A number of riders have faced some personal challenges this week. One was felled by an intense headache. Another fainted (not while riding the bike). And another got word that his 100 year-old mother had passed away. In each case, this community of bikers mobilized to help. For most riders, the “non-cycling” aspects of the Fuller Center Bike Adventure are the most impactful, not only for the riders, but also for the support staff.
By Mike Rutherford
By Beth Batchelor
It’s been just about a year since my last Fuller Center Bike Adventure ride. After joining Parks and Peaks for the beginning of segment 5, I am quickly reminded of what makes this such an unique experience. Yes, we are raising funds to provide affordable housing to those in need. Yes, we are riding our bikes through some incredible places. But the most unique experience, one which isn’t found in every day life, is this community.
Written by: Jeff Bracken
Greetings from Pocatello, ID! Last week, we rode through rain, sleet, hail, and snow. Yesterday we rode (several of us walked) through 15 miles of rocks, mud, and thick sand (yes, that means people actually walked almost 15 miles, myself included). Today, we set out for our 88 mile ride with the temperature in the low 40s, and a few miles in, it starts to rain a little. “Seriously??? Can we catch a break,” I vented to myself. And then we did. The sky cleared, the temps rose to high 60s/low 70s, and we rode on beautiful back country roads with vast farmlands all around, reminding me of back home in KY, except without the hills.
By AJ Haney
Today’s ride was challenging in so many ways; the distance, the elevation, and mostly the wind played a major role in being successful in completing the journey.
By Dave Perry
By John Johnson
I really missed this group. Sometimes when you’re away, you get so busy with life that you forge tto breathe. From the day you see familiar faces and start seeing new ones, the FCBA renews your soul. It’s easy to start being a part of the group, even if you’ve been away.
By Courtney Fields
Today is our last riding day with Dave and Diane Maidts, and I’m thankful that I was able to experience two weeks with this awesome couple. Not only did they share their love story with me, but they showed me servant leadership. Diane is a veteran rider, and she has the best listening ear. If we’re having dinner with a church, she is the first person you’ll find chatting away with someone she just met like they were lifelong friends. And Dave, he may seem quiet, but he’s playful, insanely smart, and incredibly helpful. After a long day of supporting, Dave goes above and beyond by working until every single thing is unloaded into the church.
By Dan Zassick
Everyday I get on my bike saddle, and everyday I am reminded of the previous 1000 some odd miles my legs have slugged me though to get from Portland, OR all the way on down here to Las Vegas. It hurts. My butt hurts. My shoulders ache. And usually somewhere between 35 and 40 miles my knee reminds me that it didn’t want to be left out of the party and starts to hurt too. And yet we persist. Every day we get right back on that bike and we press on.