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Proud to be Americans

From Kevin’s blog:

Champaign, IL

After the Red Carpet treatment that we received in Bloomington in was time to get back on the road. We have to say thanks to everyone who took time out of their schedules to make our stay an amazing 4th of July experience.

Today was a 51 mile day into Champaign and its apparent that the weather’s getting warmer. Fortunately, the day ended in a well shaded park and then everyone beat feet to the hotel. We had an extremely nice reception outside the hotel with live music.  Of special interest today was meeting Arthur Leenerman at one of the water stops.  Arthur is a survivor of the USS Indianapolis, so it was an honor.

Tomorrow, we depart Illinois for Indiana. We can count down one more state on our trek.

Patton pose!

If you haven’t checked out Kevin Sullivan’s blog, you should. It’s packed with great photos like this one – Marc Esposito and Kevin, wearing old Army helmets in front of a restored 1950s era Jeep. (Canton, IL – July 3)

2 July

Hello All,

Thanks for all the great posts. I have not been good about updating this blog (hmm, this is my first posting), but I will make an effort to get some material down here for the next few weeks.

Thanks to everyone who has come out to see us as we pass through. Meeting the people that make this country great has really made this ride the amazing experience that it is. The people of this nation have rolled out the welcome mats and made us all feel welcome, whether we were there for a lunch, a water stop, or an overnight stay.

I thank you all.

Today’s ride was 85 miles from Ft Madison to Canton, Illinois. Once again, we met great Americans along the way.

Tomorrow we head off from Canton to Pekin on which will be our shortest riding day of the trip (26 miles). Then on the 4th, we are into Bloomington for all the 4th of July events.

Keep praying for us and we look forward to meeting more of you as we head east.

Van

Lincoln, NE

After a long, warm week in the not so flat flatlands of Nebraska, we were all pretty excited about a rest day in Lincoln. A warm welcome from the community, including state senators, a proclamation from the mayor, a tour of Memorial stadium, and a Saltdogs baseball game, made possible with the great support of the kind people of State Farm, were very appreciated. Five weeks in and four to go, this ride has continued to be a very memorable experience. The motivation and determination that is being shared and spread is inspiring to be a part of.

83 miles to Shenandoah, Iowa tomorrow, our 6th state of the ride. Where does the time go? As the days and miles behind us add up, friendships built and growing, it is crazy to think we’re more than halfway and steadily closing in on the Atlantic.

I can never thank everyone enough; all the smiles and cheers in every city and town are so heart-warming and keep the spirits flying high. From amusing to sarcastic, to emotional, every moment of this ride is just a fantastic experience in seeing America for what it is. To be out in the open wind, even if it’s blowing in my face for 10 hours every day, really gives me a chance to see the diversity and realness of what it means to be American, and I am thankful to every single person who has made it possible for me to experience life and freedom in this absolutely amazing way.

Photo: Fly-by visitor

From Kevin Sullivan’s blog, “We had a visitor on our ride today!!!

Who knew State Farm had biker schwag?

New State Farm gear!

That’s Marc and Chad showing off a gift from one of the many State Farm agents they’ve met along the route.

Monarch Pass

I have been away from the blog for a little while now.

We have had some tough days. Like the 110 mile day up hill where I fell over because I couldn’t stand after getting off my bike.

Today we had a major mile stone. We crossed the Continental Divide. From now on the majority of the ride will be down hill! We will just ignore the mountains on the east coast.

What a day!!

What a day! Ha ha – it was worth saying twice. Since we all defied hills all week, they decided to allow us an opportunity to go above and beyond. Cold rain and a headwind kept us company through the morning as we climbed out of Utah and into Colorado. Thanks to the kind people of La Sal for some warm food for lunch and some coffee and hot chocolate to keep the spirits up. The group is really coming together pretty well and we are just tearing these states up. Thanks again for all the support and cheers and donations. This is continuing to be a very remarkable experience.

Fallon

Another beautiful day in Nevada. I was pretty happy to get out of those hills and into the sunshine.

We had amazing support the last two days from the people of Nevada, including some hospitality from the governor and Fallon’s mayor, a highway patrol escort, and dinner at the American Legion.

Early morning tomorrow to kick off our first century ride day, with 110 miles on what they call the “loneliest highway in the world” to keep us company for a while.

Thank you to all who support us on this journey; the smiles, honks, waves, cheers, and the emails and comments are pleasant reminders of the type of people this country consists of that caused us to do the things that we have done and still do. It is a real honor to be a part of this ride.

From Tahoe

It’s been a week since I left home to meet up with this group of strangers to embark on this adventure across America. Even in this short time, it has been nice to see the developing relationships between the riders and supporters that has begun to turn us into a team.

Through the towns and cities, and across the fields and hills of California, the visual diversity and community support have been remarkable, leaving me with growing excitement for the upcoming weeks and miles. From school children, business owners, and local residents, to law enforcement officers, politicians, and veterans, the waves, smiles and cheers have been heart warming and the cause of many smiles.

Most have enjoyed our two-day rest stop in Tahoe, which allowed time to clean some clothes, make some adjustments on our bikes, and even squeak in a little snowy swim in the lake at four in the morning for a few of us. Looking out the window at the snow falling, there is some apprehension in the air about tomorrow’s ride, but between the amazing World Team staff and State Farm support crew, I’m sure things will work out just fine.

Day 4

Today was our major climb day. It was a real challenge for most of the riders to make it up the 7,000-foot climb. Due to the weather we had to pick all the riders up off the road and move to Tahoe. If not we would have been stuck in Kirkwood with a foot of snow for the next few days.

Dear Sponsors

 

Here’s a first report on the Sea to Shining Sea

May 22-San Francisco to Napa

A necessarily short report on a long first day off the Sea to Shining Sea ride.

The ride group of 18 wounded warriors, able bodied riders from State Farm, our major sponsor and from S2SS arose at 4:30 AM to meet a 5AM baggage call at the hotel. We The next hour was taken up with arranging bikes and equipment before we set off for breakfast at a parking lot next to the Golden Gate Bridge. After scrounging a variety of riders’ breakfast food groups–granola bars, bread, various fruits, energy drinks,etc. , we were treated to a marvelous a capella rendition of the National Anthem by an Army Sgt., followed by a send off prayer by our riding army Chaplain, and a bit after 7AM we were off.

The weather was absolutely perfect–not a cloud in the sky, but rather ominously as it turned out, a heavy westerly wind. So while the ride across the bridge was spectacular, certainly one of the great sights anywhere in America, we were already battling a wind that would in the end plague us throughout the day.

As he had promised us at the farewell dinner the night before at the Presidio, Robin Williams joined the riders at the first water stop across the bridge, in Sausalito. He was full of the wise cracks and instant repartee for which he is famous and proved to be an experienced, courteous and engaging riding partner. (I learned only later from one of our experienced riders that the bike he was on sells for c. $50,000. On the other hand the most important part of a bike is the engine….)

We came across our first hills after Sausalito, minor ones compared to what we will face later in the ride, but enough to begin to challenge some of the riders, especially those who have not been able to train on hills. So began the second story of the day–large and growing gaps between riding groups. While this is understandable, and even preferable from a safety point of view, if the gaps get too big, the problem of monitoring all the riders becomes very difficult–at the same time that it becomes more important.

Williams left us it the next water stop, in Fairfax, which was at about our 20 mile point, reached at 10AM. He noted, as he headed off for a good cup of espresso, that the previous hills we had ridden were “nothing” compared to the one we would hit just north of Fairfax, and cheerfully added that that was why he was leaving us at this point.

I was delighted to find one of my sponsors, Thom Weisel, with his Saturday ride partners at our stop in Fairfax. Thanks Thom for your great support!

Williams was right. We heading up several long hills over the next 16 miles through beautiful farm country, on little traveled roads–but into a severe head wind that made even simply hills feel like mountains. I spent most of this portion “screening” one of the vets who rides a handbike. These are very low to the ground and thus difficult for cars to see should they come upon them suddenly, as can often happen on these winding hill roads. In this case, Seth is an excellent rider, but did not have a flag attached to the back of his bike, which is the usual way to signal a hand bike’s presence to drivers. To the safety measure consists of having an upright biker ride directly behind the hand bike on the assumption that drivers will at least see the upright bike. But it makes for enervating hill climbing, at a slow speed, staying close to the hand bike without hitting it.

Seth and I were both happy to arrive at the Marin County Fire Dept, our lunch stop, mile 36, at 12:15. Lunch there was provided by the wives of men and women from the area whose children are currently serving in the US military. One of them had a son flying Apache helicopters in Afghanistan and had read on the S2SS web page that one of our disabled vets, Stuart, had received his injury while flying an Apache there. She anxiously sought Stuart out, told him about her son and asked me to take a picture of the two of them that she immediately posted to her son.

I should say that at all of our stops today, and at the farewell dinner last night, riders had men and women come up to them over and over, not just to thank them for their service, but to add that they,too, had served or had children serving in the military. And I have been moved to find that a number of the disabled vets served in Iraq at the same time I did.

From the lunch stop on, the winds were brutal. Finally at about the 50 mile point, we reached the stunning Napa valley. The light by now was dramatic, as the sun was sinking to the west behind a curtain of rather ominous thunderclouds. The ride group was now becoming very spread out, as several bikers had the usual mechanical problems–flat tires, broken cables,etc, and as the hills and wind began to take their toll. The challenge now was to try to keep the group more or less together because we were due to arrive at the Yountville VA facility for a community sponsored barbeque at 4PM.

Well by 4PM , on a small group of riders had reached the last water stop, at the Sonoma fire station–still some 24 miles from the finish. it was clear that the good people of Yountville were in for a long wait.

After considerable communications up and down the line, the WTS CEO Jeff Messner decided to gather up the lagging riders and take them by van to our hotel in Napa, just short of the VA where all riders would “circle up” to ride into the facility, beaten but unbowed, together. God had other ideas because as we entered the town of Napa, a violent and frigid rain storm burst on us. At that point it was every one for themselves. We were all so cold that no one had any thought of waiting for the others. I was feeling fine physically (we were at the 75 mile point when the storm broke) but was very cold despite two extra layers of clothing and a rain jacket.

At this stage, after a long ride, your body is simply depleted of energy, your body is telling you to get warm again and is beginning to pull blood from your extremities to the core to preserve you vitals. There is a real danger if it goes on too long of hypothermia. So we all scrambled in a rather effective display of ride indiscipline to get to the hotel ASAP. There we were met by hotel and S2SS staff with large towels, told to rack our bikes, mount up into the vans as we were for a ride to the VA facility. By now it was almost 7 PM and we had been riding for 12 hours. (Note my actual “riding time” was about 6 hrs 45 mins, the rest of the time being consumed by waits at various rest stops while we reassembled the group. Clearly we will need a better plan going forward).

The folks at the VA were very understanding, gave everyone a warm ovation, fed us many necessary carbohydrates and accepted our apologies and thanks. We got back to our hotel at about 9PM, cold but inwardly exhilarated that the ride has begun and that despite some difficult conditions, we had made it through the first day of what promises to be a great trip.

Thank you all again for your support for this wonderful cause.

 

Day 1

San Fransisco to Napa. It was an amazing 1st day. I have ridden farther and harder, but I have never been in the saddle this long.

I am grateful to all those that came out to support us, especially to those that fed us. Without them I couldn’t have ridden for more than an hour. 8 hours on a bike today and the whole trip was 12 hours…WOW!

Wheel dipping

What a great day! It is amazing that this is happening! Not only is ride itself something to be marveled at, but I am truly lucky to be in the company of heroes.

Thank you all for making this happen.

Exploring SF

Here is my ride around SF. You can see where I turned around because I forgot my helmet. This is also my 1st ride on my Bruce Gordon.

Arrival

We all arrived safely in San Francisco last night. I attempted to ride up one of the monster hills here in the city unsuccessfully. After making it 3/4ths of the way up my wheel began to spin out and I tumbled back.