Moving On

The original purpose behind The Fourteen Percent Ride has long since been fulfilled. So, I've decided that Mighty Proud will be the last posting. It just seems right.

But, don't worry. Or maybe you should. In any event, I plan to continue. I'll keep riding. And writing. Click here to come along in my new blog ~ The Long White Line. <-- check it out!


As I've ridden for the last two years, I've picked up on the fact that Shirley, my darling wife, has been more worried about my safety than impressed with my "accomplishments." How do I know this? Well, when I'd come back and tell her, for example, that I'd hit 53.6 mph going down FO, she'd reply, "I don't want to hear it." Being the sensitive sort I figured out, after many such comments, that just maybe we were not on the same page here. But last week, she told me that she would "greatly reduce her focus on the 'fear for my safety' issue." We talked about the tour, looked at some maps, researched nutrition suggestions on the internet, and so on, just enjoying the idea of the ride. How nice is that? Thank you, Shirley!

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Wrapping it All Up

What do you call an epilog to an epilog? I don’t know, but here it is, the final chapter in the travel saga that started in yesterday’s Where’s a Bike When You Need One? posting. The late flight from Chicago to La Crosse, the first option we had been “offered” after our plan for returning home began falling apart, did make it, but not until nearly midnight. It was REALLY good to have gotten on the earlier flight.

Was it a mistake to have re-scheduled my trip to Tyler today (by flying back through Chicago and Dallas)? You tell me: all flights from La Crosse to Chicago were cancelled today as were about 75% of all of American’s flights in Chicago. I wasn’t going anywhere today. Glad that’s the way I had planned it. Gave me a chance for the last of the post-trip chores -- getting unpacked (see below) and the laundry done. It'll soon look like we haven't gone anywhere.

I got back on the bike that really does go nowhere, recalling recent flights that made only slightly better progress. The 17.5 “miles” I put in brought my 2008 total to just over 400. At least on this trip, I was certain I would end up in La Crosse.

Our luggage finally arrived today. I do not know where it had been and it's not talking. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, I guess.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Viva Las Vegas!