God's Word trumps even that!
Flags.
One is even flourescent for nighttime.
A new pump.
A mirror.
And lots of encouragement.
Got back mid afternoon from going to the bike shop.
Patched the tube.
Let it stay out in the sun to dry good.
Put it all back together. Seems to be holding air good.
Jeff took his drill and rounded out the holes where the flags go.
They were just a bit smaller in diameter than that of the poles.
Got a wireless bike computer as well.
Will work all the kinks out over the next few weeks.
Jeff made tacos tonight. Tasty!
It was pleasant eating outside and learning more about his life and desire to serve the Lord.
Thanks for sharing your life and servant heart!
Tommorrows plan is to head north to Newport and visit George and DeeDee.
That is about it for this day.
I stand in awe at the goodness of the Lord.
Continuing to joy in the journey,
D.
Pedals For PNG
Monday, May 11, 2015
May 6th on....
Have not written in a few days. Some of what has happened has been on FB.
Birthday...
Celebrations...
Planning...
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I started my ride to Spokane on the 6th.
It was a beautiful morning even if cold. Hooded sweatshirt, gloves, long pants. Kept them on the whole day.
Not that it did not get warm.
The wind.
Seems like it was coming from every direction.
Even tried pedaling backwards.
No help!
Just past Wilson Creek as I climbed and crested the hill, I looked back and saw some incredibly ominous looking clouds.
Black.
Sheets of rain coming down.
A wide arc of this allthe way around me.
Yet in front there was blue sky.
A beautiful contrast to our former life in the world and our present life in Christ.
I was goint to try and make it all the way to Davenport, but did not even make it to Harrington.
Ten miles from the town.
Pulled off onto a side road with a farm in view about a mile down the road.
The sunset was full of striking colors showing off so much of God's creativity.
Slept very sound after eighty mikes.
A lesson learned.
It took all my stamina to go that distance.
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The seventh, the second day of this shakedown ride, I woke to a beautiful sunrise and cold.
Put on my hooded sweatshirt and my bright yellow "can you see me now" rain jacket. And my gloves as well.
Quickly packed up the tent and sleeping gear, had a roll with PB on it, and a banana, of course, and started out.
I reached Harrington, ten miles away, yet I still was not warming up, so stopped at a fuel station.
I was munching on some cookies, I know, eating again, but it really helps, believe me, when a farmer engaged me in conversation.
He was relating a story of another recumbent rider, hit by a driver.
No flags.
Nothing bright.
Even at the end of our short conversation, before he got in his work vehicle and left, he said, "Get flags!"
So in honor of this unknown man, I have done just that.
I stopped in Davenport for another break. Powering this recumbent by a two legged creature definitely takes some fuel.
There are some long climbs out of many of these small rural towns.
Not necessarily steep.
Just long.
The views are tuly wonderful to see and experience.
The most exciting part of this day was getting over the bridge on hwy 2 at Deep Creek.
I was going quite slow, waitting for the appropriate time, glancing back to see how much traffic was behind me.
Then I took my chance.
Stuck the bike into high gear and pedaled furiously.
Got across the bridge, pulled over onto the shoulder, gave a sigh of relief, and thanks in prayer.
As I was approaching one of my turn offs, I spot David A., in histruck coming towards me.
He made a quick turn around, I got off the bike, and it was a quick and wild conversation, sharing what the Lord had been doing in our lives the last week.
God's timing is certainly never wasted.
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If a bicycle can have a limp, mine did.
I just want to say, that Spokane, for all its beautiful parks, flower gardens and surrounding mountains, for all its attractions, it is not a nice place to try and bike.
No more than two miles from my lodging for the night with my friends, I got a flat.
No big deal.
I havechanged quite a number of flats before.
Patched them on the side of the road.
Been there. Done that.
Got the proverbial t-shirt.
I was tired.
Got out my trusty pump.
It did not work.
Thought I could pump up the tire enough and just keep going the last short distance.
A person could have walked faster than I wa pedaling.
Every turn of the back tire.
Thump, thump.
If I did not know better, I would have thought it was hhe bike's heartbeat.
Saying, "yep, we are still going strong."
So Imlimped into Danny and Paula's place. Jeff and Anna are living here while he is studying aviation at Moody in Spokane.
It was great to get here.
And to have Anna offer me a delicious meal of rice and vegies.
I do not recall much except I got a shower, as I am sure I did not have a pleasant aroma about yself after a couple days, 140 miles of pedaling.
After, I slept.
Hard.
Woke up. It was quarter of ten.
Guess I needed that sleep!
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Today is the 8th May. Third day of this shakedown ride.
Had some raisin bran. Did some reading.
Some may disagree, but reading God's Word is the best way to start my day.
Do you remember the old TV commercial bOut starting your day with Wheaties in the morning
Birthday...
Celebrations...
Planning...
-----------------------------------
I started my ride to Spokane on the 6th.
It was a beautiful morning even if cold. Hooded sweatshirt, gloves, long pants. Kept them on the whole day.
Not that it did not get warm.
The wind.
Seems like it was coming from every direction.
Even tried pedaling backwards.
No help!
Just past Wilson Creek as I climbed and crested the hill, I looked back and saw some incredibly ominous looking clouds.
Black.
Sheets of rain coming down.
A wide arc of this allthe way around me.
Yet in front there was blue sky.
A beautiful contrast to our former life in the world and our present life in Christ.
I was goint to try and make it all the way to Davenport, but did not even make it to Harrington.
Ten miles from the town.
Pulled off onto a side road with a farm in view about a mile down the road.
The sunset was full of striking colors showing off so much of God's creativity.
Slept very sound after eighty mikes.
A lesson learned.
It took all my stamina to go that distance.
-------------------------
The seventh, the second day of this shakedown ride, I woke to a beautiful sunrise and cold.
Put on my hooded sweatshirt and my bright yellow "can you see me now" rain jacket. And my gloves as well.
Quickly packed up the tent and sleeping gear, had a roll with PB on it, and a banana, of course, and started out.
I reached Harrington, ten miles away, yet I still was not warming up, so stopped at a fuel station.
I was munching on some cookies, I know, eating again, but it really helps, believe me, when a farmer engaged me in conversation.
He was relating a story of another recumbent rider, hit by a driver.
No flags.
Nothing bright.
Even at the end of our short conversation, before he got in his work vehicle and left, he said, "Get flags!"
So in honor of this unknown man, I have done just that.
I stopped in Davenport for another break. Powering this recumbent by a two legged creature definitely takes some fuel.
There are some long climbs out of many of these small rural towns.
Not necessarily steep.
Just long.
The views are tuly wonderful to see and experience.
The most exciting part of this day was getting over the bridge on hwy 2 at Deep Creek.
I was going quite slow, waitting for the appropriate time, glancing back to see how much traffic was behind me.
Then I took my chance.
Stuck the bike into high gear and pedaled furiously.
Got across the bridge, pulled over onto the shoulder, gave a sigh of relief, and thanks in prayer.
As I was approaching one of my turn offs, I spot David A., in histruck coming towards me.
He made a quick turn around, I got off the bike, and it was a quick and wild conversation, sharing what the Lord had been doing in our lives the last week.
God's timing is certainly never wasted.
-----------------------
If a bicycle can have a limp, mine did.
I just want to say, that Spokane, for all its beautiful parks, flower gardens and surrounding mountains, for all its attractions, it is not a nice place to try and bike.
No more than two miles from my lodging for the night with my friends, I got a flat.
No big deal.
I havechanged quite a number of flats before.
Patched them on the side of the road.
Been there. Done that.
Got the proverbial t-shirt.
I was tired.
Got out my trusty pump.
It did not work.
Thought I could pump up the tire enough and just keep going the last short distance.
A person could have walked faster than I wa pedaling.
Every turn of the back tire.
Thump, thump.
If I did not know better, I would have thought it was hhe bike's heartbeat.
Saying, "yep, we are still going strong."
So Imlimped into Danny and Paula's place. Jeff and Anna are living here while he is studying aviation at Moody in Spokane.
It was great to get here.
And to have Anna offer me a delicious meal of rice and vegies.
I do not recall much except I got a shower, as I am sure I did not have a pleasant aroma about yself after a couple days, 140 miles of pedaling.
After, I slept.
Hard.
Woke up. It was quarter of ten.
Guess I needed that sleep!
-------------------------
Today is the 8th May. Third day of this shakedown ride.
Had some raisin bran. Did some reading.
Some may disagree, but reading God's Word is the best way to start my day.
Do you remember the old TV commercial bOut starting your day with Wheaties in the morning
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Shake down....
I was going to title this post the "hippy hippy shake" as I was remembering that one time in Ukarumpa....
Well, in the morning I will be starting the shake down ride.
Spokane and then....
I know not.
Everything is on the bike except my little go to bag which will stay with me every time I stop and get off the bike.
Pretty sure I have over-packed for this week (or so), but better than under prepared.
Till the next post...
Continuing to joy in the journey!
D.
Well, in the morning I will be starting the shake down ride.
Spokane and then....
I know not.
Everything is on the bike except my little go to bag which will stay with me every time I stop and get off the bike.
Pretty sure I have over-packed for this week (or so), but better than under prepared.
Till the next post...
Continuing to joy in the journey!
D.
Sunday, May 3, 2015
Packing...
Been down to the relatives/farm since Friday.
Got a ride in today to Ephrata.
24 miles.
Had an extremely delightful time visiting with Mark and Cyndi.
Sun screen and a few other items to make the trip more enjoyable and pleasant.
Communion at fellowship this morning and a sharing from 1 Peter 3.8-12.
A good time.
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Been thinking much on what to take.
So many options.
And so many different and unique weather scenarios I am sure I will encounter on this ride.
Trying to keep it down to two panniers with a food one and sleeping bag on top.
Will see what happens!
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I cannot believe just how good God is.
He keeps supplying the needs for this ride in so many ways.
Wonderfully beautiful.
Why am I blessed when so undeserving.
All by God's grace!
That is what it comes down to!
One cannot live their lives only by themselves.
We are social, created that way in the image of God.
Because God is social it can only mean that we need Him.
Social.
That does not mean the same thing as following the trends of society with all its cliques, fashions and affairs.
We are meant to be social in a positive way.
In God's way.
Not man's.
Society can be very corrupt, broken and sad.
That is why we are to be social for God in truth, love, compassion, gratitude, understanding, wisdom...
We are to be social in/through/by the character of the Lord.
We are to influence society by the social standards of God's Word.
So, I will need to be...
I desire to be social on this ride.
Keep reminding myself, it is not about time, or really, in the long run, distance.
Sure, I would like to make it the full three thousand miles.
More importantly though, I desire to share the Lord through all the...
pedaling,
talking,
sharing,
eating...
In all areas...
spiritual...
mental...
physical...
I desire Jesus to be glorified on this ride.
-------------------------
The shake down ride begins on Wednesday.
Spokane and then...
Well, I do not know!
I simply want to follow where the Spirit leads and directs.
Got a ride in today to Ephrata.
24 miles.
Had an extremely delightful time visiting with Mark and Cyndi.
Sun screen and a few other items to make the trip more enjoyable and pleasant.
Communion at fellowship this morning and a sharing from 1 Peter 3.8-12.
A good time.
------------------------------
Been thinking much on what to take.
 |
| stuff and more stuff.... |
 |
| somewhat organized... |
 |
| disorganized again! |
So many options.
And so many different and unique weather scenarios I am sure I will encounter on this ride.
Trying to keep it down to two panniers with a food one and sleeping bag on top.
Will see what happens!
------------------------------
I cannot believe just how good God is.
He keeps supplying the needs for this ride in so many ways.
Wonderfully beautiful.
Why am I blessed when so undeserving.
All by God's grace!
That is what it comes down to!
One cannot live their lives only by themselves.
We are social, created that way in the image of God.
Because God is social it can only mean that we need Him.
Social.
That does not mean the same thing as following the trends of society with all its cliques, fashions and affairs.
We are meant to be social in a positive way.
In God's way.
Not man's.
Society can be very corrupt, broken and sad.
That is why we are to be social for God in truth, love, compassion, gratitude, understanding, wisdom...
We are to be social in/through/by the character of the Lord.
We are to influence society by the social standards of God's Word.
So, I will need to be...
I desire to be social on this ride.
Keep reminding myself, it is not about time, or really, in the long run, distance.
Sure, I would like to make it the full three thousand miles.
More importantly though, I desire to share the Lord through all the...
pedaling,
talking,
sharing,
eating...
In all areas...
spiritual...
mental...
physical...
I desire Jesus to be glorified on this ride.
-------------------------
The shake down ride begins on Wednesday.
Spokane and then...
Well, I do not know!
I simply want to follow where the Spirit leads and directs.
Friday, May 1, 2015
April 29...
Republic and back!
71 miles!
The burger at Wauconda was right what I needed!
And the hot chocolate on the way back!
I am not sure if it is because I was tired, or if the climb out of Republic is worse than the climb from Wauconda to the top of the pass!
A few pictures to let you see a bit of what I saw.
71 miles!
The burger at Wauconda was right what I needed!
And the hot chocolate on the way back!
I am not sure if it is because I was tired, or if the climb out of Republic is worse than the climb from Wauconda to the top of the pass!
A few pictures to let you see a bit of what I saw.
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| Some good hamburgers, fries and hot chocolate here! |
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| Made it to the summit! |
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| A picture before heading down the other side of Wauconda Pass into Republic. |
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| This a great little rest area after climbing up out of Republic and before going back up and over. |
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| Nice quick ride down the hill. Not so quick coming back up! |
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| Headed down into Republic. |
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
The loop...sixty miles...
A humbling day.
Not in a negative way.
But in a very positive and productive way.
God is so gracious!
I love His sense of grandeur and adventure.
Campground to...
Palmer Lake...
Nighthawk...
Oroville...
Tonasket...
Back to the campground.
Sixty miles!
Talking with the lady about the bike ride and ministry.
The beauty of going from one valley to the next.
Riding over the pass.
Headwinds.
Finding new places to camp along the river.
Coasting into Oroville knowing I had made it that far.
Coming through Tonasket.
Talking with a Vietnam War veteran while having a veggie sandwich at Subway.
Knowing there are people praying for "the ride."
I may never know them.
But God has appointed them as pray-ers.
Sharing what the Lord is doing in my life through this ride.
Absolutely.
Priceless.
Continuing to joy in the journey.
D.
Not in a negative way.
But in a very positive and productive way.
God is so gracious!
I love His sense of grandeur and adventure.
Campground to...
Palmer Lake...
Nighthawk...
Oroville...
Tonasket...
Back to the campground.
Sixty miles!
Talking with the lady about the bike ride and ministry.
The beauty of going from one valley to the next.
 |
| Cold. Windy. And beautiful! |
 |
| A break. The other end of Palmer Lake |
 |
| The bike that draws so much attention on the road |
 |
| Coming up the hill out of Nighthawk |
 |
| Mileage markers |
 |
| My view as I keep on pedaling! |
Riding over the pass.
Headwinds.
Finding new places to camp along the river.
Coasting into Oroville knowing I had made it that far.
Coming through Tonasket.
Talking with a Vietnam War veteran while having a veggie sandwich at Subway.
Knowing there are people praying for "the ride."
I may never know them.
But God has appointed them as pray-ers.
Sharing what the Lord is doing in my life through this ride.
Absolutely.
Priceless.
Continuing to joy in the journey.
D.
Wannacut Lake...
Wannacut Lake.
Broken derailleur on D's bike.
But that did not stop us from continuing on.
D stashed his bike and he walked/jogged four miles to the entrance of the resort.
He turned around at that point.
I kept going.
Not far though.
Just a mile or so more to the public boat launch.
I was amazed at how low the water level was.
The boat launch was maybe a quarter in the water.
It was a beautiful ride.
As we were talking about the day, while the food was cooking for filling in the tortillas, it was this truth that hit me.
We do not let the situation control us.
We control the situation.
So many people, and I have as well, begin something with gusto and great fervor.
Then difficulties and situations come up.
I see that as the point where the excitement comes in.
We see how the Lord interacts and intervenes in the situation.
These times are when we get inspired.
How do we observe and adapt to what has happened.
Simply by remembering...
There are no interruption in life.
Continuing to joy in the journey,
D.
Broken derailleur on D's bike.
But that did not stop us from continuing on.
D stashed his bike and he walked/jogged four miles to the entrance of the resort.
He turned around at that point.
I kept going.
Not far though.
Just a mile or so more to the public boat launch.
I was amazed at how low the water level was.
The boat launch was maybe a quarter in the water.
It was a beautiful ride.
 |
| Wannacut Lake |
 |
| Wannacut Lake |
 |
| Wannacut Lake |
As we were talking about the day, while the food was cooking for filling in the tortillas, it was this truth that hit me.
We do not let the situation control us.
We control the situation.
So many people, and I have as well, begin something with gusto and great fervor.
Then difficulties and situations come up.
I see that as the point where the excitement comes in.
We see how the Lord interacts and intervenes in the situation.
These times are when we get inspired.
How do we observe and adapt to what has happened.
Simply by remembering...
There are no interruption in life.
Continuing to joy in the journey,
D.
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