Here's a pasted copy of Bill's email. My apologies for lack of editing. I haven't figured out everything yet.
> Bill's Evacuation from Globe
In the mostly unlikely of events my brother, Michael, was ending a backpacking trip in the Grand Canyon at about the same time I was being assaulted by the motorist outside of Globe. The next morning he was in Tempe dropping some friends at the Phoenix airport when he heard of my accident. He and his wife, Bev, drove immediately to Globe and loaded my bike and equipment into their van for transport back home. At the same time I made an airline reservation for Saturday and asked my sister, Judy, to pick me up at the Cincinnati airport. On Saturday morning Michael and Bev drove me the 80 miles from Globe to the Phoenix Airport and I got back to Cincinnati in the evening. The trip on Saturday was totally exhausting and embarrassing. My bandaged arm started leaking blood in the airport so I went to the restroom and repacked the sling with roller bandages. I was afraid the TSA folks would not let me through security with all of that excess liquid in the bandages. My pants were covered in blood where I had been resting my arm. After I got on the plane I put a bunch of paper towels from the restroom on my lap under my arm. They were soaked in blood as well by the time I got to Cincy. I don't think the lady liked me sitting next to her on the plane. She was either upset by all of the damage to my body or didn't think someone covered in blood belonged in first class. People are afraid of bodily fluids. After I arrived back in Cincy I went straight to bed and slept for 14 hours.
About Us
- Karen, David & Bill
- Based in Northern Kentucky and Cincinnati, we three are longtime single cycle riders. After early retirement, Karen and David bought a jumbo-sized Cannondale tandem. It's white (very), trimmed in red. We call it the Pillsbury Doughboy. We were joined by Bill, an old friend, on his 14-year old single Cannondale and made the call that started this adventure. He's supposedly retired but continues to find real work when he chooses.We planned to pedal self-supported across the U.S. in Spring 2011 from San Diego CA to St. Augustine FL. In beginning this adventure we agreed philosophically with Jean-Jacques Rousseau: "The person who has lived the most is not the one with the most years but the one with the richest experiences."
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