Finally get internet access again in Beaver Creek, so I wanted to give yall a little update on how things have been going.

We all made it thru the infamous Sierra sag from Burns Lake, which is not quite where we were expecting it to happen. T4K Sierras usually sag from Smithers into Whitehorse, where we meet up w/ our long lost Rockies comrades, but due to forest fires in the area we had to change plans. This meant that we had to sag from Burns Lake back down to Prince George and take Hwy 97 into Whitehorse. This means we had to ride, 25 of us, in the vans for 25 hours. Yeesh... We may or may not have slept on the ride of the highway next to a gas pump to claim gas for the vans while the pump was closed.

Anyway, we've been back on the road w/ the Rockies since Whitehorse, and its been so much better than we'd imagined it could ever be. I feel so privilaged to be on the 2010 route, because we all knew each other so well before the ride started. Our routes seemed to integrate back together almost seamlessly, and we have so many good stories to share w/ each other.

Today, August 7th, is an important day for me. While in San Francisco, we had the wonderful opportunity of meeting Paul and Rene McGillicudy, who have made a lasting impression on my life that I can't quite describe in a blog itself. If you two are reading this, thank you so much for being such great people.

Every morning, we dedicate our rides to people we have met that have stories that have impacted us, for people that have suffered under the damned "C", or people that fight courageously in the fight against it. After this dedication, we do our Hakka. I'll have videos of this up when we get to Anchorage, because it will be our most powerful one yet.

I got to lead our hakka this morning, and I wanted to jot down what I said before leading our war cry.

"64 days ago, we left for a journey that will forever shape the rest of our lives. An indivisible 53, capable of all else.

34 days ago, we Sierras crossed over the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco to begin our soujourn on the coast.

When I think of all we've seen on this ride, I remember our hosts and all those we know who have suffered. I want you to close your eyes and remember those you ride for. For everyone who has cried because of cancer, for everyone who has looked death in the face, and most importantly, for everyone who refuses, in the face of all adversity, to stand idly by and let this damned disease take another life.

I ride today, August 7th, for survival. I ride for Paul and Rene McGillicudy for being friends in the forest. I ride for embracing life, taking opportunities, and living every day. Cherish these last days, and let them fill you with ambition to bring more laughter to the world.

Ooh, allez allez

Allez ah tikki tonga

Masu masu walla

Ooh alluez alluez alluah."

Ride hard, ride strong, kill cancer.