Maine is Calling - Cure for Cancer Tour

Funny how life is. A trip I actually dream of taking and wrote here on a list of dreams several years ago.... is about to BE! Cycling from Florida to Maine! I'm lagging though, having only been able to make this defining commitment last week. Job termination and subsequent sleeping the aches away, as if I were paying tribute to life changes by hiding under cover. HA! Then medical stuff nudged, reminding me of the man to whose life we will pay tribute as we ride, and the God-whispers got louder - 'for-goodness-sake-get-out-the-door-and ride.' And so I did get out that door. I woke up and grabbed the bike.


 Last week starting with 30, quickly bumped my mileage to 50. It had been a while since I'd ridden these distances, but today I reached 74 miles and I felt strong at the finish. It rained most of the day - and I've learned that drizzling overcast is by far my favorite weather condition in which to cycle. The symphony of sound I hear in the rain is magnificent. Crickets and frogs and birds of every color and size - all at once, their choruses. I met a mother duck and her 6 ducklings, too, today. They stopped their waddling long enough for me take their picture on the left. You have to look very carefully, since they blend well with their surroundings, but they are there. Mama and little ones. I wanted to scoop them up and take them home, so cute they were. And out there in the pouring rain were the few silly souls, like me, unabashedly singing because of course it's what you must do in the rain. It was simply a gloriously wet, warm and full-of-life 74 miles. The trip starts next Sunday. Marty and Bobbie Perlmutter and I leave Jacksonville, Florida and point our bicycles north. Bobbie will be driving the Sag Wagon with supplies and food; Marty and I cycling up the eastern seaboard. 16 days of adventure, new friends and sights never seen on two wheels! To the good, good life.