Tag: Marianna

On To Phoenix (and eventually Mesa)

March 11, 2018

Marianna and Her Machine
Getting to my Happy Place

After a rainy night in Wickham, it was time to pack up wet and head for the greater Phoenix area, namely, Mesa where we were to spend the next two days. Along the way I caught up to Marianna, one of our group, on her recumbent bicycle. Marianna is a real trooper and gets stronger every day using her unusual bike to make some serious climbs.

Once the sun came out to dry away the clouds the day seemed less dreary and it was around this point that I came to Happy Road which seemed to fit my mood so I snapped a selfie to celebrate. A little further along the early morning sun along with some lingering clouds gave the distant hills some nice shadows that I thought to be photo worthy.

Shadows & Sun on the Mountains
Ottawa University in Phoenix

The ride into Phoenix was mostly downhill, although the route through this metropolis was at times difficult to follow. Travelling on nicely paved roads winding through suburban neighbourhoods was calm and relaxing as was the area’s many bike paths; although, they could stand to install a few directional signs on the maze of intertwined paths. Along the way I passed Ottawa University: It seemed out of place somehow.

Our stay for the next two days was at a nice motel with kitchenettes but a somewhat out of the way location. It was great if you needed something for your car or motorcycle but few services for machines made of meat. My roommate Jim and I decided to take in a spring training game on Monday and it was interesting to watch some established players and some hopeful new talent play the grand old game.

Spring Training at Hohokam Park

Monday was a restful day to clean up our bikes and wander about. After a nice dinner at a Sizzler, it was time to pack up and get ready for an early start tomorrow. It is going to be an tough 82 mile ride with nearly 9000 feet of climb. We can do this.

Rapture of the Road

March 28, 2018

Texas Homestead

Today began with a birthday, the third one since we left San Diego. This time the day belonged to Marianna of recumbent bike fame. She was presented with a diminutive cake, suitable for one, as well as some do-dads for the occasion, and a round of Happy Birthday to You sung by the Southern Tier Chorus.

Marianna’s Birthday Surprise
A Cake for One
Rapture of the Road

Now, please indulge me an artistic moment that came upon me as I travelled today. My brush will be the English language which I shall dip into a rich medium of words: I had these thoughts as I rode through a soft Texas afternoon with gentle sunshine tempered with cooling breezes that caressed and pushed rather than impede my progress. It was something best experienced on a bicycle, silent and solitary. No noise but the dry air brushing my ears accented with the occasional cooing of morning doves. Above, cotton puff clouds float through a bright blue sky as Texas wildflowers bloom against dry, dusty sagebrush. Gentle, rounded hills define the horizon.

Texas Stilllife

Riders on the Road




This is the world I ride through today with nothing more than the smooth glide of my chain across sprocket teeth to compete with the beauty around me. It is a golden day. A day that bicyclists imagine when they picture their perfect ride. It is all I can ask for on this journey except to make a wish to enjoy many more like it as I cross this continent.

Texas Wildflowers