"Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race."- H.G. Wells
Yesterday 1200 (mostly, there were some kids) adults rode our bikes from Haines Junction in the Yukon Territory down to Haines in the wind and rain and almost snow up in the pass, and had a great time. Even more impressive, over 300 volunteers stood out in the freezing wet to make sure we had checkpoints to ride through. Riding in a speeding freight train of a peloton steaming into the wind, I had the same feeling I had the first time I pedaled to school by myself-- it was thrilling and a little scary and I wanted to shout, "Hey Mom, look at me go!" When I'm riding my bike I'm fifty-two going on five. What I like most about my bicycle is that each time I get on it, I flash back to those childhood feelings of freedom and wonder. There's that, and when you start each day on a bicycle, it seems like your whole life is ahead of you on that open road, and the best part, is that all you have to do is pedal and you'll get somewhere.