 9 AM. After the rain delay, came a terrible stretch of pavement that was being ground down in preparation of a new surface. This continued for 9 miles. I was surprised and impressed that Gary and Matt road this stretch of road. During this time it was raining lightly and the wind was increasing. By mid-day the winds were gusting to 30 – 35 mph. Not a good day for biking. I did not venture too far from the riders today, as the conditions were poor at best and I wanted to be close if they needed assistanc&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_osaqIDEI/AAAAAAAAALs/DgsbL9XNCfU/s1600-h/324416056_img_1849_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260178739559926850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_osaqIDEI/AAAAAAAAALs/DgsbL9XNCfU/s200/324416056_img_1849_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e….and to provide an occasional escape from the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long day and made longer due to crossing into the Central Time Zone and losing an hour. My day was made longer due to an issue with the server used to load the photos. After several attempts and waiting for them to process, I think they are available for viewing. The photos cannot relate the conditions Gary and Matt encountered today. I could not find a way to capture the wind in a photo. Check out Matt’s blog, as he does an excellent job of sharing his experience of the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-4851141192589100191?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/4851141192589100191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=4851141192589100191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4851141192589100191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4851141192589100191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-16-july-2nd.html' title='Day 16 - July 2'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_osaqIDEI/AAAAAAAAALs/DgsbL9XNCfU/s72-c/324416056_img_1849_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-3914010310584156396</id><published>2008-07-01T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:58:56.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nebraska'/><title type='text'>Day 15 - July 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was our first full day in Nebraska and it was a welcome change. There is nothing wrong with Wyoming, but it is really isolated….at least the portion that I traveled through. Traveling along Highway 20 in Wyoming, one could go for miles before seeing another road or town. I was reading about the town we stayed in last night, Lusk, and the entire county had a population of 3,200. It is the least populated county in Wyoming. There was a noticeable change in Nebraska. The landscape is greener; there are more roads; we traveled through small towns. It feels like the Midwest. As I travel ahead of the riders, I need to find a spot to park the SUV and wait for them to arrive. I usually find a driveway to a field that allows me to park the SUV a safe distance from the road. Today I notice something that didn’t occur before; many people&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_oaoOXa3I/AAAAAAAAALk/g3UZMK59oDU/s1600-h/323836030_img_1794_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260178433963944818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_oaoOXa3I/AAAAAAAAALk/g3UZMK59oDU/s200/323836030_img_1794_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; would wave as they passed. If you live in the rural Midwest or grew up there, you know what I mean. Even as I drive down the road, many people wave. People at the local bar/restaurant where we stopped after the ride were friendly. As I got our order I asked one of the locals about the weather forecast. The sky looked threatening as we wrapped of the ride and we were wondering about tomorrow. The local asked where I was from and when I said Iowa, the subject went to the rain and flooding. He has a niece living in Muscatine and another relative in Tipton. They were not affected by the flood, but his relative in Tipton, their employer was flooded. Rushville has had rain earlier, but could use more. It was like being back at Breitbach’s in Balltown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s route was also quite scenic, especially the first half. The hills and rock formations were impressive. The second half of the route was more flat….that is until the last five miles where there were “rollers”. These little hills, one right after the other, are not difficult to bike…but after 100 plus miles in the saddle in 90 plus heat, they can be killers. I’m sure Gary and Matt will comment about these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive back to our hotel, Gary and Matt asked me if I had seen the helicopter in Gordon. I didn’t, so they pointed it out to me as we passed through Gordon. You’ll see several photos of it in today’s gallery. It’s a Cobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-3914010310584156396?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/3914010310584156396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=3914010310584156396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3914010310584156396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3914010310584156396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-15-july-1st.html' title='Day 15 - July 1'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_oaoOXa3I/AAAAAAAAALk/g3UZMK59oDU/s72-c/323836030_img_1794_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-629803834179925461</id><published>2008-06-30T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:58:01.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyoming'/><title type='text'>Day 14 - June 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was an easy day to provide support. Before leaving the hotel this morning, I asked the owner for his recommendation on the route to Douglas. He suggested two state highways, with no shoulders, that would be 27 miles, or take interstate 25 for 22 miles. Our original route would have taken us on gravel and dirt roads, making it a non-option. Gary and Matt opted for the shorter route on I-25. I was a little apprehensive about taking the interstate, but they rode on one before and said it wouldn’t be too bad. And they were correct. The interstate was recently paved and had wide shoulders. The traffic was light and they were able to cover the miles quickly. At Douglas they decided to continue on I-25 until the intersection with highway 20. At that point we would leave the interstate and continue on 20 for the remainder of the trip. At Douglas I made a coffee run and learned that yo&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_oMEW4phI/AAAAAAAAALc/B3ovvH-I1EA/s1600-h/323189671_img_1786_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260178183817831954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_oMEW4phI/AAAAAAAAALc/B3ovvH-I1EA/s200/323189671_img_1786_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u cannot always rely on GPS. I put in the address for the coffee shop and was directed to an empty parking lot. I stopped at a nearby hotel and asked for directions and found the coffee shop, about 4 blocks from where the GPS unit directed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s route ran parallel to rail road tracks, both existing and tracks under construction. The only commodity being transported is coal, lots of coal. In Glenrock I read that north of Douglas, WY is one of the largest coal deposits, if not the largest, in the US. Long trains filled with coal heading East and long trains with empty cars heading West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and Matt made good time today, leaving me little time to look for photo opportunities. If I see something interesting, I pull the SUV to the side of the road and take the photo. Many of the photos are taken at the spot where I wait for Gary and Matt to arrive. I was able to get a picture of Gary and Matt as they entered Nebraska. I was lucky as I wasn’t expecting to see the border so soon and I had to run to get the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding internet connections may be challenging over the next few days. I’ll get the photos posted whenever I have the chance. There is a lot of wide open spaces out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-629803834179925461?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/629803834179925461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=629803834179925461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/629803834179925461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/629803834179925461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-14-june-30th.html' title='Day 14 - June 30'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_oMEW4phI/AAAAAAAAALc/B3ovvH-I1EA/s72-c/323189671_img_1786_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-4561556350252441644</id><published>2008-06-29T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:56:59.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyoming'/><title type='text'>Day 13 - June 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was my first full day as Team Cobra’s support driver. Conditions were favorable and allowed me to ease into this role. The weather was perfect from a driver’s point of view. Cool temperatures in the morning, low humidity, an abundance of sunshine and a mild breeze. The route was also quite simple: follow highway 20/26 to Glenrock. The only confusing part of the route was through Casper where we followed Business 20/26. The route came to a “T” intersection with no signs indicating which way was route 20/26. I went to the right and at the next intersection there was no indication of 20/26. There was a convenience store on the corner and a police officer standing there. I stopped and asked him how to get back on Business 20/26 and he said he didn’t know. I then asked him how to get to Glenrock and he then knew the route. But by this time Gary and Matt had come to the same “T” intersection. They turned left which was the right choice. I quick cell phone call got the team back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route today covered a terrain which was similar to Friday’s, high desert plain and sage brush. I didn’t come across wild flowers and cacti like Larry found on Friday. But, today we did see more wildlife: deer, antelope and prairie dogs. I did stop along the way to take photos, but Gary and Matt’s pace today kept me busy and I really didn’t have that much time to venture out and look for interesting sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended on a high note. There was some anticipation about what the quality of service we would find at the Higgins Hotel. Glenrock’s population is around 1,300 and there are few choices for hotels/motels. Gary, Matt and Larry talked about one experience earlier in the trip where the motel that was not quite what they expected. But the Higgins Hotel turned out to be a pleasant surprise. It was built in 1916 and is furnished in the décor of that period. It is also on the National Registry of Historic places. The owners are friendly and helpful. The rooms are large and comfortable. I took some photos of the hotel and will have them on the web site. A good way to end the day.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_n9PxPEjI/AAAAAAAAALU/ERD2wlxa4aE/s1600-h/323182190_img_1725_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260177929183105586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_n9PxPEjI/AAAAAAAAALU/ERD2wlxa4aE/s200/323182190_img_1725_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow should be interesting as the route does not follow one major road. The directions have us traveling a series of roads and streets that parallel Interstate 25. It should be a little more challenging than today’s route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-4561556350252441644?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/4561556350252441644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=4561556350252441644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4561556350252441644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4561556350252441644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-13-june-29th.html' title='Day 13 - June 29'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_n9PxPEjI/AAAAAAAAALU/ERD2wlxa4aE/s72-c/323182190_img_1725_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-4100656701844419659</id><published>2008-06-28T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:06:15.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyoming'/><title type='text'>Day 12 - June 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGbhoTyOVeI/AAAAAAAAADE/Dc_AGRIEgC4/s1600-h/IMG_1636+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217105300977243618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGbhoTyOVeI/AAAAAAAAADE/Dc_AGRIEgC4/s200/IMG_1636+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today it is down hill until the end which is a small climb. Matt and Gary added about 35 miles to this day to reduce the next day to 112 instead of 147. We found that our door at the motel was bugged so I took a picture in case we are questioned in the future and then we started the ride in our respective modes of transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I introduced you to Bob Loch yesterday. He is flying into Casper and will find us on the road later today. We departed Dubois on a down hill with rocky hills on both sides. Soon the hills changed to flat land and short scrub brush. My work was light because the riders were moving at 19mph average and they did not require a lot of service. At one point I stopped near a fence and a bird began to tweep constantly. I think I was near the nest. When Matt and Gary arrived I made them peanut butter sandwiches. The birds continued and called in others to complain. Gary tossed a small pebble, but the conversation continued. I suggested that a small amount of peanut butter would stick to the roof of their beaks and lessen the tirade. I tossed a small corner and just the threat stopped them. So there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGbh6mnjCbI/AAAAAAAAADM/RCguo4YYD-k/s1600-h/IMG_1699+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217105615270382002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGbh6mnjCbI/AAAAAAAAADM/RCguo4YYD-k/s200/IMG_1699+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I said earlier we went about 35 miles past our stop at Riverton Wyoming. About 7 miles from the end I found cactus flowers hidden in the brush. Beauty is everywhere so I was busy taking pictures when a car pulled up. I was not sure if it might be the owner of the land so I just kept doing my picture work. The person got out and called me by name; it was Bob. What great timing. He will continue from here and I will join back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Larry, I’m sure that Matt and Gary will miss you as I learn the ropes of the support driver. I thought my primary role was to ensure the beer was cold at the end of the day, but after watching Larry in action, I soon learned that there is a lot more to do. But, it should be fun and interesting as we trek across Wyoming, Nebraska and Iowa. We look forward to meeting up with Larry again in about a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day started at 3:30 AM when my alarm went off. Things went well until at 6:00 AM, while waiting for the plane to take off the pilot made an announcement that there were mechanical issues and we would be delayed for a while. At 7:30 AM we finally departed for Denver. I was fortunate that there was a flight at 11:22 AM for Casper which I was able to take. This flight left Denver at 11:50 AM and I finally arrived in Casper at 12:50 PM. It all worked out well as I came upon Larry taking pictures of the flowers. It’s now close to 10 PM and I’m going to call it day. If I remember all the passwords and steps Larry taught me this afternoon, I will get this blog posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-4100656701844419659?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/4100656701844419659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=4100656701844419659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4100656701844419659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/4100656701844419659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-12-june-28th.html' title='Day 12 - June 28'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGbhoTyOVeI/AAAAAAAAADE/Dc_AGRIEgC4/s72-c/IMG_1636+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-3588596129405133912</id><published>2008-06-27T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:06:00.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyoming'/><title type='text'>Day 11 - June 27</title><content type='html'>We stayed at Jackson Hole last night and found a lot of vacationers. It is a very interesting and pretty town. I went shopping and found a bag to organize my personal items better. Another task I have is to have the gear in the SUV so that we can find things quickly and so that we can arrange it fast when we need the third seat on a taxi run with all aboard. The new bag should help this task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good time to let you know I will take a few days off to work and spend the 4th with my family at home. Please let me introduce you to my good friend Bob Loch. Bob lives in Iowa and has been a friend of Gary's for a long time. He is an avid rider and travels to Texas to ride with this team often. Bob will take over driving and hopefully leave a record here until I return in about a week. I will enjoy his perspective on this endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGW5y668sSI/AAAAAAAAACs/BfoeOXCwxPo/s1600-h/IMG_1361+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216780027839688994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGW5y668sSI/AAAAAAAAACs/BfoeOXCwxPo/s200/IMG_1361+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was about 47 degrees when Matt and Gary were ready to ride. You can see from the pictures that they were ready. I think the locals knew they were from another world since some of them were in shorts and tee shirts. I know it was because they were prepared for the lower temps we expect to find at the continental divide at over 9,000 feet today. After this climb it is all down hill until day 28 near the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again Matt and Gary were really good in the climb of 3,890 feet today. For someone not prepared and conditioned this could be hard because of the 6% grade and high altitude. Both of them did the ascent without stopping – sort of. The sort of was due to the construction 1.5 miles from the top. They were disappointed that we had to taxi across the construction span. We got past and they finished the last half mile and we took pictures of the achievement at the divide. They are getting stronger every day. I continued to practice for my future in the Tour by running while handing out the goodies during the climb. I think we should detour and ride the rocky ridge south through Colorado just for fun. I know the SUV is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGW6LwJCXSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uNs4Nc2sxOw/s1600-h/IMG_1558+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216780454442720546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGW6LwJCXSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uNs4Nc2sxOw/s200/IMG_1558+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the pictures at the top they started their decent. I had forgotten to get a picture of me at this point to make sure that my friends at TICA had proof I was on this trip. My good friend Frances said that she was not sure I was taking all the pictures so I took this one also. Frances I had to learn how to place the camera in timer mode, balance it on the hood of the car and estimate were to stand. So now you know I really do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop is Dubois. You can see from photographic record that the topology and environmental conditions changed fast after the divide. The western slope gets more precipitation than this side. I think the clouds are lazy and can not climb like Matt and Gary and run into the mountains and cry. After that they have little water remaining when they get to this side (I am also the weather man). I think Matt and Gary should ride with determination because things are changing over Nebraska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys finished riding at 1:20. What a great day the flats after the climb were with the wind and they were fast. We have a room at the Chinook Winds Motel. It is older but very clean and comfortable. When I checked in at the office I asked about the beautifu&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGW64OCQM_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ps202D9tLWU/s1600-h/IMG_1324+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216781218381575154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGW64OCQM_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ps202D9tLWU/s200/IMG_1324+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;l burl wood that is part of the counter and room. Debbie told me it was local and was caused by a disease and kills the tree. She said it is not lawful to collect this any longer however a local artist made carvings from this type of wood. I got his name and went to see his shop. His name is Leon Sanderson and he and Jill Judd run The Tickled Trout. I found a treasure of carvings and was lucky that Leon was present. I carved bass wood and we talked about his work. I do this as a hobby, he is the real thing. As we got ready to depart he offered to give me a piece to work with. I am excited and hope to produce something that will not disappoint him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot more in town. We visited the General Store on main street and found Frank who has a depth of knowledge and wit that are a joy to experience. The Coffee Haus which closes at three has another personality you will not want to miss. The Cowboy Cafe has a great country fried steak. What a great town to stop in and enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-3588596129405133912?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/3588596129405133912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=3588596129405133912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3588596129405133912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3588596129405133912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-11-june-27th.html' title='Day 11 - June 27'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGW5y668sSI/AAAAAAAAACs/BfoeOXCwxPo/s72-c/IMG_1361+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-7207562860864111656</id><published>2008-06-26T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:05:47.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idaho'/><title type='text'>Day 10 - June 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGTXHHV8URI/AAAAAAAAACk/SKOHDRmynzE/s1600-h/IMG_1119+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216530785632014610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGTXHHV8URI/AAAAAAAAACk/SKOHDRmynzE/s200/IMG_1119+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The room in Idaho Falls at the Driftwood was directly in front of falls on the Snake River. It was a great place. We did laundry and Matt and Gary cleaned the bikes. The morning of day 10 came and they were cranking at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today is climb of over 4700 to an altitude of 8400+. The total climb is in two stages and will be a test of the team. We decided to work a different support strategy. The riders use heart monitors to enable them to keep in a zone that is most productive. This means that riding together may make one rider move out of the zone and cause him to not ride as effective. Today they will ride a control pace in the 40 mile warm up and then climb based on their own pace. I will drive in front and take care of the lead rider. Then wait for the next other rider and then frog lead ahead about 2 or 3 miles and do it again. This will allow me to take care of each rider and allow them to hold their own pace. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGRyf41vDRI/AAAAAAAAACE/SUEy_65Qocc/s1600-h/IMG_1136+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216420160561155346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGRyf41vDRI/AAAAAAAAACE/SUEy_65Qocc/s200/IMG_1136+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It worked great. Matt is a climber. He reported a heart rate of 126 on the first climb and looked like he was on flat land. He did not stop; he gave me an empty bottle and the next time I gave it back full. I got to run with him to do the exchanges, maybe I can help in the Tour. I gave him V8 Juice and a ¼ peanut butter sandwich and GU. He went up the first mountain, down into the valley and up the second without stopping. It was a joy to watch. Gary was not far behind. He climbs differently, but is very strong. I would deal with Matt and then here comes Gary and then I do it again. The second climb went to a 10% grade. Both Matt and Gary were down to 5mp hour and below at some times and wanting an extra gear while they stood and put all their effort into the task. They rode 88 miles and averaged over 15 mph. I am impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept me very busy, but I still found time to shoot 226 pictures during the ride. You can see the best ones on the photo tab. I am really lucky to be a part of this. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flintstone Vitamins for a climb.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGTWV_EGDjI/AAAAAAAAACc/r6oAm6t0V6A/s1600-h/IMG_1138+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216529941596081714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGTWV_EGDjI/AAAAAAAAACc/r6oAm6t0V6A/s320/IMG_1138+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGTWItX12bI/AAAAAAAAACU/pEmnJbkHLh8/s1600-h/IMG_1138+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-7207562860864111656?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/7207562860864111656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=7207562860864111656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7207562860864111656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7207562860864111656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-10-june-26th.html' title='Day 10 - June 26'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGTXHHV8URI/AAAAAAAAACk/SKOHDRmynzE/s72-c/IMG_1119+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-7300520662366898838</id><published>2008-06-25T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:05:36.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idaho'/><title type='text'>Day 9 - June 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGObczLUAHI/AAAAAAAAABs/ftSUHv0Ngpg/s1600-h/IMG_1090+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216183712501465202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGObczLUAHI/AAAAAAAAABs/ftSUHv0Ngpg/s200/IMG_1090+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If all goes well this will be a short metric century 100 km (62 miles) for the riders and a rest day. The pictures for this day start with Matt doing what he really likes better than biking in the morning, and a recap of the destroyed rubber from the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I understand it, the day was &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGOat9ZFpAI/AAAAAAAAABE/IeqWwZvP1Lg/s1600-h/IMG_1091+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;normal for the riders and I was not able to stay with them. I started the support as usual until I got a check engine light on the dash. My choices were use the GPS to find a dealer, check yellow pages at a farm house, or call our support person in Dallas who is waiting by the phone 24x7 to help us. I like the latter and called Lesley Hart in Dallas. She put the website together a&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGObS3liJfI/AAAAAAAAABk/zm189_SlIqc/s1600-h/IMG_1091+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216183541886494194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGObS3liJfI/AAAAAAAAABk/zm189_SlIqc/s200/IMG_1091+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd has helped us improve it during the ride. She is magical when you want info. In short order I had a dealer address 25 miles away and a bike shop for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went toward the dealer and the guys kept riding toward the bike shop, then beer and a nap. I spent the balance of the day getting four new tires, a tune up, and the light checked. The light was a part failure that was under warranty. It took till 6 pm. During that time I called Gary to see if he wanted me to trade in for a new one which already has new tires. He said the static on the line was a problem or something. Now the SUV really feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGObBaHwRqI/AAAAAAAAABU/f3p_H3Rf9W0/s1600-h/IMG_1108+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216183241919186594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGObBaHwRqI/AAAAAAAAABU/f3p_H3Rf9W0/s200/IMG_1108+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this better than 'eat more chicken'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-7300520662366898838?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/7300520662366898838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=7300520662366898838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7300520662366898838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7300520662366898838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-9-june-25th.html' title='Day 9 - June 25'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGObczLUAHI/AAAAAAAAABs/ftSUHv0Ngpg/s72-c/IMG_1090+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-1871115234092358307</id><published>2008-06-24T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:55:09.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idaho'/><title type='text'>Day 8 - June 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We looked at the map and determined that leaving Twin Falls has a lot of very open unpopulated country before we can get to Black Foot Idaho. The best solution is get on the interstate which is a more direct route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind continues strong from the west. The freeway is east/west. Looks like a good day to ride fast. Up to this point we have not had but one flat. No major mechanical problems. I have simply been feeding and watering and transporting. Shortly after they passed over the Snake River leaving Twin Falls, Gary found glass and cut both the tire and tube. I stopped and gave them the parts and it was fixed and ready to go in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_ng-OM9MI/AAAAAAAAALM/zVUAvChsFUM/s1600-h/319461540_img_1021_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260177443436426434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_ng-OM9MI/AAAAAAAAALM/zVUAvChsFUM/s200/319461540_img_1021_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They departed and I went back to take pictures of the Snake River. This time it was very deep. I took a number of pictures and even went out on the two lane to get a better shot. It was very windy and the trucks caused the bridge to flex vertically what seemed to be 4 inches. I was not comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got to the interstate and it was not long before Matt had a problem with his rear wheel when a part got caught in the moving wheel. We used the spare bikes back wheel and started back in until Matt collect a screw in the rear tire that ate up the tire and tube. We are burning rubber and not getting a lot of speed from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things considered the day was of average length, but the ride of 103 miles was completed in a ride time of 5 hours and 1 minute. That’s a 20 mile per hour average and they are not spent for the next day. I told you they are getting stronger. Must be the food I serve. Hey Orpha, I can really cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the Super 8 Motel and it is great. Internet, showers and great beds. Bring on day 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-1871115234092358307?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/1871115234092358307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=1871115234092358307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/1871115234092358307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/1871115234092358307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-8-june-24.html' title='Day 8 - June 24'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_ng-OM9MI/AAAAAAAAALM/zVUAvChsFUM/s72-c/319461540_img_1021_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-5169377033898654283</id><published>2008-06-23T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:05:21.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idaho'/><title type='text'>Day 7 - June 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGMMs2aInHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/T3ZxDPvCe4g/s1600-h/IMG_1007+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216026758084074610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGMMs2aInHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/T3ZxDPvCe4g/s200/IMG_1007+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Headed to Twin Falls. The country continues the same as yesterday until we got near Twin Falls. I am using a Garmin GPS to help keep us on the correct route. Most of the time “Sally” is muted and not allowed to talk. As we approached our destination I used the Garmin to take us onto old 30. It took us down a very steep winding road and on to a very pretty ride next to, you guessed it, the Snake River. The houses were very different and interesting. I found a house on a hill that had boulders from the bluff above all over the green yard. I would be afraid of more boulders falling into the yard. Another had a garden at the side of the house and a scare crow dressed very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind continues to be strong as we ride into an area with water falls coming out of the rocks. Moving slower than freeway speeds is the only way you will see these sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to be impressed with Matt and Gary. They still talk like they are just beginning, however I can see them getting stronger and they are often catching me before I expect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive at Twin Falls Idaho. We found ourselves in a small motel that reminds me of the ones that spotted the landscape and followed the highways across the west 50 years ago. They are now weekly rentals or closed. I would prefer Best Western.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and I talked today and decided we should look at getting a bike rack. This would simplify the taxi trips to and from starts when we are adjusting the routes. So while they caught up on the route planning and blogs I went in search. We found one that can hold two bikes and expect it to be very useful if we get more construction or weather that requires my help on short notice. I believe I can adjust the load to carry both riders and bikes in less than 5 minutes when required. We will not have to shuttle one rider at a time again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGMM55rmKMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UBUb46Nd8nE/s1600-h/IMG_1003+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216026982300920002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGMM55rmKMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UBUb46Nd8nE/s200/IMG_1003+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch on the run.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-5169377033898654283?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/5169377033898654283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=5169377033898654283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/5169377033898654283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/5169377033898654283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-7-june-23nd.html' title='Day 7 - June 23'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGMMs2aInHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/T3ZxDPvCe4g/s72-c/IMG_1007+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-8142620573205581698</id><published>2008-06-22T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:05:06.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idaho'/><title type='text'>Day 6 – June 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGMLcRrBEkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sh-atoTKSxs/s1600-h/IMG_0941+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216025373833237058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGMLcRrBEkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sh-atoTKSxs/s200/IMG_0941+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depart Ontario Oregon and into the high plains desert of western Idaho. The sky is clear blue and hot. The land is dry and brown except for the patches of irrigated farm land. I believe that if we could build a pipe line from the Great Lakes to this area we could turn it all green and productive. It might even affect the climate and help Al solve all his problems. Would someone please tell him about this because although he says he cares about the environment and I do not expect him to read a blog about biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roads are very long and straight. A lot of the really small towns have the same name. 'Congestion Ahead' is all that label these small group of buildings. We did find a country store and café that allowed me to buy some Arizona Tea for Matt and Gary to put a change in their diet. At this place I found Bikers sitting on the porch drinking beers and talking about their ride. One of them looked at the front tire of the car and asked if I was aware that it was bald. Looks like we need to find a dealer soon, Gary will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGML2z-N7qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W7mjhV-saTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0954+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216025829717175970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGML2z-N7qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W7mjhV-saTQ/s200/IMG_0954+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continue to see the Snake River.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-8142620573205581698?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/8142620573205581698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=8142620573205581698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8142620573205581698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/8142620573205581698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-6-june-22nd.html' title='Day 6 – June 22'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGMLcRrBEkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sh-atoTKSxs/s72-c/IMG_0941+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-2213008236121922229</id><published>2008-06-21T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:04:48.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><title type='text'>Day 5 – June 21</title><content type='html'>We are getting close to the end of our stay in Oregon. We will be able to carry memories forward since the Snake River will continue into and across most of the ride in Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of motorcycle riders in this area. They are not as hip as my riders because they wear leather and helmets with no holes while Matt and Gary have colorful shirts, spandex and holes in their hats. Some of the folks that learn our final destination of Boston seem to think the holes are also in their heads as well. I can assure you that is not true; I believe they are as sane as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This country is big and sometimes we can not find a small road. We were forced to get on the interstate today and anticipated a smooth although noisy ride. In short order we found construction that required us to load a rider and bike in the SUV and transport around the blockage and then go back and get the next. This happened two times before we could resume a normal ride. The sky was getting dark and the wind was gusting to 30 mph. Once again we need a better way to transport when needed. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGLz2gd63LI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LE6_ovTq1CI/s1600-h/IMG_0881+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215999436202368178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGLz2gd63LI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LE6_ovTq1CI/s200/IMG_0881+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the day gave us views of the Snake River and the American Flag. I took pictures of this to show how strong the wind was. The storm clouds worried us all the way to the hotel. We crossed the Snake River two times which took us into Idaho and back into Oregon. Tomorrow we say goodbye to a beautiful and friendly state. Idaho, you are on deck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-2213008236121922229?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/2213008236121922229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=2213008236121922229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/2213008236121922229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/2213008236121922229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-6-june-21.html' title='Day 5 – June 21'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGLz2gd63LI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LE6_ovTq1CI/s72-c/IMG_0881+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-3356598324449432644</id><published>2008-06-20T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:53:37.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><title type='text'>Day 4 – June 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On day one we left personal bags at Matt’s house and traveled the 100 miles to the start at Astoria. On day two we started from Matt’s house and out to Mt Hood with the same partial load. On day three it was our first full load with three bikes, two riders and the driver all inside the SUV. This is where the term that dealers use like 72.4 cubic feet of volume has mean&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_nKEZm1gI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TFfcOdn6HQc/s1600-h/318165020_img_0724_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260177049957881346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_nKEZm1gI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TFfcOdn6HQc/s200/318165020_img_0724_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing. We are using it all. We have all discussed that if we have a problem with storms and such the unpacking and repacking on the open road to get the gear inside will be hard. We are looking for a solution to this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loaded we travel to the starting point for day 4 and a quick 1500 ft climb. Opps ! Quick only applies to the SUV and me. I am really impressed with Matt and Gary. They use heart rate to accomplish a ride without damaging their bodies. I will start this when I get back to riding instead of driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it is clear from my writing and pictures that I am having a great time. It is a pleasure to be part of this ride. Both Gary and Matt have made me feel a part of it even though I am not a rider. I am grateful that I can have this experience. Although driving and riding cover the same ground I know that they are not the same. Matt and Gary are capturing their side and I will continue to write about driving even though I miss riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is arid and warm. We continue to see ABB (America by Bike) bikers. ABB Does what we are doing on a commercial scale. About 50 riders doing 50 to 80 miles a day with 5 rest days. They stay in hotels at night and eat well. I certainly would consider this as a way to do the ride. We also saw other independent groups along the route. A husband and wife were part of a group of five riders. The interesting thing is they carried all their gear. This adds about 50 to 80 lbs to the bike. They have no other support. You know the rider is accomplished when you say “that must make hills hard” and the response is “not really you just go a little slower”. We talked and gave them information that may have helped them find an improvement in their route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may notice that I have found flowers and other plants to add to the picture set. The small things are very interesting. I get to pick the stopping points and select them based on distance and Kodak moments. I stop and take the picture I saw and then wait for Matt and Gary. During the wait I will often notice more than the picture I stopped for. Now when I stop I look all around to make sure I do not miss an opportunity for another picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were approaching a small town and I saw a flag person ahead. The two la&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_nKSIphsI/AAAAAAAAALE/ir9A_l4dosk/s1600-h/318165346_img_0744_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260177053644850882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_nKSIphsI/AAAAAAAAALE/ir9A_l4dosk/s200/318165346_img_0744_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ne highway was being resurfaced and traffic was down to one lane. I waited about 20 minutes for my turn, looking behind the whole time for Matt and Gary. I was hoping they would be in time for this group. I finally decided to not go unless I saw them and gave up my turn. That was a good thing since I learned that they would not be allowed to ride over the road. They showed up and we packed the two bikes inside. We did not have room for both riders so Gary hitched a ride on a garbage truck. When we got through the construction Gary had a lot of stories from his driver. He was an old timer with an interesting past. Moon shine (liquid) was part of it. What a great country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-3356598324449432644?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/3356598324449432644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=3356598324449432644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3356598324449432644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/3356598324449432644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-4-june-20th.html' title='Day 4 – June 20'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_nKEZm1gI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TFfcOdn6HQc/s72-c/318165020_img_0724_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-7853524094909594191</id><published>2008-06-19T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:51:56.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><title type='text'>Day 3 – June 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I transported the riders and bikes back to Matt’s from Government Camp on the 18th and back out to the same spot on the 19th. This saved on hotel costs and more importantly let us take advantage of his hospitality another night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take note of the wisdom that Gary has on climbing on the home page. His attitude may be the same, however the reality of feeling the pain gives him the reality about climbing. I am stopping and supporting a little sooner at some points. The climbs seem to make them hungry and slower. This is how I learned that the road looks totally different in opposite directions. I drive out 5 miles, back two and then out and back&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_mxmedIEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qtD4_V2w5EE/s1600-h/318159706_img_0656_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260176629608292418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_mxmedIEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qtD4_V2w5EE/s200/318159706_img_0656_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are like totally different. The light changes, and the mind sees more each time. It makes the country even bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting item today is how many different eco systems we went through. We started in the mountains, grass lands, red wood forest, high desert with agriculture and grass land with sage. All had their own beauty and made for another wonderful day. I think seeing this country at a slower speed is a totally different view than what you get at 70mph. I recommend biking or driving in 5 mile spurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-7853524094909594191?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/7853524094909594191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=7853524094909594191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7853524094909594191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7853524094909594191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-3-june-19th.html' title='Day 3 – June 19'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_mxmedIEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qtD4_V2w5EE/s72-c/318159706_img_0656_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-5338790037575726878</id><published>2008-06-18T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:50:49.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><title type='text'>Day 2 – June 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We start from Matt’s and go to 40 miles east of Government Camp. This does not match the planned routes because we are trying to get a jump on the start so that we have a spare day to spend later. Getting out of Portland took a lot of driving and riding. It is not a small town. It is interesting how quick we are in the mountains though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The views only get better. Government camp is near Mt Hood. I rediscovered the personality that mountains can have when they sit alone. Long ago I worked in Colorado and had a view of Pikes Peak in my office window. I would look up and there it was filling the window. I would be reading and working and shortly later it was gone as weather moved in and around the area. I did not discover Mt Hood until we had finished the ride and headed back. I am not sure if it was hiding or I was driving with my eyes shut. Mt Hood has attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my job of taking pictures and feeding the riders and even found some shops to stop in and look at stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopping for food, getting gas (all full service by state law) and the visiting with the shop keepers let me meet the folks in Oregon. They are different. They are friendly a&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_mgP71ccI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LBbiQrWa4jE/s1600-h/318156485_img_0521_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260176331499729346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_mgP71ccI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LBbiQrWa4jE/s200/318156485_img_0521_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd live at a slower pace. Friendly is an understatement; they are enjoyable and add goodness to my day. The slower pace should not be confused with competency. The pace they have fits life. It makes what they have and how they live fit with the environment which they help beautify and do not hurt. It shows up in the towns and cities and in the country and farms. It is great! I love Oregon and the folks I have met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-5338790037575726878?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/5338790037575726878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=5338790037575726878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/5338790037575726878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/5338790037575726878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-2-june-18th.html' title='Day 2 – June 18'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_mgP71ccI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LBbiQrWa4jE/s72-c/318156485_img_0521_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-7023394846338661647</id><published>2008-06-17T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:49:58.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><title type='text'>Day 1 – June 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We left Matt’s house and drove 100 miles to Astoria. The country is really amazing; it has so much beauty. It rivals the fiber and life of the north east. We arrived and got the two riders on the road for the ride back to Portland. I took pictures (one of my duties) and started to follow the route. My comfort level was not high because I was not sure how to support them, but it was not long before it became better because of their predictable style of riding. They make support an easy job. I would drive for 5 to 10 miles and then wait or drive back and check them. The new job and large amount of new sites kept me busy. A friend of Gary’s got us in touch with an Oregon resident named Bud. He started from Portland at the same time we started from Astoria. I talked to him by phone to make sure we did not miss him. We met him at the half way&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_mT5-TtBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TMDTfYccCjA/s1600-h/318145877_img_0454_(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260176119446090770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_mT5-TtBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TMDTfYccCjA/s200/318145877_img_0454_(small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mark and he began to ride with Gary and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my tasks is to have food and drinks for the riders when they need them. The less they have to worry about this the more they ride and enjoy the trip. This is a ride to Boston for enjoyment. I hope to help the joy part. The menu I serve when they stop is quite simple. They eat turkey sandwiches with mustard, peanut butter with banana slices and bananas. They drink water, Gator Aid and V8 juice. At the end of the day beer is cold and ready. They eat on demand; any amount at any time. I frequent the gas stations and small shops to keep up the inventory. I use the fathers day gift of hand sanitizer before I fix the food. I think it kills germs and adds a little flavor to the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oregon folks are different; more later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-7023394846338661647?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/7023394846338661647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=7023394846338661647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7023394846338661647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/7023394846338661647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-1-june-17th.html' title='Day 1 – June 17'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SP_mT5-TtBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TMDTfYccCjA/s72-c/318145877_img_0454_(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756152822992450117.post-6023406066274487924</id><published>2008-06-16T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T08:35:31.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><title type='text'>Day 0 - Travel to start</title><content type='html'>Well we are off to BE the wizard. It will take 2000 miles and two days to get to Astoria Oregon and start this adventure. I am the SAG wagon driver for 2/3 of the trip. SAG stands for support and gear. It is yet to be determined the details of this job. The primary function is to keep the guys able to ride with the proper gear and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started when Gary showed up in the morning on Sunday June 15th. It was good to see that he had his medication from Starbucks for the ride to Oregon. He drove first and soon had us moving at his favorite pace of 85 mph. I think he would bike that fast if he could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went north west through the Texas panhandle and cut across the small finger (41 miles wide) that Oklahoma took from us and into eastern flat Colorado. Up east of Denver then west and then north until we passed into Wyoming and arrived in Cheyenne 900 miles from home and tired. We slept before continuing. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGLzJqrOtvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbtmoAuivNk/s1600-h/IMG_0409+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215998665848436466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGLzJqrOtvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbtmoAuivNk/s200/IMG_0409+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was 1100 miles to arrive at Portland Oregon. We hooked up with Matt who will ride with Gary to Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing part of the trip is experiencing how big this country is. It really seems big when you drive this long and hard and only started in the middle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756152822992450117-6023406066274487924?l=ba08-larry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/feeds/6023406066274487924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756152822992450117&amp;postID=6023406066274487924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/6023406066274487924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756152822992450117/posts/default/6023406066274487924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ba08-larry.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-0-travel-to-start_16.html' title='Day 0 - Travel to start'/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13457062505243125511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X8zm1NHdFg/SGLzJqrOtvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbtmoAuivNk/s72-c/IMG_0409+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
