Readers of this blog who are cyclists probably already know about “crazyguyonabike.com”, the bicycle tourist’s online journal resource. I like to skip over there occasionally and live my cross country bike tour dreams through the real life adventures of others. The photographs and journal-writing skills of some of these folks can be as motivating as they are entertaining.
I’ve been reading a journal from a guy who rode his bike from San Francisco to Boston. He stayed in hotels every night. No camping. In these journals of long distance or cross country cyclists, it is common for them to have some kind of final entry describing lessons learned, touring tips, or celebratory remarks. It is also very common from them to have a final entry describing some profound life lesson or spiritual insight that they gained. Live every day to the fullest. People are basically good. America is still great. I now know that I can do anything. That kind of thing. This guy’s remarks are especially profound…and amusing…
While sitting in the nice comfortable passenger seats for three and one-half days on the 3 Amtrak trains I took to get home to California from Boston, I’d pull out the laptop every now and then in an effort to write a few profound final thoughts. It has been more than a week since my bike ride across the United States has ended. You’d think by now my thoughts would have crystallized allowing me to sum it all up into a succinct, yet profound statement about bicycle touring, life, and the cosmos.
I drew a blank every time. The creative juices have dried up. I was like Stephen King with writers block. I’d write a few words, and then hit the delete key. Maybe it’s not really that complex at all.
I like to ride my bike. I’d ride my bike every day, all day, if I could.
I could, and I did.
That is basically it on the profound thoughts and insights.
For those who are interested, here is his journal.
I have my first multi-day bicycle tour planned for this fall and am terribly excited. If this tour goes only slightly better than horrible, I’ll be restlessly scheming how to step off the corporate merry-go-round for a few weeks until I can have my own cross country cycling adventure.