Mr. Bornstein Goes to Wasington……… and CRASHES…. A lot=]

crash

All events are true as best I can discern, names of people are pretty much all changed.  Shocking how slow I am going through with this…

My re-entry back into biking close on the heels of my failed/Wildly Successful Depending How you Look at It ‘Sailing to Hawaii Expedition with Captain Lee’ (It should be registered that the boat was first owned by Mr. Larry Flint – hustler Magazine, and was bright pink=) and subsequent rescue by the Mexican Navy [another story for another time, my first sailboat ride=], was in the form of 83 mile bicycle ride with twin Ortlieb panniers on the rear Tubus rack, starting at my parents in Lancaster, PA and arriving in Baltimore, MD.

Epically fine ride, a huge chunk, I would say at least half or maybe more is possible via rail trails with BEAUTIFUL scenery and quaint everything in the small towns you pass through from time to time.  Big thank you to Mt. Gretna Bikes and Mike F. for helping me with route selection!

Sweet General Store near Glen Rock, all kinds of things….  Please do “Say” hello to the shopkeeper from me, he is a most amiable guy who looked forward to seeing me again…

My re-entry back into blogging is taken in the form of being comfortably numb from a previous evening of high speed traffic dodging on my very rad bicycle aptly named –  the Flying Mapache a.k.a. Mapache Volador, a.k.a. The Flying raccoon, beside my very rad Friend Tall P., and yes, moving forward, we change names and add nicknames and what not in order to maintain some privacy for those who might not want me bandying about all manner of personal introspect to everyone in the world…. where was I?  Im starting with a story from two days ago, if this is confusing I am truly sorry, if you are a critic of words and how to make ones thoughts sound good, do let me know as I am not…

…yes, going to a very fine eating and drinking establishment whose name completely escapes me right now and not only meeting quite a broad mix of wonderful guys and wonderfully ninja and beautiful ladies and also a brush with a gentleman of indeterminate age and yet of determined tipsy-ness with the courage of spirits mixed with a natural distrust of what I attribute to be a bit of confidence in the air that surrounds me, at any rate, to what he referred to himself as, a “street kid”, which, in my run on sentence structure that is only salvaged from horrific writing skills, style and complete lack of prose, not even knowing what the word really means, Jose Saramago does it, so whatever.

In tribute of respect to street kids, I offer you a Shout Out courtesy of Skrillex=]

I am no longer in possession of his name, the street kid with the ragged green army jacket, an ancient and raggedly greasy looking brownish cabby hat was touched off with a dark red scarf of sorts and decidedly grungy jeans, and, a rare commodity at this bar was his Irish warrior face paint, and of course he had already done a full body flex whilst yelling Im Irish and then arging.  You know, like…

“Aaaaarrrrggggghhhh”, and Im thinkin’, he really has delusions, but then, havent many of us…  He seriously had face paint and was Braveheart… “Freeeeeeedom!”.

At this point, Im loving my life as it is always so very interesting, and its all from the moments, especially ones with face paint=].

He was adamant about showing me his painting, annoyingly so, and then added with the lack of respect one should show another regardless of station, we are after all all human, we all can go mad, lose or win big, fate reserves no special spots for any save the ones claimed by those who will if only try.  Now once he began demanding money and threatening me, then it was time to turn on the boogie machine, but just a lil bit…

I put my right hand into a half fist with the middle knuckle held super tight and smashed the top of his table, which was to my right facing the bar and of course, THE BIG SCREEN TV, this one was yelling a basketball game at me and everyone in the bar would later approve of whatever happened in the game itself, the outcome of the rivalry, everyone that is except for our gay bartender, whom I only found out about him preferring guys over gals was due to a question I innocently asked a guy what he thought of televised sports, to which he replied, “I’m marrying your server.”

It kind of caught me off guard in a good way and that is why it is here on this page.

I forget what he said about televised sports.  His now Fiancee and not my bartender but my waiter STILL refused to acknowledge the fact that I do not follow, or have ever, televised sports.  I dont know why, it just is…

Anyway…

I hit the table hard enough for “Threatening dude intent on art sale’s” beer to dance a bit precariously and people at the bar either sharply look my way or casually in that obviously casual way at which point I no longer cared as I was following up my vulgar display of power [Pantera] and was now leaning over and what would happen were I to do that in the neck region of a man and besides, he doesnt even know me nor the fact Im just trying to help him tow the line for acceptable public composure so he doesnt get booted out!

Pedaling for Peace right=]capitol at night wash dc

That painting was shown to a lot of people and very forcibly so, eventually he nearly broke a bottle of wine and when realizing that it didnt break, he then stowed it in his backpack, now using exposure of theft and ergo ‘blackmail’ and not physical violence, he became much more amenable and ended up being semi well liked by all and leaving with a new pack of cigarettes from one very interesting and obviously wealthy person, a beer on the house, we all got some of that action and he wasnt kicked out which is the last thing his ego needed.  He never sold the painting which was of a rose and angel, though I never quite could make it out…

My reasoning for not exposing the wine theft….  It would of course suit his purposes and had enough dust on it that I didnt think it would be missed, so no point in causing a scene=]    That I was keeping him calm through blackmail and threat of violence in first place, you may think to yourself, this guy is nuts to be riding for peace, but you have to understand, everyone is on a different path and looks at the world differently, there are times, where i feel i have to vulgar in my power display in order to keep the peace.  If my display ever hurts another, at that point I will have failed terribly, so please dont think i would ever do more than allude to what is possible, never will I use it, further, I dont think I ever will have to, Im too much of a Chris for that to happen=]

As far as being a hypocrite, think of how many hypocrysises we suffer daily not in our best interest, all through out history, kind of Like Jefferson Signing the Declaration of Independence though he had slaves, many, many slaves….  Or The Battle of the Alamo, fought becuase the illegal US immigrants who were squatting on MEXICAN land refused to give up thier slaves, which was law in Mexico – no slaves.

You see?

But then, thats why you have me doing this, I make the hard decisions and walk/ride the narrowest line in a world where there is no reset button.

We ended up at this particular bar as it is on of the only two that Tall P. knows of that still serve him after he lost his D.L. and has yet to sally forth to claim another.

There was some commotion in the front and we found ourselves doing our best to convince a young lady that two car of lengths ahead of her is more than enough to simply pull out, I was gald she took our advice and the soft crunching, engine whine that repeated rocking the large truck behind hers with her Buick was a decidedly bad idea at the time and made her pinky swear with me that she wouldnt die or kill anyone if she actually would just stop hitting the truck behind her, but gentle hits, like 2 ton love taps asking for just a few more inches for MaMa…

——– real time while writing this ——–  My friend Jackies auto air spray thingy just went off, i jump every time now thinking about the time controlled release of toxic chemicals into the air and how we live in a world where the more shallow the more coveted to the point that killing the body to avoid a bad smell is whats up!

We rode home, this time there were no accidents and thats an important part of all this biking stuff…

You can guess the rest, we got back to his place in NE Washington and I slept on my thermarest sleeping pad on the floor in the screened in back porch and rode into downtown DC this am to now stay at Jackies house and consequently a, damn, i cant remember the name for the body contour foam space thing super comfy…

Back to Pauls Thursday I think we are going to do a movie apocalypse and see Star Trek on Thursday and Superman on Friday and then Tom Petty Saturday, oh my hells bells, what a day this is shaping up to be!

But this is from yesterday…  We need to go back 5 days…

To the beginning, that sounds kinda cheesy….no?

I arrived in an apartment complex on Oliver street with a super rad host named Danilee – couchsurfing.com, host, very cool if you never tried.  I tell you the joy of arriving to a place 83 miles after you started that morning, very cool, and that it was done in Luna Sandals, well, thats Epic.

We immediately began by reducing edges through the power of wine, I think I did some cooking and I know we did Kung Fu and handstands at the wall for around 2 hours including practicing the sword form I learned in Nor Cal from the Escrima style of martial arts.  Using my bike stand bamboo pole as the sword, which is the whole point, kickstand and dog be gone in one=]

The next day found us having a brunch with her friend who is marrying a psychiatrist from the Czech republic who is one of the foremost doctors doing research into psychedelics in a very serious way  for PTSD victims and achieving huge and most remarkable success.  I preface that statement with her husband as he does seem to be remarkable and thats why he got such a HOT girlfriend fiance, congrats and buena fortuna to them!

Good to know…. yes indeedy…

We then dropped her off at Dulles Int’l Aeropuerto and then promptly used our newly commandeered car, to scoot to Silver Spring.

It was a Jazz fest, i learned what party cups were and was happy to be the Designated Driver.

I got to see girls kissing – heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Makes me blush it does….

The next day we met a friend of a friend who just moved here from Lanai – Holla Hawaii!, to be the food and bev manager at 4 Seasons, and then went back to Danilee’s place to fix up her bike at a, get this, it tripped me out, a community TOOL library.  I’ve never heard of a community tool library.  And yet there it was and was very rad with a huge assortment of all manner of things.

It was like walking into an Amish Craftsman store decorated by a guy who obviously loved punk rock when it was hitting it’s stride in the 80’s, and we’re not going to argue over when punk was started, if you have a different date, rock n roll=]  He was a totally chill dude, had some sweet tats, and some mighty fine slick hair with the coif in the front.

I got picked up by Tall P. later that afternoon, little did I know of the events that began to unfold once I stepped into the Volvo wagon of power…

We went to his place to get me settled in, I had my two panniers and the thermarest I wrote of earlier, and upon walking in to his apartment, i was blasted by the odor of ammonia, hit me like a wall, just a clearly divided space in the fabric of everything.  I cannot do it justice by comparing it to being somehow akin to going from a complete and total slumber and some how somnabulistically meandering your way to very thin ice.

No, I cannot as it was much worse.  It was like a part of me that had never been awake now was awakened and I found I couldn’t handle the ride…

As I began to sneeze, TP – ha! Tee pee get it…

sorry

So, he was concerned for my affliction to gatos and I assured him that it was nothing of the sort, while cat dander could evoke a sneeze, it was lost in the haze of almost palpable amonia smell.  An overwhelmingly powerful blast.

We decided then I would sleep outside and I would help him get things ship shape, you see, he was in an accident, perhaps the Volvo of power, anyway, his sense of smell was rebooted and never came back online!  Like I told him, “Dude, if a chic comes over, she isnt going to last long man, this is withering at best, if she sticks it out, f’ it, marry her or run away cause she’s nuts!”.

perhaps some cranio sacral…

And then off we went, riding like madmen, but at this point we had only given the Water Pipe a test run, just enough to turbo charge the ride…

Hence the ninja like cat reflexes while riding and when the Mapache Volador [my bike] is unburdened, as some of you can imagine, it takes off, I take flight and while I firmly trust and believe the guys at Mt. Gretna Bikes when they told me everything has to be replaced, somehow, I think if i look deeper, while everyhting is not in like new condition, at all, one look at this bike and you see a tried and true, extremely tested machine, one that has endured temps above 120 to below freezing, being thrown into vehicles, dragged through brush, sliding on ice, numerous impacts at speed, being hit by cars – plural, carS and stood being lost at sea for 19 days with no rust upon reentry to rockin and rollin.

The tavern we went to, bless my heart for remembering the name, SHAWS Tavern.  Here is where things begin to blossom.

Im totally turned on by the bartender and yet with her extremely stylish haircut mohawk thing, slight gap which I find just right in the front teeth, she did not like guys.

Neither did her partner.

After many beers, many because they were all handcrafted and then brought keg by keg on the backs of ninjas trained in the highest reaches of the fabled Shang Ri La.

The city beyond the last horizon, it was good beer and there were many of them and once I got embroiled in being on the receiving end of some passive aggressive hating while still wanting a tip from Tall P, the vibe was very interesting.  Then a met a Doctorate student in some specialty from Iran, very cool young man.

After that, I pretty much remember leaving and then things fuzz a bit, not so much because of the beer so much as what is to come.

Paul would tell me two days later that I was the cornerstone of civility and never once even dared to flirt, which even I find hard to believe, like, I let not a single smile loose in a ‘hey baby’ manner.  Yeah right…

Anyway, he’s been the relatively sober upholder of accounts, so, Knight in Shining Armour for one if you please!  Good to be maturing, thats for sure=]

Here is where the physical damage to me takes place.  My reaction to hearing what happened put out a lot of different emotions, nearly passing out and vomiting was a clue to how bad it actually was=]

We were riding, this time very fast, in fact do you know that some of the fastest cars out there run on crazy high alcohol blends and have blistering speed, apparently so do I after imbibing, so much so that I turned one corner with such momentum that when the pedal hit the ground we both exploded up.  I hit the ground and did a kind bounce roll of which I have all manner of scabs directly into a stone wall, P. said that I immediately jumped to my feet and when he asked me if i was alright I would say, …”oh, its all good, you know, round the world ride and all”, at which point I pick up my bike, fall over, get up again, get on, and manage to take two strokes before doing a wheelie right over onto my back and becoming tangled in my bike as it fell on me.

What made all of this worse was the fact that my new Osprey backpack was so very ninja.  So ninja in fact that I thought nothing of doing the nights riding with a 20lb bag of kitty litter therein.  Its the first bag with the straps and buckles in the right places, everything about it makes carrying weight easy, so then you find yourself cruising around with a lot more weight than normal as it just feels right…..  Anyway…

When I went down, the bag added so much momentum to me hitting that i ended up getting road burn on both sides of my body as I bounced.  I also now want to take a moment and commend the construction of the Osprey packs, it survived with only some minor road rash holes in the lower right side, and probably saved my back, most of it anyway.

I finally made it up after this fiasco and found I could switch immediately back to my cocksure self and now was weaving all around everything, cars, people, plants, small animals…you name it.

Mr. Darwin, we have a table for one over here on a bike…

Kids, dont try this until you are very old, have all kinds of armor plating and cars are made of cotton candy and rainbow kisses.

It is at this point Mr. P. takes us down an alley of sorts to save me from myself and yet, it is out of the pan into the fire!

You see, we have to ride on a very narrow side walk and at one point there is the brick wall and a sign on a post that you have to go between.

That it is a most precise fit indeed was to be my undoing.

Most choose to walk their bikes, now earlier, I did this at very high speed and it was all good, but, as we know, the Beer Fairy [Tom Robbins, ‘B is for Beer’], had been speaking with me and we agreed about a lot of stuff, so I tried it again.

Have you ever stubbed a toe, or toes, multiple.  I have.

Many times.

There went the air freshner spray thingy again…!

So many in fact that I am a bit of a connoisseur of stubbed toes.

My speed and determination were great and while my lean calculated for the handlebars, it did not take into consideration the lower aspect of my bike and the space it inhabited and all forward momentum was placed on my right big toe when it hit the sign post.

Paul said he heard the crash and immediately came back around the corner and all he saw was the sign vibrating slightly…

I was gone.

Now, if you ever have stubbed your toe you know the pain, any children reading this, a toe stub is one of the most unpleasant things that can happen to your human body.  I am not sure why as there is a lot of unpleasantness which can be ascribed to your skin suit, but this is a rare delicacy for some reason, I think the surprise factors in largely, let me know if you reach a conclusion.

I was gone and I can only assume that my body dumped every last minutia of andreline that was stored up and I simply had to go, being in the pain that I was in, that and the fact that only just before this i had wrecked epically and waived it off as a trifle and now, well, I am most gratified and thankful to my body for completely blanking out the next couple hours and retroactively blanking out time and then bringing me back nice and easy, not to mention thankfully still a mite tipsy.

So up I go. I could now continue to ride about hopelessly and absolutely aimless in my being lost with absolutely zero reason to stop pedaling as I found myself verily alive and KICKIN!.dc streetmap

I then felt that what the night needed was a clue, as I obviously had none what so ever.

So when I spied three young very pretty ladies hanging out on their porch with one studious looking gentleman, I felt that obviously, right, obviously, I needed to introduce myself and apparently hang out, smoke a little herb, therapeutic you understand, for the toe and now whole body bruising and have a glass or two of wine.

And copious amounts of water, afterall, I lost a lot of blood from my toe and had to get fluid back in me!

The toe, the amount of blood that came out of a stubbed toe of this magnitude is epic, like someone pulled a damn plug on the body and you are on your way out a pint a minute.

I ended up with my LUNA SANADAL being full of dried blood, my foot was dried blood and the top 1/2 inch of my toe is hanging on by a flap of skin.

ewwwwwww.

They were all cool with the crazed, lost, bloody, absolute stranger on a bike and why shouldnt they be, I mean, they are only going to Howard to be high falutin lawyers and doctors, I know I would be whatever with a watching a bloodied version of me, i would run a little bit Im guessing.

We hung out for a while, more drinks, lots of stories and then when the last of them went to bed, I was offered the chance to sleep on their porch, even given a sheet, warm nights, woulda been perfect, I didnt want them to be the only house with a dude on the porch, so I split.

2.am.

still no clue where I am, So Im just riding and next thing I find myself looking at the capitol from a near distance, in my head I believe it went something like… whoa, there’s that building.  Such a pillar of thought that one.

For the next 3-6 hours, I am having trouble verifying and pinning down some key times, I rode around, in and through every angle I could lay a bead on as the streets were literally mine.

I dont know if you have ever visited our fair nations capitol, I had but remember it dimly, I only remember the girl flashing her breasts at the four of us elementary schooler’s from her dorm lodging across the way.  School tour=]

if you are like me and maybe a lil bit cautious around “the Man”, then perhaps, like me you would not find this a pleasing place to while away the hours.

I now must beg to differ.  You see, this bike ride is on deserted streets, and with the amount of patrol cars, marines and barricades all around, you would think it was a set from a zombie apocalypse movie, just no zombies, nobody really.

Top that off with big streets, incredibly well made, these are avenues for the capitol of the country!  And when you then rest your gaze on some of the most powerful masonry work in our country, it is a sight to behold and thanks to the beauty of the whole situation, the marines and police, whom while watchful, gave out head nobs and a measured respect which made for all the better of a tour de DC!

I recommend the tour de DC while comfortably numb from 2.30-around 5.

Its a wonderful thing to be cruising on a bicycle and watching the corridors of power come to life.  I saw The Lincoln Monument, George Washington Monument, it was all in scaffolding and no longer represented a phallus so much, the IRS building, Capitol Hill, White House, it was rad and the use of all those “names” now brings this blog under scrutiny… Im riding amongst all these are fortresses, amazing grand structures that invoke an other worldliness about them, a sheer break from scale in how massive they are, as though they seek to copy the zen imprint of a mountain.  Again, the streets are empty of people, its a blessing for a person on a bike that loves roads.

There came at one point, where I was just riding around a city block in the downtown area near the Capitol building, it was some kind of park and the the way the streets flowed around it it was like a park in a flat surface velodrome, too complicated, the roads formed a track and there I was doing circuit riding, faster and faster with every pass, I expect that seeing as I was truly the only non paramilitary should for a mile at least, I must have been on quite a few cameras attached to lots of 3 letter companies filled wit company men.

As the sun began to rise the city came to life, it was magical in its own way, these massive blocks of stone, modern day super fortresses, slowly breathing in and out, faster and faster as the sun climbs and lattes spill and the powder of health donuts with reduced calories vanish three at a time all over town.

I rode around the “Ellipse” many, many, many times… it was just so velodramus, wat could I do?  Ni modo!

At this point, having had no success in raising either Jacqueline [ignored me] or Paul [phone “dead”] from borrowed cell phones, I decided to get a hostel at Hostelling International, which was very epic indeed and the staff was super friendly, to include some of the texts to my friends like this gem:

5.30am – Chris in my lobby can you pick him up from 1009 11st NW. he also have his bike

I got a room when the day managers came in at 6, gave me a whole two days for the price of one, sweet, although I would eventually track down Jackie as I went straight to the computer and then she replied and it turns out I was only two blocks away from her place… sweet!

The clerk offered me a refund as I had only been there for 15 minutes and a vegan sub at subway, happy boy=]

Im seeing the light.  Its all about truly seeing and then seizing the moment.  Like our Kung Fu mantra Danilee and I tirelessly repeated, “No Hesitation!”.

As long as I fill my days with intense exercise [half of them at least, the other half for reminding myself why I push myself so hard=], speaking to others and trying to guide situations to every ones best benefit, always keeping safe kids and happy planet as a goal and making everything a potential adventure.  I cannot fail to be a player in a the huge Game of Life and to be a player for “good”.  none of us can fail, we simply need to become re-invigorated, to realize that the moments tat are passing you by are gone FOREVER, you cannot wait till such and such a date to do this and that, you arent even guaranteed to be alive!

All your moments are leading up to one final moment.  The last moment of your life and no mater what is happening hduring your final moment, you will see all moments that have made an impact on your life to that point.  It is that final moment where we send OURSELVES to heaven or hell, we regret what we did with the time given to us or we rejoice and go with a smile.  Either way, it is our call, it is up to us each day to prepare for this one moment in time where we learn a big answer to a huge question.

Aloha=]

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Vegas is gone, welcome back to the real world…

During the week we were at Interbike nine people were murdered in my hometown (that I know about) and a friend of mine is missing… Welcome back home, right?

I have no idea how many times we were asked during this massive convention about our motivation for riding around the world on our bikes, having no home, spreading the word of an ideal for having peace in this world. Surrounded by hardcore cyclists from all over it actually sounds like the most obvious thing to do: leaving everything for living the dream of cruising around on a bike, can any cyclist out there think of anything better?

However, in that ambient of passion and adventure, it’s easy to focus only on the bright side, on the thrill, the challenge and the fun. While that is definitelly a major motivation and it IS incredibly fun and exciting, Pedaling for Peace is for me a desperate measure.

Better said, a measure not to become desperate.

When I joined this adventure I received all kind of comments from my friends and family. Many of them, actually, not very encouraging. They were scared and worried imaging little me riding across wild Mexico. I was scared and worried too. I am.
One friend told me that it is not possible to create peace by riding a bike, that if it was so easy the world would be different… Hmm…

Well, I know that. I never thought otherwise.
But I also know I can’t sit still and carry my everyday life while people are killing eachother on a regular basis for money and pride. Let this be my tool for rebeling from a society where disfunctional is normal. Let this be a peacefull mean for change, so while most likely we won’t get to experience peace in the world, maybe we get to find peace within ourselves.

I am not there yet. At all. I am angry. I am scared. I think about my missing friend and am filled with impotence. And the biggest challenge, the most important one is snapping out of it. I refuse to feed this masive state of fear that covers the world.

So we post our little recipes, we smile to people around us while riding, letting them think we’re silly, we plant a garden here and there and maybe at the end of the day, we can sleep knowing we did something. Because as far as I’m concerned small actions matter. And I believe the biggest change can be done with the small action of being happy and at peace.

I believe a smile is more powerful than a gun.

Super Simple Guide to being Healthy – Basic fundamentals.

Aloha!  This is a wonderful life you are living and even though it may at times be easy to forget, do keep in mind that you are now reading an article, on the world wide web about being healthy.  Therein lies the proof that life is, for the most part, going swimmingly.  This is a small sampling of tips to slowly work into your everyday life.  Key thought here is to slowly work them in, no rush, no worries, slowly make different choices to give you a richer experience and hopefully a bit more peace and joy that you can then pass on to others!

1.  You ARE what YOU EAT!  Try to eat only the healthiest foods you can find, try to have the foods be whole and organic.  If you feel the need to eat and have meat, allow it to be one of the smallest parts of your diet, again, ensuring it is from the best place possible, as good as can be when the place is made for slaughtering a live animal and then cutting it into smaller parts.  Organic and local is a key!

2.  In general, cow milk in whatever form is best when avoided as it really has no upside where the human body is concerned, you can get more readily absorbent calcium in many other forms.  What other animal in nature drinks milk after its formative years?  (You’re an animal, I promise, the rules apply to YOU!)

3.  Go barefoot whenever you can and wherever you can as often as you can.

4.  Drink more water than you currently do (for average person who does not drink nearly enough water), you want at least 4 litres per day.  It is best if this water comes direct from the earth to you, the more man messes with it, the worse off it usually is.  Start your day, i.e. First thing upon waking, two large glasses of water.  Do it for a month and tell me you’re not stoked=]

5.  The things that cause you stress should be dealt with immediately.  Try to grow to the point where nothing causes you stress.  This may mean letting go of things, do not confuse this with running away from things, which will only increase stress in the long run. To react in the same manner towards an unpaid bill as you would to the gravity of a wild animal attack is not helpful and unhealthy.  Place your world in perspective and re-establish a baseline for stress in your world.  Killing all the wild animals that can attack is not the answer.

6.  Take care of your teeth everyday.  This will of course include floss and brushing the back of your front teeth…. I always get that one wrong when I see the dentist….

7.  Spend more time outdoors than indoors, unless you live in an inhospitable climate…. and then, ask yourself why you live there if you do not like being outside, and then move (animals do this, they call it – migration, you’re still an animal=).

8.  Grow a plant.  It does wonders for your inner workings and your view on the world.  You’d be amazed to learn the journey of most of the things you use come from and how they live before you use them (your food, many of your clothes – cotton, the wood for the roof over your head etc.!).  Perspective changing to say the very least.

9.  Exercise regularly.  This means accelerating your heart rate for a length of time in a way that has positive long term impact on your body.  Master Bruce Lee trained with the intention of being/doing more than the day before.  You were MADE to move, and fast in all environments on this planet, the more natural the better.  Start is a gym and a pool, graduate to the Ocean and Wilderness.  Tarzan trained in a Jungle and he is rad.

10.  Meditate regularly, this can be in whatever form you like, it is just like working out the body, except you focus on the mind and not holding onto, or following thoughts, instead, your goal is to merely be the vessel for the cascade of thoughts, never the thoughts themselves. Let them come and go like clouds in the sky, be the sky, not the clouds.

11.  Be ever willing to try something new.  Evolution is the constant push of living creatures (plants, animals-which you still are, fungi, protists, archaea, and bacteria…etc?) boundaries.  Once you stop pushing your boundaries, you are no longer serving an evolutionary purpose and will begin, by simply not doing, to write yourself out of the flow of life as the rest of the living world continue to push theirs.  It truly is never too late to re-join the evolutionary process.  You need only start doing things that are good for you or bad for you, using your common sense of course and you are back in the process!  From switching to organic veggies instead of McDonalds, or riding your bicycle blindfolded in rush hour traffic, you are back in the great process of the planet – EVOLUTION!  Welcome back to LIFE!

12.  No matter what you choose to do, always make room to love another LIVING entity.  No matter how annoying the pet or the person, you will miss them when they are gone…  everything living thing is unique and if take a moment to get to “know” any living thing, it really changes you profoundly, try it, regularly in your search for love.  Say Aloha, Hello, Good Day, Hola – nearly complete list here, to all whom you should be so fortunate as to have cross your path!

13.  Try your best to ditch your T.V., if you have trouble doing this, even for a day or a week, then, well, you know=]

14.  Turn on airplane mode to reduce zapping yourself in all of your electronics when you are not on them.  Studies are showing an incase in tumors, brittle bones and impotence/lowered sperm counts for men and a I am sure as the years roll by a host of ailments will surface.

15.  Chew your food your age.  If you are 30, chew thirty times before swallowing, if you are ten, you can get away with ten.  As you age, your bodies ability to process food declines for a multitude of factors.  One of the most prominent factors is that we neglect to chew our food.  This puts a tremendous burden on the stomach as it has no teeth!  Whenever, ok, most of the time, when I see an interview with a centenarian or very aged person, almost always when asked thier secret, one of the ones they give is chewing ones food!  Well, doh!  Who you gonna believe, the moron laughin at me while eating McDonañds or the 120 French lady drinking wine and smoking additive free cigarrettes?
Exactly!

16.  Read labels and dont buy things you dont understand?  Ifthe words are two big, chances are you are eating a food like substance andmnot actually a food. Mthis is fine for androids and people like things, but not for actual humans.  Also, Its not just what it doesnt contain, but what it does and vice versa, dont allow yourself to be misled!  Splenda started as an ant killer – true story.  Many things are not healthy for you, but still get the gobernment O.K.  I spelled it that way on purpose.

17.  Make veggies fruits nuts and whole grains a bigger part of your diet than meat and dairy, we coved it already, but I want to make sure you get it… According to Dr. Fuhrman whos popular site, http://www.Drfurhman.com, and this is a paraphrase of what he wrote with my silliness included, that being said, the facts are the facts and I nor he tampered with them!

There are now over a thousand studies documenting the effects of saturated fats (animal fats) and thier very negative effects on the human machine in that they are the number one way that fat soluble petrodhemicals such as PCBs and Dioxin, along with toxic elements such as Mercury – the stuff that is so toxic if it spills in a school or other public place, and by spill Im talking a thermometer breaks, that area is closed off, TOXIC stu.  Well, this stuff is most mostly absorbed by humans through the consumption of Animal products, makes sense right, that what has the saturated fat! Specifically and in this order, Fish, Dairy, Meat (cow, pig, lamb, chihuahua, hey, you eat it, Im vegan, dont look at me!), and lastly poultry.  Fish may be a bummer for people to hear, and yet, have you checked on the current state of the ocean!  Good lord, sing praise you can still eat fish!  Dairy, milk, ice cream, ETC… another bummer, but hey, if you take a look at how milk is made, you have to figure that killing all those baby cows would come back and bite you somehow!

18.  Read books books that are interesting but different from what you would normally read, keep your mind active and it will do its best to keep you well.

19.  Travel, near or far, best if you can get out of your comfort zone and really go somewhere far. Mthe farther you go, the less likely you can rationalize the trip away.  People are people wherever you go.  If you dont go, you wont know, so travel!

20.  Use your weaker hand for stuff you commonly do when you have time, strengthens the brain.  Things such as brushing your teeth, washing your body, eating etc..


Super Simple Guide to being Healthy – Basic fundamentals.

Aloha!  This is a wonderful life you are living and even though it may at times be easy to forget, do keep in mind that you are now reading an article, on the world wide web about being healthy.  Therein lies the proof that life is, for the most part, going swimmingly.  This is a small sampling of tips to slowly work into your everyday life.  Key thought here is to slowly work them in, no rush, no worries, slowly make different choices to give you a richer experience and hopefully a bit more peace and joy that you can then pass on to others!

1.  You ARE what YOU EAT!  Try to eat only the healthiest foods you can find, try to have the foods be whole and organic.  If you feel the need to eat and have meat, allow it to be one of the smallest parts of your diet, again, ensuring it is from the best place possible, as good as can be when the place is made for slaughtering a live animal and then cutting it into smaller parts.  Organic and local is a key!

2.  In general, cow milk in whatever form is best when avoided as it really has no upside where the human body is concerned, you can get more readily absorbent calcium in many other forms.  What other animal in nature drinks milk after its formative years?  (You’re an animal, I promise, the rules apply to YOU!)

3.  Go barefoot whenever you can and wherever you can as often as you can.

4.  Drink more water than you currently do (for average person who does not drink nearly enough water), you want at least 4 litres per day.  It is best if this water comes direct from the earth to you, the more man messes with it, the worse off it usually is.  Start your day, i.e. First thing upon waking, two large glasses of water.  Do it for a month and tell me you’re not stoked=]

5.  The things that cause you stress should be dealt with immediately.  Try to grow to the point where nothing causes you stress.  This may mean letting go of things, do not confuse this with running away from things, which will only increase stress in the long run. To react in the same manner towards an unpaid bill as you would to the gravity of a wild animal attack is not helpful and unhealthy.  Place your world in perspective and re-establish a baseline for stress in your world.  Killing all the wild animals that can attack is not the answer.

6.  Take care of your teeth everyday.  This will of course include floss and brushing the back of your front teeth…. I always get that one wrong when I see the dentist….

7.  Spend more time outdoors than indoors, unless you live in an inhospitable climate…. and then, ask yourself why you live there if you do not like being outside, and then move (animals do this, they call it – migration, you’re still an animal=).

8.  Grow a plant.  It does wonders for your inner workings and your view on the world.  You’d be amazed to learn the journey of most of the things you use come from and how they live before you use them (your food, many of your clothes – cotton, the wood for the roof over your head etc.!).  Perspective changing to say the very least.

9.  Exercise regularly.  This means accelerating your heart rate for a length of time in a way that has positive long term impact on your body.  Master Bruce Lee trained with the intention of being/doing more than the day before.  You were MADE to move, and fast in all environments on this planet, the more natural the better.  Start is a gym and a pool, graduate to the Ocean and Wilderness.  Tarzan trained in a Jungle and he is rad.

10.  Meditate regularly, this can be in whatever form you like, it is just like working out the body, except you focus on the mind and not holding onto, or following thoughts, instead, your goal is to merely be the vessel for the cascade of thoughts, never the thoughts themselves. Let them come and go like clouds in the sky, be the sky, not the clouds.

11.  Be ever willing to try something new.  Evolution is the constant push of living creatures (plants, animals-which you still are, fungi, protists, archaea, and bacteria…etc?) boundaries.  Once you stop pushing your boundaries, you are no longer serving an evolutionary purpose and will begin, by simply not doing, to write yourself out of the flow of life as the rest of the living world continue to push theirs.  It truly is never too late to re-join the evolutionary process.  You need only start doing things that are good for you or bad for you, using your common sense of course and you are back in the process!  From switching to organic veggies instead of McDonalds, or riding your bicycle blindfolded in rush hour traffic, you are back in the great process of the planet – EVOLUTION!  Welcome back to LIFE!

12.  No matter what you choose to do, always make room to love another LIVING entity.  No matter how annoying the pet or the person, you will miss them when they are gone…  everything living thing is unique and if take a moment to get to “know” any living thing, it really changes you profoundly, try it, regularly in your search for love.  Say Aloha, Hello, Good Day, Hola – nearly complete list here, to all whom you should be so fortunate as to have cross your path!

13.  Try your best to ditch your T.V., if you have trouble doing this, even for a day or a week, then, well, you know=]

14.  Turn on airplane mode to reduce zapping yourself in all of your electronics when you are not on them.  Studies are showing an incase in tumors, brittle bones and impotence/lowered sperm counts for men and a I am sure as the years roll by a host of ailments will surface.

15.  Chew your food your age.  If you are 30, chew thirty times before swallowing, if you are ten, you can get away with ten.  As you age, your bodies ability to process food declines for a multitude of factors.  One of the most prominent factors is that we neglect to chew our food.  This puts a tremendous burden on the stomach as it has no teeth!  Whenever, ok, most of the time, when I see an interview with a centenarian or very aged person, almost always when asked thier secret, one of the ones they give is chewing ones food!  Well, doh!  Who you gonna believe, the moron laughin at me while eating McDonañds or the 120 French lady drinking wine and smoking additive free cigarrettes?
Exactly!

16.  Read labels and dont buy things you dont understand?  Ifthe words are two big, chances are you are eating a food like substance andmnot actually a food. Mthis is fine for androids and people like things, but not for actual humans.  Also, Its not just what it doesnt contain, but what it does and vice versa, dont allow yourself to be misled!  Splenda started as an ant killer – true story.  Many things are not healthy for you, but still get the gobernment O.K.  I spelled it that way on purpose.

17.  Make veggies fruits nuts and whole grains a bigger part of your diet than meat and dairy, we coved it already, but I want to make sure you get it… According to Dr. Fuhrman whos popular site, http://www.Drfurhman.com, and this is a paraphrase of what he wrote with my silliness included, that being said, the facts are the facts and I nor he tampered with them!

There are now over a thousand studies documenting the effects of saturated fats (animal fats) and thier very negative effects on the human machine in that they are the number one way that fat soluble petrodhemicals such as PCBs and Dioxin, along with toxic elements such as Mercury – the stuff that is so toxic if it spills in a school or other public place, and by spill Im talking a thermometer breaks, that area is closed off, TOXIC stu.  Well, this stuff is most mostly absorbed by humans through the consumption of Animal products, makes sense right, that what has the saturated fat! Specifically and in this order, Fish, Dairy, Meat (cow, pig, lamb, chihuahua, hey, you eat it, Im vegan, dont look at me!), and lastly poultry.  Fish may be a bummer for people to hear, and yet, have you checked on the current state of the ocean!  Good lord, sing praise you can still eat fish!  Dairy, milk, ice cream, ETC… another bummer, but hey, if you take a look at how milk is made, you have to figure that killing all those baby cows would come back and bite you somehow!

18.  Read books books that are interesting but different from what you would normally read, keep your mind active and it will do its best to keep you well.

19.  Travel, near or far, best if you can get out of your comfort zone and really go somewhere far. Mthe farther you go, the less likely you can rationalize the trip away.  People are people wherever you go.  If you dont go, you wont know, so travel!

20.  Use your weaker hand for stuff you commonly do when you have time, strengthens the brain.  Things such as brushing your teeth, washing your body, eating etc..


Aloha, still here, still on the mission=)

I havent written about my ride because they have all been in and around Ventura and Ojai, I just keep bouncing between the two and last night I finally had a really really solid dream, a wild magical dream…..  but first, a word from our sponsors…. HA!

My bike is now running Schwalbe 45 tyres (sexy British style spelling), an Easton E50 front racing rim and thanks to Chris (sponsored rider for American Heart  Association, doing the good work and keeping your kids educated on health in schools) and Eric (Doing the good work and keeping PETA up and running smoothly on the West Coast, someone has to keep you all informed on how people kill your supper and enslave beasts for your entertainment) cleaning out my 140lb, I am now down to a more realistic 60-70lbs.

The ninja as changed and I am loving riding around this area.  I have been to the hotsprings so many times I dare not count any longer, very healing with a river running along side it=)

I have been eating amazing food between these two spots, Ventura and Ojai, lost of locally grown organic goodness and now i am also utilizing this time to rid myself once and for all of this cough/mucus thingy, I put out enough mucus a day to frost 90 to 120 cupcakes heavily, it’s absolutely ridiculous, ABSURD!  At least the frosting is becoming all clear which I am told is a good sign.

I received a healing treatment yesterday, energy work,  I did not know what to expect, I’ve gotten many acupuncture treatments, many massages, lots of work done, nothing like this.  I really didnt feel anything during the session outside of a general sense of well being, at one point my breathing really dropped….  She told me that something may come up for me, maybe a dream, in fact, she had suggested i ask for a sign, or something, I may be mincing words now, I ask for something such as a dream, well, a dream is exactly what I got….

And now, here it is for you all to help me figure out what is meant by it=)

I was in a house and of course, as the distnce between the dream and dreamer widens, so do the details become more blurry, hence pen and paper beside the bed….

I was in a house helping my Chinese Medicine/Kung Fu teacher clean it, apparently it was his house, there was someone else helping clean as well.  i was in a patch of grass pulling weeds and grabbed a couple of mushrooms which dumped out a yellowish fluid I recall being sqeamish about…

I think the house was mine…..

He came out and said there was more to do and handed me a small tin heart box painted black and gold, in the shape of a heart, like the old Pennsylvannia Dutch, the Amish style painting=)

He said it was full of meat and cheese, both had been there for a while, he kept them there as a way to fight off his urge to eat them, but they were surely rotten by now and it was my job to clean it out.

I looked for something to put the mess in and found a plate, I placed the heart shaped box on the plate and begin walking, as I did I noticed a white sac flopped out of the front of the box and rested on the plate, almost like a bulbous white tongue…

Next thing I knew, little baby turtles were coming out of this, when I say little, they were TINY, teeny weeney, no bigger than my pinky finger, no, no bigger than the nail on my pinky finger after I’ve chewed it down a bit, not even now that I am looking at it, maybe no bigger than the part of the pencil point below the yellow and above the lead (which we all know if now graphite due to poisoning concerns=)

They werent the fastest given their diminutive size, BUT, I was in such a state of shock that they were falling off the plate and I had to very carefully get them back on…

I was very suprised and stoked and immediatley begin yelling for my teacher and about this time, the sandman went away and there I was waking up in Bens’ home in Ojai….

Ben from Brittain, ridden the Kiwi coast from top to bottom 3 times, Aloha Ben, thanks for letting me stay and dream about turtles!!!!!!!!!!!

I seem to recall 5 in all, some of them

Killer Amoebas From outer Space…

My gandpa used to say that all the time, got watch out for those killer amoebas…

Yeah, guess so.

Leaving San Fran was tough for me, i really love the city, like a big city made of little towns, people are friendly, people seem largely happy, except when they drive, cars somehow make people mad ultimately, I am still working on this, so we are in theory only.

I made it to the happy town of Half Moon bay with little to no trouble, nice ride, LOTSA hills.

I did some ninja camping on a cliff overlooking the ocean and had quite a night re-adjusting to my mummy sleeping bag/bivvy sac.  I tossed and turned so much I cant remember actually sleeping, and yet, i rode to Santa Cruz the next day, so i must have done something at some point=)

The ride from Half Moon Bay to Santa Cruz was interesting at best, you know, i need to be more of a man anyway, it was interesting.  It is rare that I have had to pedal DOWNHILL, and yet there I was, of course, the extreme headwind was backed up by the ever popular, steady cold drizzle/blast or hard rain.

Absolutely nothing like it to get me screaming at God the sky, wind, rain, basically showing people how truly inept at being one with the planet I am.

I am staying with some of the raddest people here in Santa Cruz, it’s beautiful, things keep coming together more and more and more.  I’m not sure HOW this is going to come together, but for sure it is, apparently i am mean to…

 

O.K., I love Santa Cruz, also, i am learning what it is to be en-guarde.  these bike theives are so super smooth and fast, like waaay beyond ninja fast, So far my under saddle bag is gone and all my lights.  Strange in a way, one of the most chill laid back places, and yet the bike crime is ridiculous, not just me and my sob story, I was talking with the Bike co-op, the Bike Church Santa Cruz and they get broken into with a regularity to the point they have some hard core window dressing….

K, time to talk to the guys at Spokesman, i need a tube, it was stolen…..=)

Aha! Now I’ve got it! Celibacy is needed to round out the Ninja….

Celibacy, thats the key that I have been missing, at least, thats what I believe, and I am not coming at this from a positive or negative, I think it may be part of the underlying fabric of things that huge adventures to bring about some change, or exploring love with another, requires an equal amount of energy and, at least for this soul, it is a option “A” or “B”, not, however “A,B”.  I will have to do some research on this to be sure if I am knocking on the right door, it kind of came to me as I was thinking about my trip thus far…

See, I allowed my self the luxury of riding across the states without having to DO anything BUT, make it across to CA from PA. My reasoning behind this was to ensure that I would finish the ride, my only pressure was making it….  You know, I have never done this before.

Well, here I am.  Given what I want to do, now I have to go into the trip I was just on and the overall outcome based on what I was doing and then based on how that would play into things if I would have started my mission already…

Time to look at the tale of the tape starting with the first Celibate hero, that comes to mind…

Jim Jarmusch made a recent film which I dare not launch into conjecture about what the aim was, the very filming was so epic, that, no matter how many times I watch it I end up in the same mind space, the man, Mr. Jarmusch, is truly amazing, then you get into Deadman and  Down By Law, I never even saw Ghost Dog, was told it was rad…  well…… blah blah blah, amazing.

Limits of Control is the movie which defies my ability to explain, not defies, there is just no point, you, must see it.  Focus…..  The main character, or the pivotal role was played by, well, i refer to him as James Bond for the illumined, in one part fo the movie you learn that when it comes to him being confronted by a  knockout lying naked on his bed holding a gun on him, she asks if he wants to… you know….. he states, “never while I’m working”….

Line 6 of the Epic Poem/song, Impossible Dream, “…To love, pure and chaste, from afar,…”

Laundry list of persons real and imagined which could only do their good as long as they were sleeping single….

Batman, Red Sonja(could best nearly any moratl man as long as she did not lay with one), Jughead, Judge Dredd, Wallace from Sin City, Eddie Murphy in “The Golden Child” was told by the Buddhist Master he must stay celibate to complete the task, Sir Gawain, Sherlock Holmes, Tintin, Dumbledor (Harry Potter), Dr. Who (British, Tardis, time travel), Secret Agent – aka – Danger Man, LADY GAGA!!!!!(one of the very few “public” people I would go on a date with=), The Lone Ranger, The Green Hornet, Jesus, Master Chief in Halo (gotta love the backstories, his celibacy comes from too many operations from all his injuries, one of the side effects), Ghandi, Newton, Nikola Tesla, Joan of Arc, Lawrence of Arabia, Et Cetera.

So, for me to come to this idea, apparently, I am in good company.

I must say, this San Francisco experience is becoming more and more trippy, Thursday I roll….=)

Part of me thought I might find that special someone and would be able to settle down once I got my peace initiative well underway and rolling on its own steam, in the thinking I have been allowed to do, here, in San Fran, thinking about my entire trip, my whole life…

I’m beginning to think I dont want to find”the one”, or anyone, I dont think I ever did, I know that I did not want to be alone, and yet, I no longer feel alone and when I am alone it seems things go my way, as soon as I connect in with another, things go a decidedly different direction….

I don’t want to find the one, I just want to save the world so everyone else can….