
Wow. After nearly fourteen months of planning, it’s happening. Tomorrow the eight of us are going to wake up and hit the road. Today we met Jamie, Patches, and Ryan, three Ride 2 Recovery staff members that are going to ride with us tomorrow. We had a sendoff dinner with two veteran motorcycle clubs that will be riding with us for the first few miles. I think that seeing so many veterans and hearing some stories from their lives set the mood for our group, and helped put the whole ride in perspective. When I was riding in the PMC, a local charity ride for cancer, my mom never let me moan, and never let me quit because of whom I was riding for. She would tell me that there are kids my age that would give anything to go out and bike and not worry about anything else. For me, the dinner tonight reminded me that our ride is so much more than my personal struggles, or those of the group. We are riding first and foremost for those that risked everything to protect our freedom. We are riding to support those that suffered debilitating mental and physical injuries in the line of duty. For the veterans – Thank you, we’ll try to make you proud.
In a mere couple of hours we’ll have dipped our wheels in the Pacific and pointed our bikes east. I’m nervous, and anxious to get started. This whole thing feels surreal, even lying down in the tent I can’t believe we’re about to start this journey. Thanks to all of the parents and friends and family that have made this possible, I think we’re ready for our little trial by fire.
Jacob
In a mere couple of hours we’ll have dipped our wheels in the Pacific and pointed our bikes east. I’m nervous, and anxious to get started. This whole thing feels surreal, even lying down in the tent I can’t believe we’re about to start this journey. Thanks to all of the parents and friends and family that have made this possible, I think we’re ready for our little trial by fire.
Jacob