Part I:
Ventura, CA to High Island, TX
April-June 1996
Introduction & Links
1:
New Bikes!
2:
Anticipation
3:
Leaving All
4:
Fear, Courage and Foolishness
5:
First Pass, First Desert
6:
Drivers
7:
Sun, Hills and Wind
8:
In the Morning
9:
Trying to Get Out of California
10: People Never Cease to Amaze
11: In the Afternoon
12: Attitude
13: Real Mountains
14: Harleys
15: A Tale of Two Cities
16: Life After Globe
17: Chateaubriand for Two
18: 2 Down, 5 To Go
19: We're Back!
20: A Hilltop Experience
21: Refiner's Fire
22: Beyond Balmorhea
23: Mid-Course Corrections
24: Out of the Desert
25: Flat and Wet
26: We Declare Victory
27: Reflections
Part II:
Houston, TX to St. Augustine, FL
March-April 1998
28: Anticipation--Again!
29: First Day
30: High Island...Again
31: Roads and Bridges
32: Acadiana!
33: Across the Father of all Waters
34: BicycleLand
35: Event-Filled Sunday
36: Dauphin Island, Alabama
37: Louisiana & West Texas Culture
38: Reality Checks
39: Body, Mind & Soul
40: My Dad
41: It is Finished!
42: Awards
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| Cross Country Ramble 6:
Drivers Sent: 04/08/96
In the week or so Ken and I have been traveling we have begun to
categorize the drivers who pass by us.
- Barrel Drivers: They drive vehicles you can hear
from miles away barreling up the highway. They rarely move at all
to the right when they pass by us. I think about what I might do
if I had a "piece".
- Pass Right: These drivers are encountered on busy
streets with lots of stores or mini malls along the way. They
quickly pass by us and then make an immediate right turn in front
of us. We put the brakes on to avoid hitting them. We wish we were
in a tank and could proceed forward without doing any damage to
us.
- Careful Driver: This driver is almost invariably
an older driver who is obviously driving very carefully past us so
as not to hit us. Unfortunately, he or she is only about 6 inches
away from us and is going along only slightly faster than we. This
continues our nervous anxiety much longer than the barrel driver.
- Honkers: There is no stereotypical honker. It can
be a truck, a four-by-four or a sedate sedan. They come from
behind, honking wildly, usually about six feet before they are
going to pass us. This startling sound lifts us off our seats as
the car goes flying by. Sometimes the driver is glaring and
sometimes waving hello. We have a wave of our own we would like to
give.
- Yahoo: These drivers are typically young men with
three or four friends in an old beat-up pick-up or sedan. As they
pass they yell "yahoo" or its equivalent enthusiastic sound. We're
not sure if this is a friendly greeting or an obscenity. If they
have moved way over from us, we count it as youthful enthusiasm.
- Favorites: These are the drivers who pull way
over into another lane when they pass us by. We wish there were
more of them.
Carol
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