Consecutive Days Riding: 1 Consecutive Days Blogging: 2 Recent Days Mileage: 5 Total Miles Covered: 5
As I prepare to climb onto the bike for the first step (day 1) of my journey I find myself humming a tune. Over the years my selections have ranged from: “I love you, you love me”… the Barney song (courtesy of my sons) to “If I only had a brain” from the Wiz of Oz (when struggling with work). Today I find myself humming “On the road again!” A good sign of excitement and hopefulness for the journey ahead!
These feelings remind me of my youth and my family’s frequent moves. There was a certain amount of sadness at being uprooted, but also excitement about new places and adventures. So I approach this day with joy and excitement and a realization that there will be trials, challenges, “bad days,” aching muscles and misgivings. But what journey in life doesn’t mix some costs with its benefits and aren’t there times when the costs in fact become the rewards.
A few quick notes, many details of this journey will be clarified for the reader in the weeks that follow, including additional sections to the Blog page. Most of the parameters of this journey are well established in my mind. However, I want it to unfold for the readers much as it has for me.
There must be a starting point to every journey mine started this afternoon when I literally put the bike together “out of the box!” Now as I spin the stationary wheel and the mileage slips past, you have most likely gathered from the map at the top of the page that Key West Florida was our virtual jump off point. The farthest point south and east, in North America that can be reached by road. Many of the pilgrimage sites we will eventually visit lay up the coast and inland, miles and days away. I have started here in order to giving my legs time to adjust to the regiment and my comfort with the mechanics of Blogging to grow.
I first headed North from the western pier (photo #1). The nice thing about a virtual ride through city streets is that I don’t have to worry about street lights and traffic! I traveled along the northern edge of the coastline watching sail boats move slowly about the harbor. There are always unexpected sights when you have tourists with cameras, like the mysterious ancient stone head grinning at me from a side street (photo #2).
Two miles into the ride, my legs are telling me I haven’t done this for a time, as I cross the first of many bridges to come (photo #3). I pass through Stork Island and then face a long stretch of road with ocean lapping at both sides of the pavement .
I’m reminded of my youth and my naval travels, leap-frogging the Pacific and the Indian oceans. I had traded the wide open plains of the Dakotas for bodies of water and exotic lands. While my spiritual journey began on the wind swept plains, with the ghosts of the Indian peoples, it exploded to the surface with the sights, sounds and ideas of the orient! But more about those travels in the future.
As I approach the next island (Boca Chica) I stop for the day having made five miles of good progress! I have yet to choose a specific destination for this first leg of our serial pilgrimage. This is a trip launched with a great sense of faith that the cosmos, nature, and the divine will provide me with lessons and destinations. I have researched numerous religious sites up the coast near Miami, some eastern and some western. Of course there is always the call of nature along the way, in the glimmering water, the majestic clouds and blazing sunsets.
Thank you for joining me on my journey today, please feel free to click on the comments section below and leave your suggestions and/or words of encouragement. A special thanks to Javabear for your comment on the dangers of setting one’s sight too high… I will do my best and be humble enough to accept when and if I fall short!
Thanks to Panramio and the various artist for the clip art accompaning todays Blog.