Carol & Ken Lyon's Cross-Country Ramblings

The written-as-it-happened reflections of a couple of middle-age non-athletes as they travel across America on their recumbent bicycles.
 

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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 30: High Island...Again.

Date: 3/8/98 11:32:54 AM Eastern Standard Time

We've had 3 great biking days, each of whose weather we'd have given a very precious body part to have had for most any day of the first half of our trip. Day 1 out of Houston was 70's, windy (most times in our face), threatening thunderstorms all day, and basically gray. Day 2 was 80, mixed clouds & sun. Day 3 was 70's, pervasive moistness varying from thick fog to thin rain (we needed wipers on our glasses), and gray. Like I said, three great days in a row. Interpretation is all.

We revisited the very spot on the beach where we declared victory two years ago, and sprinkled Gulf water over each other and our bikes. We prayed a blessing for our new beginning. I can't really explain why this was so meaningful to us, but it was just the same. Sometimes interpretation fails. Some events simply are what they are.

We got into the motel in Pine Island (pop about 100) just before the clouds dumped massive rain, and felt thankful. Pine Island's amenities aren't great, but we're dry. The weather report predicted big rain for today and my Achilles tendons are bothering me a bit, so we decided to stay over a day. The healthful diet we had pledged ourselves is down the tubes. We've fed ourselves exclusively out of the town food source, a gas station & convenience store. For me, it's been coke and tortilla chips with bean dip or peanut butter with a little milk & banana thrown in, morning, noon and night. I'm looking forward to the first greasy spoon we see up the road tomorrow. Perspective counts.

We're moved by your messages expressing pleasure at the resumption of the Rambles and encouragement for us on our way. The ongoing dialogue with friends has become a good part of what this journey is about for us.

We're still riding our recumbents (referred to by some as a lawn chair on wheels) and are more than ever convinced that this is the only way to tour by bicycle. For us, it starts with what we don't get--neck pain and butt pain, and ends with what we do get--a heads-up view of the country we came out to see. The people we meet ask pretty much the same questions about our 'bents, and we continue to answer them: They were made by Linear and Lightning Cycle Dynamics, two out of twenty or more very small manufacturers that devote themselves to recumbents. They cost a little over $1000 each (due mostly to the lack of economies of scale). They were easy to learn to ride--easier than learning to ride our first bikes.

I've made some adjustments which I hope will help avoid the knee pain that stopped us here last time. I've moved my seat back so my knees bend less. I'm using clipless pedals (Speedplay Frogs) which allow lateral rotation and thus stress my knees less. Finally, the part of the country we're in now allows us a route which is devoid of hills and has enough enough places to stay that we won't have to bike further or faster than we want to on any given day. Obviously that doesn't guarantee anything, but it makes me feel like I've at least paid a little attention to what my body is trying to tell me.

Ken

Itinerary (days from Ventura, CA, in ( )'s)

  • Restart: Houston, TX
  • Day 1 (60): Alvin, TX
  • Day 2 (61): Galveston, TX
  • Day 3-4 (62-63): High Island, TX

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