Riding Through the Rain

Written by: Rick Nowlin

Reynoldsville to Bellefonte

I took a fair weather approach today.  It started to downpour just before we were to leave from circle up in the morning.  I had already chosen to ride in the support vehicle, and I was so glad that I did.  I started riding the bike at mile 52 and finished the ride from there. I had to experience what all the others had all day long.  I got drenched and had long hills going up all the way to the church. When we arrived at the church, we were welcomed in with opening arms, snacks, and cold drinks. You can relive the ride with me here.

Reliving the Renovations

Written by: Rick Nowlin

Kansas City, MO to Warrensburg:

On the trip while in California, Arizona, New Mexico, and Colorado, I don’t remember sweating.  Today’s ride had me sweating, and my body was drenched unlike the desert where I stayed dry. Continue reading

Over the Hills

Written by: Rick Nowlin

Alamosa to La Veta

Today’s original plans for the route were to go to Walsenburg, CO but we found a host Church in La Veta instead. This church made our trip today a little shorter distance.  We crossed the Continental Divide today, and the landscape is all downhill from here as we ride through Kansas. 

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A Family who Bikes Together…

Written by Johnny Busby:

Today is June 12, 2018, and it is only my third day of riding with the Fuller Center Bicycle Adventure. Man, has it been an adventure, from road closures and detours to fighting for your space on Arizona highways, to deciding what to cook the community for dinner as part of the dinner team. I draw comfort from knowing that I’m with a community of people who are sacrificing their time and comfort to ensure everyone has affordable housing. I recall my pastor once saying if it doesn’t hurt, it’s not giving, and I tend to believe that true sacrifice should cost me. This year I get to share the adventure with my son by teaching him that it is better to give than to receive.

Written by Jarel Busby:

So, my dad and I started riding with the Fuller Center for Housing this week; this is the first time I have lived within a community of people with various backgrounds, all coming together for the same goal to end poverty housing. As a teenager, it’s inspiring seeing adults sacrifice their time to help others, and what better way to do it than on a bicycle? I love riding my bike, but I have to admit I have not ridden more than 20 miles at any one time. Now I am riding 60, 70, and 80 miles on a given day. The people I have met are awesome, so encouraging, and helpful. One of the riders, Rick, is from Denver, Colorado, too. He is a very cool guy, and a Denver Broncos fan like my dad and I. Hopefully when we are done riding with the Fuller Center we can visit him and go see a game.