A year ago we were assembling at Tybee Island. As strangers we shared nervous introductory small talk. Most of us hadn't ever done anything like this, but there were a few veterans, partial and full way riders from previous FCBAdventures. They were the cool kids. Wide eyed, we newbies listened intently to these veterans as they shared advice and experience, and we had safety briefings, and "team-building" activities. I think back to my first impressions of those strangers, then, who are my family, now.
I look at today's picture of some of the riders and see family I know, and those I look forward to knowing. I wish I was in Atlantic City with you today, but I'll be watching and praying from here. Three weeks from now, after you have all become very well acquainted I will be the stranger amongst you, but I know I will feel at home. Before long we'll form a bond that will take us to Oregon, and life beyond.
My best adventures are ill prepared for. This one should be a doozy. I haven't ridden since mid-April. My bicycle is still in pieces, frame finally stripped of paint, just today. I'll paint it tomorrow, and assemble it- I don't know when. Not next weekend, for an urgent family matter is taking me to Oklahoma. I'm feeling especially anxious now. My bike, my physical condition, my fundraising- not where they should be. I should be there, with you now. God speed, Adventures.
Oyee!
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