Monday, July 2, 2007
Day 2 update
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Sunday, July 1, 2007
Day 1 picture
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feeding the fire
Jesse in his tent
We didn't eat much of a dinner tonight but we are all looking very forward to our sweet breakfast at camp tomorrow morning. (I am espwecially hungry after that first huge hill).
I am studying tomorrows map for a bit then reading my book then lights out.
Good night all.
Day 1 Complete
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On The Road
First snag...at 530 this morning we realized we couldn't fit all 3 bikes on the bike rack. Luckily we have the van and the fit was easy.
So far no traffic...knock on wood!
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Last Supper (in Fair Lawn)
Schwimmer and I just went out to dinner with my parents. Big Italian meal was obviously a great idea before the trip. I am full and will get a solid night of sleep.
I just finished my final packing and everything is waiting in front of the door in the living room to be packed into the van. Earlier in the day we set up the bike rack on Mitch's mom's van while Mitch was partying at a wedding.
As of right now 9:40pm the night before, I am pumped. This is going to be one heck of a trip.
I was looking around the Internet for bike jokes and this is the best I could find. I give it a 6 out of 10...
http://www.jokesnjokes.net/funny.jokes.amusing.humor.laughs/Transportation/transportation.bicycle.cycling.001.htm
Border Crossing
A man on a bike, carrying two sacks on his shoulders, was stopped by a guard while crossing the US-Mexican border.
"What's in the bags?" asked the guard.
"Sand," the cyclist replied.
"Get them off. We need to take a look."
The guard emptied the bags and found out they contained nothing but sand. The man reloaded his bags and continued across the border. A week later, the same man was crossing again with two more bags. The guard demanded to see them, and again they contained nothing but sand. This continued every week for six months, until one day the cyclist failed to appear. A few days later, that same guard ran into the cyclist in the city.
"Hey, where have you been?" the guard asked. "You sure had us wondering! We knew you were smuggling something across the border. So tell me and I won't say a word. What was it?"
The man smiled and told him the truth. "Bicycles!"
Friday, June 29, 2007
36 Hours to go

Damn I look goooooood
I will be aerodynamic (Jesse Lubin style) on the trip now and can probably go days without shampoo living in the wilderness in Vermont. Picture to come soon. Due to bluetooth complications I can't get the camera phone picture from my co-workers phone so I'll have to wait until I get home tonight.