EnRouteTransport

As the last hours of December 20, 2010, ticked away, I pedaled my bike through the dark among cloud and break that intermittently concealed the lunar eclipse.

Over the last three months, I was researching coalition and industry cluster building for electric vehicle technologies in Oregon.

It wasn’t until the first week zoomed by and Mary & Dermot really did arrive that I put away the relatively small number of items…the monumental belongings that took me and came with me across the country.

I’ve been home now for one week, but I have one story about my trip left to tell. After you finish, you’ll see that the next chapter is just beginning. Stay tuned.

How do I explain this? Makes sense in my mind, but I struggle to explain to others. It takes times. Visuals might help here. What do you think? Juggling. Venn Diagram?

Here’s my message for Ms. Beierle:
I wonder if you have a moment (or two) to do a quick Q&A about your bike journey along the TransAmerica Trail that we’ll post on our blog.
I appreciate it!
Meg

I picked up behind another cyclist and followed him, a good pairing that got me over the Arlington Memorial Bridge to the Lincoln Monument where I got all turned around trying to find the Rock Creek Trail.

The next morning dawned overcast, moist, with a light breeze. “This is the hurricane?” Earl, if it was Earl, gave me a day of good, cool riding.

What to do when it’s hot in Virginia:
See gardens
Visit historic sites
Plan around hurricanes

“I’m traveling with a bike, and I show up here at the station, and they say I can’t bring my bike with me because they don’t have bike boxes.”

I turn off route.
What are you doing?
I need a ride.
To where?
Forward.