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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."

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Now for the Gratitude

In Marfa Friday-Saturday:
An Episcopalian minister and his wife, making the rounds of pastor-less churches to conduct Good Friday services, offering to tote us and our big bike to the next town when we were $$'ed out of El Cosmico.
The Dairy Queen worker who suggested Riato Inn as a reasonable place to stay.
The owners of the Riato Inn, Sitting outside with their four Harleys, who gave us a huge room to house us and the tandem
The hostess at Maiya's who fit us in even though there was a huge reserved dinner crowd
Maria, who made us her wonderful breakfast burritos and was willing to give them to us when she couldn't make change for a $50. And neither of us not speaking each other's language. (don't worry--we paid)
And then, Saturday in Marathon:
Proprietor of the French Grocery Store, who directed us to La Loma del Chivo (the Hill of the Goat) and endured our three visits in four hours as our undiminishing appetite increased. STEVE: they even had Lawnmower Beer. I was so tempted to purchase for you.
Finally, to the four people at La Loma, two of which we are certain exist: Gill, Al, Bill and
Goat Woman.
Great gathering place, complete with fireplace
Gill's custom painted Mercedes. Note The Owl.
Self described as a hostel/pension, LLDC offers free overnights to cross country cyclists. Gill, retired pilot and owner of a stain-glass enameled Mercedes with a huge owl trunk sculpture, resembles a French Legionnaire with a tool belt. Bill maintains beautiful organic vegetable gardens.
The Sweat Lodge
Gill repaired our panniers. I assembled a huge dinner salad from Bill's garden.
Al Wazzir's Place. David and Karen wazzir.
Recycled Can Building: Beer drinkers take note. Roof is a satellite dish!
We were offered lodging in Al's palace, a single white stucco'ed mosque of a room, decorated with its proclaimed theme of "That was Zen; This is Tao."
Um, I don't know? Salad Bowl door window.
Free form beer can building. Possibly constructed under the influence.
Bathhouse with real plumbing.
Other structures included a sweat lodge, a recycled beer can, wine bottle and cement shelter, and the hostel proper, with beds for guests in a two story commons area and an outdoor cooking area. Goat Woman is the proclaimed kitchen mistresss.
Much more, but you'll have to take our journey to appreciate it.
And maybe you can find Al and Goat Woman.
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