Dolly's Bike Blog

Musings about fun between my legs

2013 Southern Route USA

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 8, 2013
    March 7: The search for the lost cell phone was unsuccessful, though we did find a missing bike glove. New phone from the Apple Store, complete with phone numbers and some email addresses (thank you ICloud). Promptly at 1 pm, the gaggle of riders gathered for orientation (I think when you get 30 women together that is ... Continue reading →
  • March 8, 2013
    March 8: Overnight there was a big storm with high winds. Sadly that was not the end of the rain or the wind. Our breakfast had to be served indoors, as the threat of rain was too great. We also had to have our luggage weighed – 2 bags allowed, total 50 pounds with no one ... Continue reading →
  • March 9, 2013
    March 9, Alpine to Live Oak Springs/Boulevard: There was the possibility of snow overnight up further in the mountains, so our departure was delayed until 9 am. I was in the last group to leave, as my suitcases were to be among the last to load (explanation to follow). We started right off with a 5 mile ... Continue reading →
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