From the homeless man on the street teaching Bridger the drums to the trucker hauling liquid cattle feed, the people we’ve met on the road have all been so nice. We want to start telling you about some of the amazing people we have met and how they have helped us on our adventure across the country.
Last Friday we were in the middle of a ride, and I was in the middle of the line. I looked up from the road to realize I couldn’t see anyone in front of me. A quick check behind me confirmed one of my worst fears, I was alone. A hard knot formed in my stomach, and I was certain that I missed some hidden turn in the trees and everybody just left me. Panicked, I called Cassidy. No answer. Starting to sweat, I called my dad.
“Hey, did you guys find it?” What? I checked to make sure I called the right number. Yup, ‘Daddio’ was right there on the screen.
“Darrell’s phone, did you find it?”
Oh. Relief came as my dad explained that Darrell’s phone had fallen during the ride, but that didn’t stop me from biking over the next hill in record time to meet up with them and wait while Cassidy, Steve Allred, Mitzi Allred, and Tami Chesnut looked for it. Tami found it on the road lined perfectly on the white line without a scratch. We all felt better (Darrell most of all), and went to ride again when Mitzi realized her car was dead. We couldn’t move on with out one of our favorite supporters, so while everyone else was planning what to do I found the nearest blackberry bush and started eating.
A truck suddenly came from in between the bushes; a lady’s hand emerged out of the front window, waving us over. I was convinced she was going to kill me for eating her berries, and squeezed my eyes shut while my dad approached the truck. When I opened them, I was surprised to see her helping Mitzi out with the jumper cables and my dad with an apple cider jug filled with water. He handed me the jug, and I learned that she was a seventh day adventist (she was very nice and shared some of her magazines) and that she was sharing with us, “the best well water around.” It tasted slightly of apples.
We’d only been back on the road for 5 minutes when we had to stop again so Cassidy could use the bathroom. While she ran inside faster than we’ve seen her bike, we enjoyed the company of the slightly drunk fisherman who offered let us go fishing with him the next morning, and told us stories about the area. Cassidy came out, followed by the store attendant who wanted to take our picture for the store. She was so friendly and nice, and we ended up taking a picture with the Skamania General Store owner…
and his bear.
Afterwards, the owner came and handed all of us a bottle of chilled water. Seriously, cold water on the road is the most delicious thing in the WORLD. It wasn’t the best well water, but that water tasted so good after the day of riding. If you are ever on the WA SR 14, stop by the Skamania general store to tell our new friends hello.
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