22 May 2012 Glendale to Ashland VA 40 miles (TransAm 110) Gina is behind schedule. Her tent is pitched but it’s an F5 tornado in there, her clothes duffel disorganized, her sleeping pad deflated, her pillowcase sans pillow, her wet laundry hanging from the eaves. Why so disheveled at 8:30 pm? Because she got lost …
21 May 2012 Williamsburg to Glendale VA 49 miles (TransAm 70) Gina is sleeping in the nursery. I suppose that’s proper, given that she’s the second-youngest cyclist on the trip. It’s nice to see from the photos that she’ll be in good company tonight. Besides her peaceful neighbors in the graveyard outside her window, it …
20 May 2012 Williamsburg to Yorktown VA 21 miles (RT) Our good friend Elaina informed me today that I am going to die. Apparently this desk-jockey life is truly going to kill me and there’s a recent scientific study to prove it. Well, clearly this is not a matter to be taken lightly. Since it’s …
19 May 2012 Yorktown, Virginia. This is where it will all officially begin, where Gina and the Atlantic Ocean will meet, smile for the cameras, and maybe crack a bottle of champagne across someone’s front tire. I dunno – is that how you christen a monumental bike ride? Anyway, that’s tomorrow. Only Gina couldn’t wait …
18 May 2012 Today was Bike to Work day. This didn’t mean so much to Gina, who has no work to bike to, nor to me, who works from home. Nevertheless, Gina celebrated the occasion with a free lunch for cyclists provided by the local Williamsburg community center, while I embraced the concept by stopping …
17 May 2012 Maybe the world needs more parades. Not that I’ve ever been a devoted fan. The clowns make me nervous, sitting on a hard concrete curb gets my bum sore and dirty, and these days there doesn’t even seem to be much free candy being tossed about. Maybe I don’t make them a …