Meeting the Kansas Locals: Day 36

Kansas from the eyes of a man who found me on the side of the road and welcomed me into his home. He liked guns, shooten most animals, dranken Mickey’s and a home made concoction called Bounce, and I think he liked cats and dogs quite a bit too.

05/25 (Day 36)

It was a pretty long night. I was too exhausted to sleep well. The 30 mph winds were relentless, blowing through the trees and shaking the shed. The noise from that along with all the turkeys, guinea fowl, and chickens, cawing, yelping, and shrieking made it difficult to get solid sleep. I was also very hot in my sleeping bag. My legs and my butt were overheated. The couple of times I woke up throughout the night I managed to get some water into my shaky weak body with the intentions of waking up hydrated. My stomach handled it well, which was good news. I got up at 6:00 to go pee and could barely move but when I woke up again around 7:30 with the sun up I felt a lot better.

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Hitting my Limits: Day 35

05/24 (Day 35)


Well it was a pretty good night of sleep. I stayed up until 1:00 writing and I was exhausted when I went to bed. I could have gone to sleep four or five hours earlier. I woke up this morning around 7:15 with the wind howling away and was beyond exhausted. I went outside to go to the bathroom and crawled back into my tent to sleep for another hour before waking up again at 8:30 and amazingly enough was excited for the day. The goal in my mind is to make it 78 miles. The Kansas border is 20 miles east and the wind is coming from the south at 29 mph. Sever thunderstorms are in the forecast but again I am for some reason very excited for the day. The weatherman is telling me it is supposed to be hot, maybe 85 degrees, but I’m not sure if that will be noticeable with the wind blasting. Every pedal will get me a little bit further. Every 600 or so pedals will get me another mile.

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Barefoot Pedaling and Heavy Winds: Day 33 and 34

05/22 (Day 33)

My body felt as if there was a party balloon full of happiness expanding inside me ready to burst as I pedaled along the open Colorado road bare foot and bare chested.

Inspired again to be on my bicycle, I was flooded with joy. A bike is a magical thing and I often find that I can cure any boredom, or sadness of any sort just by getting on a bike and going for a ride. It’s fun, good for you, and good for the planet. What a great combination.

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Rob Greenfield Seed Bombs

Friends, Fun, Planting Seeds, and Cycling in Denver: Days 30 – 32

05/19 – 05/21 (Days 30-32)

Chucking Seed Bombs!

Sunday was possibly my first relaxing day since I left San Francisco. My friends Wes and Adam helped throw a get together at Washington Park and it was heart warming to spend time with friends. Some people I had met online made over 1,300 seed bombs for us to plant and five of us rode our bikes around Denver for part of the afternoon mostly along the bike path and we planted over 500 seed bombs full of Daisy, Poppy and Corn Flower seeds. It was really great to go on a casual bike ride on the beautiful bike path on a pleasant Sunday Afternoon. Then we headed back to the park to meet up with a bunch of people and I made a lot of new friends. We had some blankets laid out and we just chilled in the park. I felt like it was one of the most enjoyable days yet this summer. It was so nice to just hang out and enjoy the company of good people. We played guitar and Frisbee, told stories, and just relaxed in the park. When the sun went down and it got chilly a bunch of us headed back to Andy’s house and the fun continued.

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Barefoot for Sustainability

Barefootin’ 4 Sustainability

I’m cycling barefoot on my bamboo bike from Denver to Kansas City.


To raise some dolla dolla bills ya’ll. For sustainability that is! Let’s join together to create a healthier happier planet! I am raising money for 1% for the Planet grass-root organizations that will truly make the world a better place with your mo

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Community Cycles then Off to Denver: Day 29

05/18 (Day 29)

I woke up and got busy, preparing myself for a morning in Boulder and a 30-mile ride to Denver. I weighed and assessed my trash created since Salt Lake City 11 days back and found that I had created .9 pounds (14.5 ounces). That is less than 1/10th of a pound per day. The waste consisted of receipts, a box, a few pieces of food packaging. Of all that 95% was recyclable. At this point on Day 29 I have created a total of 3.8 pounds of waste and have been able to recycle 95% of it leaving me with just a couple ounces of actual trash to carry across the country.

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Boulder Steals my Heart: Day 28

Boulder, Colorado you have stolen my heart!

05/17 (Day 28)

For lunch I met with Quayle Hodek and Tom J Drzewiecki of Renewable Choice an exquisite company based out of Boulder. Quayle is the founder and runs this business in an extremely impressive manner. Both Quayle and Tom are alumni of The Southwestern Company, as am I, which means the three of us spent our summers during college selling educational books door to door working 80+ hour weeks for 14 weeks straight. Many of the most successful people I know worked for Southwestern as a college student. Renewable Choice Energy provides sustainability consulting services to help their clients measure, understand, and offset their environmental impact. A main priority of theirs is to get large corporations using wind and solar energy rather than energy from fossil fuels. For many companies including Facebook they help them to build solar and wind farms as they expand sometimes on site using the electricity directly and other times off site to offset the energy they use. Both Quayle and Tom impressed the heck out of me and I will undoubtedly be coming back to Boulder to learn more from them. Tom has cycled most of the route from Alaska to Argentina and we spent a good portion of the afternoon telling stories of adventure. Two guys with brilliant minds and big smiles.

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Pedaling Through the Snow and 11,300 Feet Elevation: Day 27

05/16 (Day 27)

Minutes after I hit the road snow covered mounds thousands of feet above me presented themselves in a daunting manner. Rather than feeling fear I saw them as a right of passage to my freedom. Simply by pedaling one pedal at a time I would find myself climbing the snow covered mountains and I would reach the epic summit where my freedom would lay before me. From there I knew I would be seeing many miles of downhill and the great plains of the Midwest would open up to me in the near future. My challenges of frigid cold, snow, and mountain passes would be over in just a few more hours of hard pedaling. Freedom was awaiting me. I would shed my long underwear, bulky sleeping bag, and gear that would not serve a purpose on the populated eastern side of the country. Flat lands would yield easy pedaling and they were on my mind. Cities full of welcoming friends and family were in my imagination. The hardest work would be over. I felt nothing but excitement for what was to come and appreciation for the challenge that stood before me.

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