5/1/10
Well I seem to be at a loss at how to wrap this all up.
Our ride into beautiful St. Augustine was amazing, emotional, unbelievable. We stopped at the fire station on the outskirts of town for a 3 police car and 1 motorcycle escort through the town and over the bridge to Anastasia State Park where our families and friends waited with cameras rolling, welcome signs, cheers and tears. Foo, Deb Clarkson, my brother Tom, John Gleeson, Patti Appel and my college friend Donna were at the beach. We dipped our tires and posed for pictures, had a picnic in the park, a farewell banquet that night and then 2 days of St. Augustine leisure and re entry into the world.
Truly I cannot summarize this trip and still haven’t grasped the significance of it. I just felt like I was on a long bike ride and I woke everyday to get back on my bike.
I do know THANKS are in order to so many: Foo for his total support of this crazy adventure and for staying home to dog sit and keep the household going (you did pay the bills right Foo?) To Deb C. for encouraging me that I could raise money for such good causes, to all of you who donated, to Eli’ s for the cheesecake surprises in the middle of nowhere, to Judy and Jolene for their visit in the middle of nowhere, to the Everetts for that serendipitous “meetup” in Scottsdale, to all of you blog readers ( it always made me feel connected to realize you were out there wondering how I was doing), to Kay my must enthusiastic blog commenter, to Margaret for the goofy postcards and delectable pastries, to Team Sweep (don't know how to begin to express my gratitude Katie and Patti), to Barney and Sheri for the amazing signs that marked our progress, and to all of you who wished me well and kept me in your prayers. It all meant so much to me. Thanks , be safe and always wear "that hat" when you ride!
