WTB Pure V titanium railed saddle deluxe

pedaling for peace - wilderness trail bikes pure v titanium rail seat or saddle

I will keep this short and sweet and encompass my thoughts on this saddle by giving you a few facts out of which you can decide for yourself wether or not this saddle is the Alpha and Ω…

I have been riding with this saddle for over a year.

I do not use padded anything on my booty and have had only basic saddle sores and only after a prolonged stay in anyone place, once riding for a week, all good.

The “Love Canal” as I affectionately dub it has lived up to its name and I have had no adverse side effects.

In LA, on Venice Blvd, near the big bakery, a guy shot out of his driveway and whacked me so hard that, god bless me and the world I inhabit, the seat popped off the rails!  The entire shock of the accident went directly to the saddle.  The guy apologized, I had a moment of Buddha consciousness and forgave him, we went to his buddy a mechanic who spent two hours working the saddle with tools and grease until he finally got it back on the rails, yes, it does creak a bit now….

I will use this saddle until it turns to dust.  Thats a fact.  Aloha and Mahalo WTB!

I will keep this short and sweet and encompass my thoughts on this saddle by giving you a few facts out of which you can decide for yourself wether or not this saddle is the Alpha and Ω…

I have been riding with this saddle for over a year.

I do not use padded anything on my booty and have had only basic saddle sores and only after a prolonged stay in anyone place, once riding for a week, all good.

The “Love Canal” as I affectionately dub it has lived up to its name and I have had no adverse side effects.

In LA, on Venice Blvd, near the big bakery, a guy shot out of his driveway and whacked me so hard that, god bless me and the world I inhabit, the seat popped off the rails!  The entire shock of the accident went directly to the saddle.  The guy apologized, I had a moment of Buddha consciousness and forgave him, we went to his buddy a mechanic who spent two hours working the saddle with tools and grease until he finally got it back on the rails, yes, it does creak a bit now….

I will use this saddle until it turns to dust.  Thats a fact.  Aloha and Mahalo WTB!

Guerrero Negro and Antonio the Boxer!

Guerrero Negro was rad.  Antonio, or Tony, or as he explained, backwards, Y not, get it, TONY YNOT, is one of the coolest dudes ever!  Aside from being a totally undercover ninja boxer, I mean zero disrespect, I just did not see blazing quick jabs, ridiculous footwork and combos that made my head spin coming out of this gentleman. This morning as we were leaving, he told me his is not only interested in our “vegan” thing, further, he wants to incorporate it into the restaurant that is part of the hotel. The hotel Malarrimo.  I am still not sure exactly what it means, something about being close to something that may not be good for you, but you love to be near, I guess for me that would be like alcohol. When we got a tour of the place, it was akin to being flung back in time, a museum of sorts with a very nice bar. There is a point on the coast in the “bowl of the ladel”, if you look at the coast, it runs south and then spoons out to the west and then heads south again.  This spoon is a collection point for many many currents, all of these currents of course carry things, right, humans = trash, ocean currents carry it…sigh. Long story about oceanology short, he has been going there for some time collecting old fishing items and sea faring flotsam and jetsam, although jetsam is usually not collected as it sinks to Davey Jones locker… anyway, items like the hand blown glass fishing line bouys, life jackets from various ships, pieces of ships, flags, he even has an authentic WAHOO flag from a WWII vessel, a complete radio from a WWII naval life raft, training dummies, message cylinders, etc.  One of the highlights are some very old paintings of the actual Guerrero Negro.  This was a US whaling ship and the name means Black Warrior. Now, this place which seems a shrine to the brutal commerce of slaying the largest animals on the planet that we know of, will boast a vegan menu….  Pedaling for Peace rocks, Antonio rocks.  If you read this Senor, Muchisimas Gracias!  Bummer that puppy doggy [I was introduced to the guard dog and luckily escaped with only a shredded sleeve of my hoodie=] and I didnt get along, but, looking at the big picture, it was due to puppy that we were able to stay in the old Red Cross area and, vis a vis, got to sleep on a mattress.  I wonder if I am using vis a vis correctly:) We are now at a sweet Pizza place after a super smooth ride from Guerrero Negro to Vizcaino.  Such nice people, some cerveca, some vegan pizza, one of the few restaurants to boast vegetarian meals and knowledgeable about vegan, they know what the word means!  If a zombie apocalypse were to happen tonight, I am stoked to be here as the husband of one of the chefs, I am assuming they own the place, family run, ANYWAY, this guy looks like a tank, I guess it would only be good if he didnt turn into a zombie….  How does all that get decided anyway, I mean, when the shit goes down, who becomes and doesnt become zombies, do you ever wonder that?  I do… But then, I have a lot of time on my hands while pedaling… We have decided today to try and enlist the aid of a few of our friends to get us a row boat so we can row some of the coast as that would be rad, not to mention some of the road ahead looks a bit dreary, so, why not make the adventure mega adventurous!  Thats why we are doing this right!?!? Almost time for our pizza, eating pickled jalapenos, carrots, and onions now, does it have a name… Jalapeños en escabeche… Thanks Diana, I would not have guessed that in a million years with a gun at my head and a trillion dollars on the line:) Time to eat.  Aloha, they just made us fresh salsa!  Aloha! One of the thoughts I had today when listening to Tom petty, the song night watchman… “they pay me to carry a 38, but a life is worth more than minimum wage…”. At what point I wonder would you kill another person.  At what price point would you kill someone you know, some one you dont know….  What jobs do we accept as a society for killing those we dont know… Einstein has been often quoted as saying time is relative.  I have never given this much though, well, actually, i have given this mountains of thought, but not until today, crossing the desert for the beginning of oyr second week did it make sense to me. Prior to this current adventure which I now share with my partner Diana, everyday had a name, every hour a purpose that was a success, or a stepping stone to another chunk of time where I would or would not do “something”right. Now, my days are no longer Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays – or hump days where I begin to longinly look towards the advent of the weekend, thursday, the day I would usually start drinking as friday was a whatever day and everyone knew it.  Now all my days are today, and no matter how much I plot plan and scheme, I am never ablemto know what is coming, and finally after two years, it appears I am ok with that.  For the most part, i still have stress about the great unknown of tomorrow, but then, thats ok, tomorrow is today, soon, very soon, I will be there:)

SPONSORS

Aloha!

Thanks for coming to our Sponsor page! The MOST HELPFUL thing you can do to support us is by looking at your own life everyday in order that you may move past your fears, becoming the happiest and healthiest you can be, this will invariably help to bring about the most important change and a better world for all.

What We would Like Assistance With:

1. A PATRON to fund our project. I keep it relatively simple as that seems to keep the adventure quotient high and there is no better reason for what we are doing than to have an Epic Adventure, after all, if the people on the mission aren’t stoked, what good is it?!.  We keep it very simple: Food, water, bike parts not donated, VISA money, boat fares, bribe money, etc.  Currently there is one rider, me, Chris Bornstein, its costs me 5-8k to go for a year, like I said, N I N J A !your ad here

2. We would like to find Sponsors and Donors who willing to lend a hand to projects that we find along the way that we feel are well led, well organized, and backed with sound reasoning and purpose.  Please look at our Friends/Non-Profits page for groups/organizations we have found thus far!

3. Sponsors/Donors to supply actual things needed – parts, super foods, etc.

Please contact me and know that I am stoked to have your support as I Journey ever deeper!

Many Thanks and Aloha!

SPONSORS

Aloha!

Thanks for coming to our Sponsor page! The MOST HELPFUL thing you can do to support us is by looking at your own life everyday in order that you may move past your fears, becoming the happiest and healthiest you can be, this will invariably help to bring about the most important change and a better world for all.

What We would Like Assistance With:

1. A PATRON to fund our project. I keep it relatively simple as that seems to keep the adventure quotient high and there is no better reason for what we are doing than to have an Epic Adventure, after all, if the people on the mission aren’t stoked, what good is it?!.  We keep it very simple: Food, water, bike parts not donated, VISA money, boat fares, bribe money, etc.  Currently there is one rider, me, Chris Bornstein, its costs me 5-8k to go for a year, like I said, N I N J A !your ad here

2. We would like to find Sponsors and Donors who willing to lend a hand to projects that we find along the way that we feel are well led, well organized, and backed with sound reasoning and purpose.  Please look at our Friends/Non-Profits page for groups/organizations we have found thus far!

3. Sponsors/Donors to supply actual things needed – parts, super foods, etc.

Please contact me and know that I am stoked to have your support as I Journey ever deeper!

Many Thanks and Aloha!

I get a choice, I either laugh or cry and then one day I die, I will judge myself on my death bed for the times I could have laughed instead of cried, and since I am dying, I will not be able to lie or rationalize, I will see with the clarity that only comes from the last moments of life… so… in the immortal words of the joker, “if you gotta go,go with a smile=]”

“Do or do not, there is no try.”  Yoda
“On the road of life you get flat tires, fix them and keep rollin'”  Me
“Live vicariously through yourself”  Me

I drove to a party in Tijuana tonight.  It is a Couchsurfing party, but thats not why I am writing this, one party is ususaly as good as any other, ending as most do, with lots of trash and people rubbing sore heads the next day;….  No, my reason is that I drove.
If you have never driven in Tijuana, I cannot say Mexico as I do not know what it is like anywhere else, but here, in Tijuana, it is a lesson in Zen, going with the flow, it reminds me of a river gong through many twists and turns, a river with great force behind it.
For one, the rules of the road are faily basic, do not hit or be hit, close calls are the norm and a hairs breadth is how they are measured.  the stop signs seem to be more a suggestion than a demand.  At one point I turned to Carolina and said, “goodness, I just mossed a stop sign…”
She smiled politely and said, “that was the 6th one.”
There is a level of awareness you must have, yo actually have to be paying attention to what is going on in the road, to what is happening around you.  Insurance is rare and a penalty for killing someone is actually severe, not a question of whose fault, but more that I alife was lost, there are actual consuqunces beyond a raise in insurance.
This was driving with a car, small pick up to be exact, now, from the saddle of my bike, the ninja.
At first, it is, well, for me, it was very scary, the rules of the road, as I said before are kind of suspended.  Being on a bike suspends them further, trying to stay on the shoulder of the road for me is a near impossibility as this would require a mountain bike with suspension, so I find myself in the thick of it…
Its fun, again, its like a river, only now I am a leaf following the flow, not the water, i must watch out for the cars, busses, pedestrians, so many things, random holes and slashes in the surface which cold topple me into the flow where i would surely drown.
At the end of the day I feel safer, again, people do not want to hit me, further, the drivers are very aware of what is going on, further improved by the day-glo orange vest given to me as a gift by my freind Uncle Billy.  Interesting, Uncle Billy, thelast time I heard that name I was in Hawaii…=]
I feel safer was what I was saying, much safer than the states, as there is such a blanket of laws that there are stories of people purposely hitting cyclists and getting away scott free, If I got hit here, it is almost assured that the hitter would have a very bad day indeed.  Of course at the speed at which things happen here, I would as well, but, we neednt dwell on that, it hasnt happened.
Later….
The Couchsurfing party was fantastic, hosted in a huge mansion in the hills of Tijuana, big pool, plenty of opportunities to practicar mi espagnol, an impromptu eye exam and flushing by a med student on a motorcycle rider from the Netherlands who opened his visor while driving and got something in his eye at 60km and hour.
The family I am staying with here in Tijuana is so kind to me, that I find myself waiting for the “shoe to drop” at times, or I feel like a bad man, strange thing, a person or persons are very kind to me and I end up feeling like a bad man.  Now, this is something to be worked on as it really can have a negative slant on the life a person, myself, will lead.  As we know, if you wait for something, especially subconciously, seek so shall ye find, you will not be dissapointed.
I am waiting in traffic now to go back across the border to have a conversation with a camera company…  The border still mystifies me, a true expression of a very aggressive symptomatic dealing with a problem.  Is it not the companies in America who place such a high demand on illegal immigrant labor?  Do not most companies put this labor into the bottom line on the documents that are leaked to the public?  And yet, who is punished, the immigrants, usually at the business end of a gun….  so interesting for me the “way” things are done when it comes to business, no longer American business, for it is now the common denominator for how the world does business.  We have managed to export the one thing that we argue so loudly against, thereby insuring that we will never be written out of the program as it stands now, because it is us who are writing it.  Yes, Greed has been in existence for some time, and yet, if we look at simple numbers, we have the highest consumption per capita in the world, ergo, we are the greediest.  This is the prgram that we export, we control it, so it does not mattert hat we no longer produce anything, we produce the reason for producing, and the way to make extravagant waste the norm.  Its ingenious in a way, a diabolical way to be sure, but credit must be given where credit is due, the plan in itself is ingenious, its a shame that the designers never accounted for our species in the picture and only money.
This is the seed that is so often spoken of when people talk about the seed of destruction has been sown in the soil of the very crop being planetd for success.  The money seed is great, and it is so great that if left unchecked, it will devour the planet till there is nothing left for the farmer to eat.
My only glimmer of hope is that the seeds of the programs destruction will be stronger than the program itself.
I’m on diatribe, enough.
I’m getting healthier here in Mexico, my eating has normalized, I eat much less and have increased energy, my sleep is better, the amount of fresh fruit I eat has increased exponentially, my “Simple food” intake is up and I feel fantastic!  Being Vegan is at first daunting, there is a glut of meat here in Mexico, everything is meat and oft times the beans are made with manteca, a.k.a. lard.  Vegan or not, lard is a hard road to hoe for the body and I would advise that no one eat it.
Back to consumerism, I am slowly making my way to the border crossing with Caolina and my goodness.  I speak now if the roadside stores along the highway into America, the last minute shopping for Gringos going home… If supply is driven by demand, than as Americans we are telling Mexico that we love the following, cigarrettes (but you knew that), food that tastes good but will leave you inches frmo the grave, figurines (esp. Christ, Santa Maria, donkeys, spiderman, Mario, Transformers, old tyme children on benches, giant frogs, pigs, Mayan inspired pottery), Lucha Libre masks, blankets with  – Scarface, Hello Kitty, Monster energy Drinks, American football teams (esp Seahawks), Zebra and leapord prints -, regular Mexican blankets, Futbol jerseys, Mexican flagsand lastly woven hammocks that I have yet to actually see hanging from anyones house, though I have seen them in garages across the states=]
We just cossed the border, and I am happy to sum it up in a word…. C R E E P Y.
You first drive through an entire bank of photograpic arrays, I think I lost a year or so of life for the moment, literally, I spent in the midst of so many different rays that my body basically just got hit by the equivalnet of a solar flare  while standing inside a late model microwave outside of a partially melted down nuclear reactor with TV sets all around playing daytime soap operas.
Next we come to the open door of the agent and this is where it got wierd.  he looked at us in the front seat with a kind of smile and then focused on little guy in his baby seat int he back, I am Big guy by the way, one of the best nicknames I have been given to date.  Now, when I say focus, I mean it in the essence of the word, it seemed as though he was no loonger human and instead a robot with some kind of x-ray vision and he was having temporary difficulty with the lenses and had to focus them.  The look was devoid of anything human, it was a machine looking through a child to find something else, something hidden.
I was creeped out, I’ve been creeped out by the whole wall thing, all of it is just creepy.  I have yet to understand how anyone can believe we are workign towards peace when we spend ever increasing amounts on war.  In that vein, check out the book, Catch-22 by Joseph Heller, a lighthearted look at the world we live in from eyes of pilots on the war front.

And so, where am I now, time to continue packing and head for Ensenada!

 

Aloha!

I love San Francisco!

Another sweet mountain bike ride yesterday with total extremes of highs and lows, a, well, not sure if it is a low or a high, went over the bike handles at speed and supermanned into bushes that were full of poison Oak and Ivy.  I did not get a new skin condition if you’re wondering=)

Saw Sammy Haggar, thats always a high point in my book, afterall, wasnt he responsible for the song “Right Now”.

Met a lot of really cool people yesterday in the biking world, Thanks for introducing me to all these cool people Maurice.

Saw True Grit the other night in a movie theater where they serve real food and great beer, felt like I was in Europe for a minute, but then, it was baby night, so, plenty of auxiliary noise=)

My goldfish swims in a big bowl…

That was the quote from the other day, included were such favorites as, “If I wasnt so hung over I would make a good dad”, a favorite of mine, ” its three bi-sexual girls, of course it’s going to be an orgy…”…

I have been seeing and hearing things that I once believed were relegated only to the cinema, not real life, my life has stretched the envelope so far at this point, I have no idea what is or is not normal…

I dont even know where I am going or what I am seeking any longer…  You are reading the words of a fool!

I was at the Grand Canyon yesterday with two gentlemen from France, one was a sublime musician the other, a man who quit his ridiculous amount of money computer job to simply travel, for a long time.  I may never again have the pleasure of hiking into one of the most awe inspiring landscapes whilst being serenaded by Frenchmen singing songs about Owls catching dinner….

I’m having a beer, it’s early, but, well, it was there….

Sometimes I think I get it, that I have it figured out, other times, well, like this morning, it’s not that I am sad, or melancholy, but, I just feel lost…  The great thing is, I have come to that place where i know its all good, the “I’ll be taken care of” type of thinking, “god has my back”, I need a sign.  The Ranger form the Grand Canyon told me she wanted to take me to Arches Nat’l park and some crazy adventure….  Could be cool….  Lets see if she writes.

I’m stoked to be going back to Vegas, so many people I have not seen for some time….  Will they still know me…  do they care=)

Listening to Holosync Meditation and dreaming of Vegan Ninja Curry

Will i be able to type at the same time=)

I used my new sleeping bag/sleep pad last night, keeps me warm enough, and of course, as it is a mummy bag, drives me nuts, being so confined and so uncomfortably hot, I have to keep my African wrap between my legs as they sweat like the dickens, thats the cute way to say whats really going on=)

there is a part of me that, ok, now listening to music, Sally Shapiro – Looking at Stars, FM remix version…

A large part of me is dead, or, thats not really what i am trying to say, I don’t know who I am any more….

There was a time yesterday where i didnt know where i was going to stay and hereI am waking up in a tree house on the banks of the Rio Grande on an organic perma-culture farm with mature orchards….

I am all alone, I have the place to myself today until my host returns home with friends, allof whom i shall cook for, vegan winter squash curry…

It’s easy to make, seriously, you will spend more time chopping and smelling an aroma which can only be considered magical as it is far more than the ingredients would lead you to believe is possible, you want the recipe?

I will use the following vegetables:

brocolli, cauliflower, variety of peppers – hot and mild, crushed garlic, minced ginger, onion, winter squash (take your pick=), potatoes, sweet potatoe, bamboo shoots, I think i remembered carrots, red cabbage…  You can put what vegetables you want.

Slowly add hardest ingredients to softest, getting them all nicely stir fried.

Feel free to add Tofu or Tempeh or, be non-vegan and add your meat of choice, heavy red meats do not mesh well just so you know.  I have been told by many that this is better meat free, so, be bold my carnivorous friends, you needn’t tax your body for a good meal, try it simple..

When stir frying try and use coconut, grape seed or sesame oil, they are high heat and add flavor and many health benefits.

At very end of stir fry, add curry paste and stir fry this with vegetables.

add coconut milk till it reaches, almost, the uppermost veggies.

add some water

Cook some noodles now, or if you are using rice, i would use brown, it should have been cooking.  easy way to make rice, put rice in pot, wash it till the water is clear.  Fill water so it is a half inch from top of rice deep, like if your finger was in the water gently resting on top of rice layer, your first knuckle joint should be wet…  Heat it till it boils heavy, then reduce heat to simmer and cover, should be done in a bit, check every so often as sometimes it does its own thing…  If too hard when almost all water is gone, slowly add little more, little amounts…

Let coconut veggie mix simmer for some time, till everything is soft, feel free to add cardamom, cumin, tumeric and hot peppers, stretch your mind with it, make some alchemy…..  this is good food that will make you strong, its what ninjas eat before missions, make it with pride and feeling…

From Holosync meditatoin to Lady GaGa Alejandro re-mix….  What a life=)

Here are the first couple weeks, seriously, I was on a roll =]

My journal – first entry, day one, August 27 .10
well well well, what a hummDinger of a day it was today, Oh yes sir.  We are off to a great start, already love and donations of coffee and cliff bars are rollin in, I learned to respect fully the fact that I am on a bicycle which has been radically altered, ergo, completely new center of balance, I respect 18 wheelers, I understand why Steven King uses them alot, my pannier was literally exploded infront of my eyes, I remember thinking, that is my head if I am a fool again.
Not exactly sure, but somehow – my fault – it got loose and tangled with the spokes and almost took the bike down infront of the 18 wheeler i was trying to beat across the on ramp to a freeway, already you see the lesson waiting to be taught=)
So, there I was, feeling the bike going down, then a pop and I was on the other side of the on ramp looking back over my shoulder as the truck jams the breaks and stops, my yellow pannier was peaking out from well beneath the cab of the truck, i do not know what the driver was thinking, I was still thinking about my head and where it would have been had the bag not broken free, then the truck fired up and the backs wheels popped my bag.  The guy behind the truck, nice guy, said he was sorry that it didn’t have to happen and he hoped everything was alright, it was and it wasn’t.
This was the only bag that had no electronics or really necessary stuff, I lost a whole tube of toothpaste, what a happy mess that was, trail mix, two cans of coconut milk that were so crushed they looked as if they would go the rest of the way at any minute, a bar of soap and soap holder and my two mangoes, which, one of my first thoughts was, well, they weren’t ripe anyway….
Beautiful ride, hanging out on front porch of guys house from couchsurfers.com, he apparently is at dinner if the note in the door handle is for me, and I must admit, he lives right across from gettysburg college, very chill spot….
Thats enough for now, wait for him to return, clean off toothpaste from everything, duct tape bag – it popped – and find a place to crash=)
Aloha!

Day 5
Yay!   My new favorite word, yay!  I just cooked dinner, coconut curry and brown rice, good ninja food=)
I am still at my new friends home in the big country of Pittsburg, about an hour away from the town on 25 acres, and resting swell.  My allergies are in overdrive, constant sneezing and runny nose action, soon I shall have the cleanest sinuses out of anyone I know.
I’m going to watch “The Holy Grail” – Monty Python style of course.  I’m going to stay one more night here, my bike is tuned up, cables tightened, new brake pads on front wheel, back brakes tightened, Aero bars slightly repositioned, light mount installed as I will start doing night riding now, repaired the semi accident, looks good, used duct tape and super glue… well, this is some exciting reading, bet your sitting on the edge of your seat, won’t be able to sleep a wink tonight after reading this……  ha ha ha.
I have met a lot of very wonderful people on this journey, I am truly amazed and stoked at the America I am discovering as I journey out.  I am happy to say I am proud to be an American once again.  I am seeing that while there is confusion in regard to whom we want to believe, everyone wants whats best as far as I can tell, not that I’m anybody=)
ALOHA!

Day 6 morning,
I may leave today, may stay another day, may leave, i think I may leave today and head to Pittsburg….  Dunno, I’m feelin ready, time for breakfast, Kung Fu and a moment of reflection.

Day 7
O.k, where am I at?  Well, i haven’t written here for a bit, So, I made it through Pittsburg, I stayed with a trippy hippy super cool family about an hour south of the city, I met a guy, Mr. Vechter, he helped me get there through the Pittsburg bike trail system.  Such a nice guy, he chatted me up at borders due to the ninja racer 3000 (my bike) and next thing I knew he was unstrapping his bike from his car and showing me the way!
The family was so chill, such good food, the love was palpable=)  Thankgod, for the ride to get there was some of the hilliest I have ever come across!
I got to hang in nature, stayed for two days, worked on my bike, relaxed.
I then got a ride form them to the city of Pittsburg where I stayed with a PhD. student/teacher who gave me some horse riding lessons and got to hang out with her roommate where we talked about politics, how to tie knots and the Communist Manifesto.  I even got a copy of, we’ll talk more about that later, and a Hammock!  No more sleepin on the ground=)  I cooked a curry, the second time now I have had the pleasure to cook vegan for people on this trip, 2/2 success rate=)
I left the next morning and found my way out of Pittsburg, what a ride that was!  The police were actually very friendly, one of them even gave me a pound (handshake kind style).  The hills were torturous, but, thats what we’re here for.
I got some great views of the city when I took the incline, a sort of trolley that goes up the side of Mt. Washington., and had a great talk with a gentleman who was US Navy retired.  One of the most profound things he said was, “ I’ll never get this war thing, i mean, take the jews for instance, here you have the Jews and the Palestinians, basically the same group of people and they have been fighting since Abraham, now thats a long haul, and for WHAT?”
To right, needless to say he was down for the pedaling for Peace, especially after he knew that I too was in the navy.
I got out of the city eventually by asking every walk of life in the city from Police to the homeless and all were equally friendly and helpful, Pittsburg is a cool spot=)
Once I left I decided that I was on the mission, I had to get to Seville as quick as possible in order to see my grandparents and just to make it interesting.
Begin the ninja ride!  I rode for 36 hours with a 2 hour nap!  It was fun, pushing it, cruising down the road in the middle of the night, flying, with only a small circle of light to show my way as I was on back roads that had no lights…
So, I have been here in Seville for 2 days and am ready once again to cruise.  Tomorrow morning early, hit the road.  Next stop Columbus.
I’m hoping to have my website up and running properly, for whatever reason, the guys who are working on it are unable to figure out how to make it work, so i am hoping and praying that someone will come along and make it all better, you know, this could be a really impactful(word?) tool, yet, if not done right, it will, well, whatever, this ride is mainly to get my head unstuck and figure out where I fit in this society, anything else is gravy.  It’s just that there are so many riders out there pedaling for peace, I have the site name, we could turn it into something good for EVERYONE!  Post your Peace ride here, that sort of thing, oh well, my tea bag had a Ben Franklin saying that he who can learn to be patient can have anything.  O.K.
One of the big things for me has been my diet, VEGAN, that has been interesting, seeing how it plays out with different people, it’s working for me, hopefully I can open other peoples eyes, many believe that you will automatically become sickly with a vegan diet, and yet, here I am right infront of them, then, perhaps they think I am sickly=)
My main staples on this trip are:

mixed nuts with dried fruit – cashews, soaked almonds, pumpkin seeds, dates, pineapple, raisins and coconut flakes, I try for organic stuff.

coconut milk or water

raw bars – i.e. Larabar

water with small amounts of apple cider vinegar or green tea added.

Peanut butter or Almond butter

Whenever I find a place to stay for a day or so I try to eat a lot and build up my healthy fat layer, I also go for greens, lots of them as they are not so plentiful on the road.  Roadside stands are great for fruit, peaches and apples seem to be in season, all in all I seem to have a fairly healthy diet, and yet, nothing seems to compare to what I had going on in Hawaii=)

I guess thats it for now, off to dinner tonight, then rest and an early start tomorrow!

Later……

It’s been a few days since I have written anything in my journal.  I have met many people and had some really groovy times.  Last night I stayed at the Saint Meinrad Archabbey, better know to us all as a Monastery.  It has been here for around 150 years.
The trip is becoming something I never would have expected, things are lining up in ways I could not have foreseen, and yet, thats life, right?
It appears as though we truly are a headless state, no one I have spoke to thus far has anything but confusion and distrust when it comes to “the man”.  No one wants what is going on on, and yet, here we are in the thick of it.  I speak to many people, from hand and plastic surgeons to hippies pluckin the banjo just to get along in the hopes that someday they will be able to write a book from their experiences, no one agrees with what is happening, so why is it?  Do we really just believe we have no power any longer?  The state, government, do we even remember why it was started?  How did it come to be what it is?
As best i can tell it was started to , doesn’t matter, all that does is getting it back to it’s appropriate place in the grand scheme of things such as our lives.  Please, do not think I am a luddite who merely wants to throw us back to the time of the stone wheel, believe me, nothing could be further form the truth, my dream is different, it is the Atlantean dream without the dire end.  We are quickly outpacing ourselves with our technological advances, this need not be so.  Why is Star Wars such a fantastic leap for people to encompass?  The essence of the Jedi was to blend technology with nature, the perfect symbiosis, one where neither detracted, both made the other stronger.  Unfortunately we seem to be going the way of the big corporation, “the Darkside”, as it were, even in Star Wars they had a corporate logo, did you know that, the Empire was a giant corporation, do not be deceived into thinking that this anything less than what we are currently on task to producing should we continue down this path we are on.
The tide, slowly seems to be changing, slowly only from my viewpoint, perhaps for others it is fast, who can say, all I know is that there is a change coming and I am an active participant in it.
One person whom I had the pleasure of hanging out with told me, “think of your life and then look at the Galaxy, and then all the millions and billions even trillions of other galaxies, you amount to nothing…”
No truer words spoken, and yet, without me, the entire fabric of time and space would be different, without any one thing, the entire whole would be forever changed into something else, for all of our seeming worthlessness, we are fundamentally responsible for the how the picture is viewed while we exists, simply because we are.
I’m tired, it was a long day yesterday, it will be along day today, perhaps not so bad….  I am going to try and bike less, more 60 mile rides, let my body rest, I have been pushing it very hard, biking long distances and when not biking, when staying with friends and couchsurfing, i have been training – kung fu, capoeira – and still doing bike tours through the cities where i find myself.  More rest, afterall, that which burns twice as bright, sometimes lasts half as long, I am beginning to think I have no clue exactly how bright I am able to burn=)
Brother Raymond has informed me that I am to have a “hot breakfast” in order to make my ride more pleasant, so, without further ado, time to avail myself of the Abbey’s hospitality.  This adventure is truly shaping up as such.  Everyday I make myself magical concoctions with herbs, placed in little hemp tea bags that slowly steep into my water whilst riding to give me energy and clarity of mind, I sleep in strangers homes as if i were a relative and now I am given refuge for a night in a monastery and shown around by a Brother in full robes.  I do believe the magic that I have so desperately sought for my life is finally making itself fully apparent, I am living in a fairy tale.

Aloha!

Conversation I overheard in Hawi, Hawaii, roughly about the time Avatar came out between a group of older Southern ladies…..

“So she tells me all about this movie and it’s spiritual message….  What the hell is a spiritual message anyway!”

Bless her heart…

Then another conversation I overheard a snippet of in the Garden of the Gods, Shawnee State Forest….

“What do you do when your cardiologist tells you to quit? I was gonna quit at 40, then at 45, then when I got cancer, I know I should quit…”

Two books to recommend to you as they are both so very short and yet the impact of both of these books has been felt for globally for a very long time and maybe now we can hit some kinda 100 monkey thing – “The Communist Manifesto” by Marx and Engels and “The Tao Te Ching” by the Old Man/Boy…..

Aloha everyone.  I have had such a spectacular time here in Cape Girardeau.  Great people, really cool events, they even have a hash run which goes through the city and has beer stops, I’m in a non-drinking phase so I opted out, but went for the start, they had like 30 people show up!  Very cool!
I give my first talk today at the South Eastern University of Missouri!  Yay!  I did a trail build yesterday at the Trail of Tears State Park, very cool, I never knew so much went into building a trail, now I know=)

Aloha for now, tomorrow I am getting a ride to St. Louis, then taking the Katy trail from St. Louis to Springfield, good times=)