126 days

No more riding epic long journeys until next year when I attempt the great divide on my mountain bike. Today I accomplished something only crazy wicked stinky dirty sweaty punishable strict emotional determined individual cyclists can either dream of doing, want to do, have done it, or want to do it again: ride their bicycle coast to coast of the United States of America. Well today j did that. The only thing that actually halted my efforts to riding into Astoria in Oregon was: 1) breaking my deraileur hanger, 2) breaking my rear deraileur, and 3) breaking my chain, all at the same time.

Fortunately, I only had 4 miles to go to try into town. I coasted part way, and I walked the remaining miles. I still got here though. So although I did not make my final destination of San Diego, CA on my bicycle, I did however make it from the Atlantic Ocean at Plymouth, MA all the way to the pacific oven in Astoria, OR. I can not be 100% certain on the full total of miles, but it was about 250 miles from Paul's in VT to Boston, MA. In Boston I purchased a cycling computer to track miles and speed. On the computer today is showed 4601 miles when I boxed it up to be shipped back to Flagstaff. Thus, I can only guess for now (until I take time to check the roads I took to Boston for miles) I made it across the USA seeing and visiting with friends, friends of friends, friends of family, and family in 4851 miles. 

Crazy! Right??

Cheers!