I write this beachside, sitting cross-legged on a picnic table, listening to waves crashing and watching the sun sink lower on the horizon. It's October. It's a Monday. I'm camping in SoCal, where it's not raining or snowing, and for that I am grateful. I just rode a road bike, by choice, and I liked it. It's almost Happy Hour, and that's ok too.
I don't live in Hood River anymore. I live in a van; I seem to have an affinity for Sprinter Vans, because I now drive one for a living.
Ok, I don't really live in the van, as it's full of bikes and there is no living space. But I drive it all over the West, alone (sometimes with Turbo), and I sometimes (although not as often as you would think) get to ride bikes. Mostly, I help other girls ride bikes more, and teach them how to fix their bike.
It is enjoyable, and I meet extraordinary people.
Like the lovely Lauren:
And these two, Ginjer and Savannah from the Flathead Valley:
I got to see my old friend Woody in Sioux Falls, SD. It had been five years.
He even took me flying! Just like old times, except I didn't jump out.
I met all of these kooks along the way, too. Hernan, Sonia, and Pati.
This guy, Evan, a fellow Giant Bicycles demo driver:
And Jenni from the Block:
And I got to see my dear Jessica again in Bellingham!
These two from Reno, Maggie and Eric:
I also get to see places like this:
|Got to chase Twenty6 Tyler through the woods in Bozeman, MT.|
Or maybe this:
Moonrises like this one over San Francisco:
This is just the tip of the iceberg, really. I have so many stories and adventures to share from the past year! It's been one heck of a ride.
Cheers to a lovely life!