Day 18 Mt. Evans Challenge Elevation: 14,130ft Miles: 27 Miles up and 27 miles down “What doesn’t kill me will only make me stronger” Every year depending on weather conditions a select few of the Rockies Riders are chosen to embark on the highest paved road in the United States. The Mt. Evans Challenge. A […]
The rest of the day in Lamar was great. We did some errands like going to the grocery store for shampoo, body wash etc. Everyone was really good about buying only the necessities, except me. (sorry dad) but you know I am a shopper, and I havent been let loose in a store for a […]
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Tonight marks the end of day 17. We are currently spending the night in Central Christian Church in Denver, Colorado. I’m up late organizing pictures and video footage to send back home for our Tribute Gala video (thank you, Jose!). It’s hard keeping family and friends updated on life on the road when days are […]
Day 17 Miles: 78 If there is anything I can take out from today, its cycling on freeways suck haha. Wakeup time 545AM we headed out to Denver expecting some hills and nice downhills. It was overall a smooth ride. Lush green valleys going all over Colorado..The down side..the roads..Really narrow and you gotta be […]
Day 16 Pueblo to Colorado Springs Miles: 62 Wakeup time. 545am. My body has sort of automatically adjusted to the time now. You get up and in the process of 20 minutes you need to be dressed with your jersey, use the restroom, pack your sleeping bags and belongings and ve ready for breakfast. It’s […]
March 25th, May 8th, the third Sunday of June, and December 21st on the lunar calendar. My father passed away on March 25th after his 15-month struggle with lymphoma; May 8th is Parent’s Day in Korea; December 21st on the lunar calendar is my father’s birthday; today, June 17th, was my first Father’s Day without […]
Day 15 Miles: 124 I am the hounded slave. . . . I wince at the bite of the dogs, Hell and despair are upon me . . . . crack and again crack the marksmen, I clutch the rails of the fence . . . . my gore dribsthinned with the ooze of my […]
It’s been about a week since my last journal entry. So much has occurred since then that I am a little overwhelmed. Where do I even start? I guess it is impossible to mention everything. This week we cycled from Oklahoma, tipped into the Texas panhandle, back to Oklahoma, and finally into Colorado. That’ three […]
Day 12 We ate breakfast in Kanab at Parry’s, the old center of Little Hollywood in Utah. We paid half price, $3.26, and the eggs, pancakes, biscuits, gravy, sausage, cereal, OJ and hot coco were exactly what I wanted. The staff was extremely kind and the old white motel was stately and beautiful. From Parry’s, […]
