So…we just realized we never mentioned when we were actually going to begin the adventure! Gosh, it’s so easy to overlook such minute details about our trip. Anyway, the plan was to leave yesterday–and that we did. Our good friends Chris, Carli, and Bandit Mcgoff (whose family we will surely write a post about soon) dropped us off at the Chesapeake and Ohio Canal (C&O) in Williamsport, MD. From there our destination was Cumberland, WV. This was day 1.
and this picture pretty much says it all.
Here’s what happened on Day 1:
Henry wipes out huge trying to dodge innocent old man stuck in the mud
Henry’s trailer loses its holding pin (we miraculous find it in on the trail)
Sam’s trailer loses it’s major bolt 7 miles from the end of our century (100 mile day)
We nearly hit every woodland creature in existence:
Black Snake (he tried to bite us)
Tortoise (pretty easy to dodge but scary nonetheless)
Squirrel (actually ran toward us as if they were filming a Geico commercial)
Baby Deer (ran along side of Sam’s bike as if we were racing… he won)
Peter Cotton Tail (easily evaded us)
You probably don’t understand why Day 1 was such a success, because there were so many mishaps, but that is exactly what makes a good adventure. The point is, at several points we could have given up (stopped looking for lost parts, giving up on fixing broken trailer, or even stopping to heal from a nasty spill) but we didn’t! We wiped the blood out of our cuts, fixed our cursed trailers, and pushed our way through like Russel Crow in Gladiator. Henry and I have been tested. Something much larger than us was asking whether we had what it takes to go through with this trip, and we answered…