Since at least 1997, I had yearned to attempt a cross country bike ride. That summer, my friend Warren rode from LA to Boston. He called me from Winslow, AZ; I rode with him when he passed through Indiana, and I celebrated his accomplishment when he returned. But I, too, wanted to “explore” the USA. I had always loved Charles Kuralt and his tales of small towns off the interstate. What better way to see our great country?
With children, a job, and a widowed mother in failing health, the dream was put on the back burner of life for 15 years. Early in 2012, when I asked my husband if he was interested in such an adventure, he declined without hesitation. And I “discovered” WomanTours – a wonderful “girly group” that seemed to have great support (before and during the ride) and reasonable daily miles (reasonable if I train well).
So in March 2013, the dream – and adventures – began!
I turned 65 while on the ride – it seemed like a fitting way to celebrate – in El Paso, Texas, where my 100 year old mother passed away in December 2011. I think she would have been nervously excited for me.
- March 23, 2013March 23: Kingston to Las Cruces, NM Started the day with a 9 mile downhill after leaving the Lodge. Stopped part way down at the Hillsboro Cafe, where several locals were enjoying Saturday breakfast. Our route 152, which we had followed most of yesterday, ended at I-25, where we turned south and east toward Las Cruces on old ... Continue reading →
- March 24, 2013March 24: Las Cruces, NM to El Paso, TX I have been thinking about this day for several months, the day we would bike into El Paso. When I signed up for this tour, I noted that we would be in El Paso for my 65th birthday (tomorrow). I asked permission to deviate from the tour ... Continue reading →
- March 25, 2013No WiFi in Fort Hancock tonight. Only 46 miles from El Paso, but headwind all day. Details tomorrow. March 25: El Paso to Fort Hancock, TX In our nightly map meeting, Carol told us this would be an easy day, and to be sure to stop and see the old missions along the way. Donna, my riding ... Continue reading →