Yesterday we settled into the campsite. Today, I rode my bike and saw some sights outside the campground. I also got to meet and visit with people also riding.
7/13/23 Arcadia
After a few wonderful days with my sister and brother-in-law we packed up and headed to Maine. We set up camp and began getting ready for the next nine day riding and exploring the area.
We are settled in so we brought the dogs on a hike to the ocean.
Back at the camp we ate a light meal and sat in the screen tent to fade into the night.
Danville, VT
Today is the beginning of another tour. We load the camper and car with our gear and head north to Danville, Vermont to spend a few days with my sister and brother-in-law. It is pouring rain as we pack. This, so far, has been the summer and the forecast looks like we will endure the same for at least another week. My sister Debby and Lyn will join us at our next stop in Arcadia.
Birthday Tour
Over the winter I brought my bike back to to new condition replacing worn components. I have also been busy moving gear around to make the panniers more efficient. Today I took a test ride, the weather bringing perfect. The strong wind allowed testing into headwind, tailwind, and crosswind. The bike handles well and the weight load is stable. Next week I will be on a five day tour with my friend CK.
Living in the moment
The advice we are so often given is to live in the present. This is where it is happening, the past has gone by. In reality what we perceive to be the present is really the past. While we are conscious enjoying our existence we see, hear, and feel. During this process our brains collect this stimuli and we sense our surroundings. By the time we are aware of the moment, this moment has moved into the past.
Thoughts on a bike
Quantum Physics suggests that everything is happening at the same moment. We are being born, living, and dead all at once. It is the particles of time that separates the moment. Is time slicing our existence into segments the way cels in a movie give animation?
Bike thoughts
If we as humans could not see, feel, or hear the universe would only be partials. In this universe particles cannot be created or destroyed. We are made entirely of patricles, all particles have been around since the existence of this universe. Our make up is as old as the universe.
Now going one step farther, the partials of this universe creates waves as they move. We see these waves as light and hear these waves as sound. We also feel these waves and this is how we know the universe. The universe as we know has been created within our collective minds.
Life lessons
The splatter doesn’t matter if it isn’t on your platter.
Home, the end…?
We wake up and open the camper to walk outside. It is cold as we walk to the house. Eric is cooking breakfast, egg and French toast. We visit and relax after the morning meal.
I get myself and the bike ready to roll out the last 26 miles of our 8,159 mile 7 month tour.
Riding out the last mile was a double edged sword. I left for this tour with Nancy in a snow storm. We stopped at the Cummington Creamery for lunch and their oatmeal raisin cookies on March 26. Almost 7 months later the tour is over and I stop at the Creamery for an oatmeal raisin cookie.
As I eat the cookie I reflect. I really do not want the tour to end. Rationally, I know it’s time. The weather is turning towards winter. I can now settle in and enjoy the achievement. At 70 I left Delaware with my dear friend CK to bicycle down the coast to the Chesapeake Bay. From Yorktown, VA I rode the TransAm bicycle route across the country to Astoria, OR. Nancy and I then spent five days in Washington Park in Anacortes,WA. before cycling east on the Northern Tier Route to Buffalo, NY. I then rode the Erie Canal Trail to Waterford,NY. I crossed the Hudson River to ride familiar country roads to Massachusetts and back home in Ashfield.
Dalton, MA.
I let it warm up a bit before riding.
I have 73 miles to get home late in the day and finish the tour. Or, I have 47 miles to Dalton, visit with friends and finish a day later.
Stopped in Dalton for the night. Tomorrow will be a short ride home.