We have been home from our grand adventure for a little over a week. I have really missed the daily routine of posting an entry on this blog. Don't worry - I'm not going to continue with daily entries, boring you with the routines and the adventures of my retired life. But I did want to add a little more information about our bike trip.
As we talk to friends about the trip, here are some common questions (and answers) that come up.
Was there ever a time that you just did not want to get on your bike and ride? No! Neither of us ever felt that way. Each day was a new adventure, so we were always excited to get started. There were some days, however, that we were anxious to have the ride over with (such as the days with headwinds and high temperatures).
What was your favorite place to ride? We both liked Arizona and New Mexico because of the wide-open scenery, changing terrain, and beautiful weather. We also were surprised that New York was one of our favorites. The roads were smooth, the shoulders wide, and the scenery very pretty.
Would you ever do this again? That depends on what "this" is. Neither of us would choose to do the same trip again because, well, we've already done it! But we definitely will do more long-distance bike trips in other areas or other countries.
Didn't you get tired? No! We trained properly and learned how to recover each day, so every morning we had energy and were not tired or sore.
How much weight did you loose? Essentially none! But we feel very fit.
At the end of the trip, Peg wrote a poem that she read during our last group dinner, summing up the trip. Here it is.
What an adventure it’s been for 49 days
With 31 riders who said “I’ll pay”!
We trained and we trained, in circles it seemed
Until the tour began on the date that was deemed
So off to LA we all did go
And from that moment on nothing would be slow
Tracy told us the rules, and many there were
And most of us followed them to happy make her
Our first challenge was to learn many new names
But soon we were off, the guys and the dames
We encountered some hazards those very first days
What with highways and trucks and construction and haze
Through the desert we went where we tried to stay cool
Packing ice in our bras until they were full
There were wires that stuck in many of our tires
And they were counted and summed, statistically inspired
Just when we thought the desert would do us in,
We started to climb to the Mogollon Rim
To Prescott and Flagstaff, oh what a grind
Some out in front, others behind
For some this was hard, for others not bad
And the Colorado kids said “this is fun…don’t be sad!”
When finally the summit of our trip we had reached
We awoke one morning to rain and sleet!
But the group was not scared, nor did they whine
We’re not wimps. The sun soon will shine!
So onward we pedaled through the Southwestern states
Passing mesas and buttes and many ranch gates
Then into Texas, one of our least favorite spots
Due to the smells from the XIT feed lots
Oklahoma we covered in only a day
Chased by storms and tornados along the way
In Liberal, Dorothy’s house we did reach
We laughed at her tour and then at her speech
Now in Kansas, we saw corn everywhere
And a ferocious crosswind, that many did scare
Missouri gave some of us cardiac thrills
As we pedaled up over 148 hills
Illinois had straight roads, and much corn, if you will
And some of us started to count the road kill
Indiana was flat, to some it was home
To others, we remember the Velodrome
A spin ‘round the ‘drome was mighty fine
If you could just stay above that high blue line!
Ohio brought rough roads, more corn and soybeans
And we skirted big cities by circuitous means
For some, it was time to show we had guts
As we pedaled each day with increasing sore butts
Pennsylvania was nice, with its great Erie lake
And a welcome day off we all did take
Across New York, a beautiful land
Good roads, small villages and canals were at hand
While in New York, we suddenly knew
That our pedaling days were numbering few
But we still had one last day to climb
Up 6000 feet in Vermont we did grind
New Hampshire was ours for only one day
And with very steep hills our dues we did pay
And finally in the city of Boston we did say
Let’s dip our wheels in the Atlantic - hooray!
Through all of this wonderful, wonderful trip
We were supported with staff that was really hip
While Tracy kept track of each little detail
Margaret made menus, and laid out our SAG meals
Rick made sure our bikes were functioning well
While Zach hoisted our bags, always with a smile
Oh I think we’ll have memories and stories to share
And we’ll cherish what we learned and with whom we were there
So don’t say “goodbye”, just say “until then”
‘Til a reunion is planned and we’re together again.
In addition, we've added pictures of the riders and staff who were on our trip. We couldn't have asked for a better group!

Frank (a very strong rider who, after suffering a sprained knee, bike problems, a root canal, and extreme butt sores, had to leave the tour, but he never complained), and David (a real sensitive guy, was a joy to be with).

Tony (who taught us all things Italian, including the virtues of virgin olive oil), and Gill (better known as Roadkill Gill because of his quest for a racoon tail, and who made a video of the trip, complete with "man on the street" interviews).

Ray (a very tough guy who crashed and had several broken ribs, but kept going and finished the tour) and Tom (a relatively new rider who smiled all the way across the country).

Richard (who rode a Bike Friday, a folding bike with small wheels) and Fran (an ex-Navy Captain who was tough as nails while being very soft-spoken).

Tom (wore out his shoes and used duct tape and screws to hold them together until he could get new ones) and Ian (a bike racer from England - everyone wanted to draft behind him).

Jim (who has done many long-distance bike rides and tours) and Terry (who was always playing, being a kid, and laughing).

A sister and brother team, Kim (rode her named bike, Bubbles, and had the pinkest wardrobe in the group) and Scott (lives in Germany and used his scientific interest to catalog all flat tires in our tour).

Lisa (who had a large group of friends join us for two days of riding in Indiana), and Joanna (a very tough lady who had a very scary crash in which she was narrowly missed by a huge truck...she picked herself up, dusted off, and got back on the bike).

Our grandson and grandfather team Nick (at 25 he was our youngest rider, and one of the very fastest in the "fast pack") and Jerry (at 80 he is still fit, a very strong rider, and he often serenaded us with music from years gone by).

Carmen and John (who, coming from Florida, were had difficulty with some of the long climbs early in the trip, but they kept going and got stronger and stronger).

Husband and wife team Lynn (a very fast rider and ex-cardiac nurse - notice the hearts on her jersey), and Richard (a retired cardiac surgeon - notice the anatomy lesson on his jersey).

Cheris and Randy moved to Florida from Hawaii, and taught us the true Hawaiian spirit of Aloha.

Chums from Guatemala, Jac and Jose are both doctors of internal medicine. Jose has logged over 200,000 kilometers on his bike since 1983. That's 167,000 miles!

Richard (lives in Trinidad, and was a mountain biker who bought a road bike for this tour) and Dave (who joined us for the last half of the tour and will hopefully return for the first half next year).

Husband and wife team Mark and Tracy (we called them the tandem twins because they road a tandem and always had matching jerseys, joined us for the last 1/3 of the tour). Can you guess where they're from?

Husband and wife team Beth and Marty (with whom we spent many dinners and leisure hours) have been riding for many years and have done many long-distance "state" rides. Marty rides a recumbant. A young girl who saw Marty approaching exclaimed "Cool! He gets to lay down while he rides his bike!"

Harry, who is holding the 2,000 and 1,000 miles signs, has run the Boston Marathon 20 years in a row, and decided that bike riding would also be fun! What a strong guy!

Margaret was one of the staff members, providing us not only with two wonderful SAG meals each day, but with a smile and great advice on the road ahead.

Rick was our bike mechanic extraordinaire, and had the energy to ride all day as well!

Zach, another staffer who loaded our bags, drove the truck, provided enthusiastic cheering along the way, and delivered all of our bags to our rooms before our arrival each day (really!) was a delightful young man who had maturity well beyond his 19 years!

Tracy was our fearless leader, and the owner of CrossRoads Cycling Adventures. She runs an extremely efficient and well-planned tour, staffed with outstanding people. It looked to me like her job during tour was 24/7, and it was accomplished with a smile on her face. She's one outstanding lady!
OK, just a little more information for you. After looking at all of these pictures, I'm sure it has occured to you that this was not a group of spring chickens! Here's the stats:
Number of riders: 31 completing the entire tour
Average age: 57 years
Age span: 25-80
Number 60 years and over: 17
Number of women: 8
Number of men: 24
That's it. If you have any comments or questions, please make a note. We loved hearing from so many people that they followed our journal every day (or at least occasionally). Thanks for all of your support during our trip!