It's night now and the feeling has yet to leave me. If anything, it has increased. Thousands upon thousands of stars are in the sky and even here at the campsite I can hear the ocean falling upon the shore. Today has been one of the best days of my life. It all started last night about one in the morning. Chip, Tim, Dennis, Nancy Dorn, Alison Burkholder and I were sleeping in one tent. The woods were peaceful and calm, with only the pattering of rain upon the outside of the tent breaking the silence. Suddenly, out of the darkness, a cry pierces the silence. "Suck! My bag's outside!" Dennis then proceeds to go outside and grab his (and mine, thank goodness) and moved it to the bathroom. Then he came back in and realized that his bike bag was unzipped. So he went back outside and zipped it up. Then he came back and realized his journal was outside. He went out and looked for it and came back - unable to find it! It was seriously amusing.
We woke up in the morning and a lot of our stuff was wet, which wasn't too pleasant. Then after a wonderful breakfast (the food on this trip has been exquisite. Every meal is wonderful!), we took off on our ride. The first thing we saw were four small deer right along the side of the road. Our first activity was the climb out of the camp. Unfortunately, it didn't go very smoothly. Scott ended up falling along the side of the road, breaking a spoke and flattening his tire. So we got a slow start. But I used the time to find Michell's ZIP and buy twenty 15 cent stamps (for actually 15 cents each!) But eventually we made it to the top of the two mile climb.
The whole ride today was great. We had some incredible downhills and (surprise surprise) more wonderful landscape. We saw the California Grey Whales off the coast and saw lots of spouts and then a few tails! We even saw some sea lions. Well, not exactly. We thought we saw sea lions, but when we got closer (and after a five-minute stop), we discovered it was just kelp. It was a riot.
Out group is so much fun to be in. We must be the loudest group and I know we take the most pictures (like of Ed going over a cliff). We sing and yell "Car Back!" and are constantly talking. Most groups are spread out over the road, but our group is always together. I think that's what make it so special. We spend time together off the bikes and I'm getting to know everyone in my group a LOT better.
Well, I've written a lot today and I need to go to bed. But first I'm going to lie outside and stare at the stars. Another perfect day. Ɔ
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T-I am enjoying your reveries! It's so interesting to hear how your voice has changed, and certainly, how your voice is the same. What does it mean to read these entries again? To record them anew? I'd be curious to hear what the Thurman Now says in response to the Thurman Then. ...What else did you love about that time in your life? Why is it more special to you right now than the present?
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