Two somewhat similar incidents... I was near the end of solo, unsupported a double metric century on my Rambouillet-- the longest ride I'd ever made -- and I was feeling pretty damn proud of myself. As I neared home, I came upon a college- aged guy on an old touring bike that was so loaded, it was a miracle he could stay on it. This was in Ventura County in California. The rider was on the way to Belize...from Seattle! He said he was planning to stay down there a year or two, but by that point on the ride, had decided to save enough money to fly home! I offered to put him up for the night, but he was keen to do the whole trip "on his own."
Another time I was in Central California on a surf trip. An older gentleman on a mountian bike stopped near my car. Just one small saddle bag. He said he was retired, had been evicted from his place up north somewhere, and decided to ride his bike to Florida to attend his grandaughter's wedding. I tried to gave him all the cash I had (just over 20 bucks,) but he declined, saying he had been in the Marines and could take care of himself. I left the area, but turned around a few minutes later, flagged him down, and more forcefully offered the money. He admitted he was almost out of money, and accepted my modest offering. Life on the road is a lot more interesting than life at home! -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "RBW Owners Bunch" group. To post to this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch@googlegroups.com. To unsubscribe from this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch?hl=en.
