Everything always looks small when I get home. When I was a kid I always thought my street was kind of big. Now I realize that it's only about 12 feet wide. There were boulders at the end of the street, but now I see that they are just rocks.
My clothes are pretty filthy so I put on some of my dad's sweats. They barely hang around me. I weighed myself for fun and thought the scale was broken. It said 163 pounds. I haven't weighed that much since about my freshman year of high school.
I learned a few things on this trip, although I can't think of too many now.
Evil dogs
Chilly donut
Barn for Jane
Smile!
Eastern Indiana sunrise
Where's Linus?
Wow, I'm really here.
Taking the flag off for the last time in the snow.
6 comments:
Yay! I'm glad you made it safely. Great work.
Awesome you made it, brother. That's excellent. The video of the dogs made my laugh quite a bit. I watched it a few times, awesome.
Welcome home. Now get some Pizza King and enjoy.
Hot shit, kid.
Did you make it as quickly as you'd hoped?
Once again, great accomplishment. I don't drive in a year as far as you rode in the last three weeks. No wonder you're all trim and fit.
Congrats, Ray.
Congratulations Ray! you did it! i thought you were crazy and a glutton for punishment, (and maybe you are haha) but what an amazing adventure and accomplishment. I loved reading your blog. are you riding home too??? Happy Thanksgiving!
Geeet ouugghttaa heerre!
that was my favorite part
Congrats Ray, you have me saving up for a recumbent and some saddle bags, cuz the only thing more impressive than riding from colorado to indiana is riding from oregon to indiana.
jeff
You are a stud. Nice work. I don't what I'll do at work now. I really enjoyed watching your progress and reading the blog. Good work old friend.
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