Another cycling season has come to a close and I thought of you often as I rode up hills and coasted through the plains. I rode through places so beautiful, I thought my heart was going to burst from all that splendor. You were always interested in the world around you and I wanted to share some of my favorite memories of the places I’ve seen from my two wheels. I wish I could show you in person. Sometimes Heaven feels so far away, such a long way off.
On Easter Sunday I rode with Uncle Jon. We rode behind the hills you loved so much and came upon this cactus farm.
Pete completed his first century in May and here we are with the three Shastas: Shasta Lake, Shasta Dam and Mt. Shasta. We had so much fun together and I wanted to call you so badly that night.
This one is from the finish line in Portland. Do you remember my childhood best friend, Julie? She cheered me on at the finish line.
And let’s face it, I will never, ever race in the Tour de France. However, the LiveStrong Chalkbot is rolling out messages of inspiration all along the course. This one is from my friend, Lynn. Yes, I know how lucky I am to have such thoughtful friends.
The world is a wonderful place and I wish we were traveling it together. But for now it is enough that I carried your sign in my jersey pocket and carried your spirit in my heart. I love you, Gramma.