Escape
6/1 '15
So I did this today. And then rode twelve miles home via Lindbergh Boulevard, for a total of 26 miles.
I didn't realize I'd covered so much ground until I recognized buildings on the outskirts of the airport.
The Heinz Wildlife Refuge (aka the Tinicum Wildlife Refuge) has many miles of hard-packed gravel trails in decent condition for cycling, even with cheap-hybrid-bike tires.
I was trying to follow the East Coast Greenway. There's lots of signage for it now, but you still get dropped off the face of the earth sometimes. I kept finding it though.
I want to pedal to my mom's house in Connecticut in the worst way. It's smack on the Greenway.
I don't have to take off work! I can just get up at 6am, pedal until it's too hot, and hide out in an AirBnB somewhere! We all need practice with remote working anyway. That's totally practical right? Hey it actually might be.
And I made it, but when I got up the next morning and tried to bike back, I completely fell apart, so I called you and Gwost from Lancaster to see if he could borrow his parents' car to come pick me up.
When you arrived, I had made it about another 10 miles from where I called you and as soon as I saw you coming I just kinda fell over. Things get a little hazy from there. I remember somehow getting into the vehicle. And one of you packing up my bike. And then you handed me a cold gallon jug of apple juice and said "I thought you might need this" and I drank the entire thing. I don't remember getting back to Newark or doing anything else for the rest of the day.
Anyway - if you need a pit crew for any sort of major long distance bicycling, don't hesitate to call on me.
I owe you a big one.