The most beautiful days on the tour also coincide with the weakest cell phone service. So, we actually never got to talk to Dave much on Monday, as the group rode 40 miles down the gorgeous California Coast to Big Sur – which has to be one of the most beautiful places on earth.
When I finally got some messages rolling in from Dave – he responded to my previous evening’s chastising… “Hey, honey… I know you are having fun. But you’ve got to give me something to work with here…” by creating a journal. And I use the term lightly. Let’s call it a man-journal. Because a journal, as I have experienced it – comes with lots of words, and an outpouring of one’s innermost thoughts. That is my woman’s definition. My engineer husband has a different concept.
So, here – I present to you -
A Journal of Days 3 and 4. By Dave Ryan.
Awake 4 back in tent after toothbrush and now enjoying some of last nights coffee.
Listening to the “roosters of the sea” sea lions barking in the bay. I made that up.
Last night had a cup of chowder at Coopers restaurant and pub on cannery row while we watched Broncos beat Phillies. Dan, Steve and Matteo. Then headed to sly mcflys for a couple more beverages and football. Then got back for dinner… Beer from local AF. Had 4 chicken breast and lots o salad.
Something just snuck past my tent and tipped over my coffee.. going to get more and find culprit.
Going down to plug into the octopus of charger station and get more coffee.
(So, obviously, this particular photo was not taken at 4:30am… but you get the idea!)
Sky is beautiful.
Sky is beautiful. Obriens belt is clear as a bell. No fog or overcast at all. Shorts and flip flops are fine.
Thought always…claim open area for tent. When people set their tents nearby you don’t feel guilty about waking up early.
Culprit was a raccoon. Forgot my headlamp. Someone’s phone is ringing…right now. Oops!
Couple people up and some tent flashlights. Still pretty quiet.
Steves up his tent down having Bfast. Dan at Bfast Matteo still quiet? I’m ready to roll at anytime. Would like to see Matteo first.
Livia is the honoree. Bfast was sausage, potatoes an hard boiled egg.
Camp PP moves onto Big Sur.
Just stopped for pics
Stop 17 mile drive
Lone cypress how many pics can we get.
Lone cypress with team pp
Pebble Beach club house
Stopped in Carmel for cash and soap…long story.
Shared mission carmel with bob Johnson.
Everyone split after Carmel.
Rocky point w Bob e dissidents James
Bixby bridge w Bob
Hurricane pt forgot about that asccent
River inn. By myself so far?
A pounder in honor the Pughs at river inn. (note from wife…. The Pughs are another JA family from Kansas. Their daughter Hannah is a great friend of Caitlin’s – and the whole family is like family to us. Can’t wait to see them at conference again in 2014!)
Also in honor of our pirate!
Friends helped consolidate my luggage where there was none… In the poison oak. Thx for the help.
Chilling at Big Sur
Out of the shower. Waiting for the others to return from River Inn.
Had a great discussion w Matteo Dan Dave? and Bob about treatments cures and philosophy regarding JRA.
Dinner was salmon, rice and chicken at big Sur lodge. Mmm. Watched Monday Night Football
Ride with Dr Jack
Rode w Jack before River Inn… He can put down some road. Avg 18 mph easy!
Day 4… the Saga Continues…
Beautiful morning at Big Sur. No moon and stars are bright and plenty.
Big Sur morning.
People beginning to stir another shorts and flip flop morning.
Slept great to the white noise of the creek and sound of crickets and frogs.
Topped first out of big Sur.
Just out of first rest stop. 16 mi in 68 mi day. Up next twin B’s. SeE you at ragged pt
Dan Steve matteo stopped at elephant seals
Camp set up ready for showers. We’re all here and Jack steady and sure wins the day
430 wine tasting I’m responsible for smores fire?
End of Journal
At the end of day 4, my dearest managed to find a hill with some cell signal and give us a call. The kids were so glad to talk to him. Our home is “unstable” when any one of us is gone for any length of time. It’s hard to describe – and is much more than the fact that I had to take the trashcans to the curb and have been the solo director of all things kid related. But our whole vibe is askew when one of us is gone – and my youngest especially is prone to sudden shut down. Today at pre-school, he spilled milk on his pants. When the teacher suggested he change into dry shorts – it was total disintegration into a puddle of nonverbal goo. It did him good to talk to Dad… and everybody is in much better spirits!
My mission moment today is a little Yin-Yang. I read not one, but TWO notifications today of children that have lost their battle with juvenile arthritis. One boy, one girl. Both around the age of 10. Both with the same type of arthritis Caitlin has (systemic). Both gone from this world from complications that were a direct result of this disease. I can’t imagine the pain of that loss… and I can’t help but be a little angry that we didn’t do enough, soon enough to save them.
Not only did I spend a great deal of time trying to send healing thoughts to those families – but I was mentally trying to infuse my gratitude into the riders today. They ride all day – and are not allowed to have earphones (for safety). So unless they have a bike mounted radio – they ride with only the wind and their thoughts rattling around under the helmet. It’s hard to comprehend what you would think about all day long. I was trying to employ some mystical telepathic power- and just for a moment, jump into their heads to tell them not to stop riding, not to stop telling people, not to stop asking for money. They can’t stop because we need a cure.
As usual when I have these downward revelations, I try to reverse with something positive for balance. So, I offer this young JA Warrior. Jake, from UK, is likely one of the world’s youngest black belts. He is only 5 years old and 3 feet tall! But there is nothing young or small about his courage and will….
Today, may the spirit of young warriors be in our hearts and fuel our actions!