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Rocky Brown didn't have much to say today as the beauty of his riding likely kept him away from his
Pocket Mailer. In fact Kristien Shigley from the Portland Mayor's office and Portland to Eugene NBG
relay rider, Mark Chen, had been trying to contact Rocky all day so that they could determine a
route for the police escort we were trying to get for him. Whether we can still pull that off is
unknown. And yet we did hear from another newsmaker. Andrew Heckman tells us that he will be there
tomorrow July 18!! For those of you who don't know, Andrew, a new Portland resident, flew out to
Chicago to take the Chicago to Des Moines leg. As per
http://webpages.charter.net/200a/AndrewHeckman2.htm , on his first day out, just a few miles from
the Dixon, IL home he grew up in, he got hit by a car and was left for dead.
Andrew and his wife Lisa returned to Portland after he stabilized from his horrific accident because
it was the only place that would be friendly to his efforts as a cyclist working to move beyond the
prison his body had become. A true sweetheart that everyone loves, it was his winning personality
that moved him beyond almost certain death!!
Another NBG Giant who will be there tomorrow is Andrew Morton. Andrew Morton rode from Portland to
last year's NBG Fest http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Festival in honor of Andrew
Heckamn. So many Andrews and Jims -- hmmmmmmm........
And as promised after Rocky's words below, I have some more Jim Redd for you!!
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Hi Everyone!
Stopped at the Black Bear in Madra to try and pound on these little keys some more. Ordered the
Trucker's Special which came quicker than expected. It was a 1/2 lb slice of ham, 3 eggs, hash
browns, and 3 pancakes. It took me a while, but I ate the whole thing. DB was outside doing his job.
I saw several customers of the place go by with funny looks after seeing him on the back of my bike.
I already had most of the night's menu which I picked up from the little quick market. I told DB on
the way out of town that all we would need to stop for in Warm Springs for would be water and
something cool to drink, as we approached the long climb out of town in the warm late morning air.
When I reached the top it flattened out again as Mt. Hood came into view. I was heading directly
toward it. Mt. Jefferson was to the left. The Sisters mountain range was fading in a haze. I told DB
tonight we would be camping under Douglas-fir trees close to Mt. Hood in the Oregon Cascades!!
DB&me
Rockyb
Sent from Estacada, Oregon
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**Geological Wreckage**
Salt Lake City July 13, 2003
Dear Notepad,
Monte Cristo Campground, though 9,000 ft up in the Wasatch Mountains, was not as spectacular as
Mirror Lake, reflecting Bald Mountain like, well, a mirror, every morning. But neither did Monte
Cristo have the army of mechanized campers, which suited me just fine. Should I worry that I feel
more connection with the old growth spruce here than with them? Do I need therapy?
Walking through an alpine meadow near my campsite, I felt the urge to take photographs, but I had no
camera. Damn! Couldn't capture that Kodak moment! So I walked into the frame of what would have been
the photograph to investigate the living, undigitized scene and walked out with much more than a
picture. Try it sometime.
Shortly after leaving Monte Cristo, I saw a sign pointing to Mt. McKinnon saying it was exactly
9,081 ft in elevation. Even though I was already at 9,000 ft, I was compelled to take a half-mile
dirt road detour for that extra 081 ft. Why? Same reason I hiked 2 hours up Bald Mountain three days
ago. Same reason mountain climbers say they climb a mountain: because it's there. When you're so
close, nothing short of the summit will do. I stood on that treeless peak-let, just a little hill on
a big mountain, for 10 minutes and for those 10 minutes I was King of that Little Hill, surveying
the realm to the east which I had in some visceral sense made my own.
Wasatch conquered, I clipped in and headed toward the Ogden Valley, 23 miles west and 4,100 ft.
down. This freewheel was the longest and most sustained of the trip; every time I thought the road
was going to level out, it took a dive around a bend and another view of the mountains unfolded. The
grade started steep, but became moderate and I could coast brake-free, hands resting lightly on the
bar extenders. Wow! What a feeling!
One glorious descent, I tell you, curving and carving the wind back down through the canyons, the
road shadowed by spruce and oak, down, down through the fresh fragrance of pine until the sparse
growths of sage and pinyon began peppering the rounded foothills and finally blending into farmland
as I bottomed out in the heat of the Ogden Valley. There I went and sat on the floor beneath the
geology shelves in the cool of the Huntsville library to try to make sense of this jumble of
mountains and valleys I had been riding through and found that much tenure has been earned among
academics explaining to each other the origin of these landforms with diagrams of stratigraphic
processes and such.
Jim Red Bike-Writer-at-Large
Jim Redd can be found at: http://www.cyclechicago.org/pocketmail/jimredd.php
Rocky Brown can be found at:
http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/bios/rocky_bro wn.php His email on the
road is: [email protected]
If you want to start from the beginning and/or follow Jim our other NBG relay riders as they move
forward in the National Mayors' Ride at
<http://NationalBicycleGreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/schedule.php>, point to their blog at
<http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/reports.php>. All of this excitement will
al be consummated at the second annual Santa Cruz NBG Bike Fest on Sunday August 17 c/
<http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Festival>:
btw: If you want to become a rider, we WANT you!! Go to
<http://NationalBicycleGreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/getstarted.php>, to find out how!! btw2: We
have pictures from the various ride legs on line at
http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/gallery/2003Mayors btw3: If you want to see who these
cyclists are, go to <http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/bios>. ut it all
boils down to this, in my opinion: the Uintas Mountains were on their way to the Great Salt Lake
when they ran smack dab into the Wasatch Range resulting in this geological wreckage of rifts, folds
and canyons which makes for one helluva bike ride. Can I get tenure now?
MARTIN KRIEG: "Awake Again" Author c/o BikeRoute.com 79 & 86 TransAms, nonprofit Nat. Bicycle
Greenway CEO Ever wanted anything so bad U were willing to die for it? Really die? By moving thru
clinical death and reversing paralysis, *I saw God* when I answered that question.
Pocket Mailer. In fact Kristien Shigley from the Portland Mayor's office and Portland to Eugene NBG
relay rider, Mark Chen, had been trying to contact Rocky all day so that they could determine a
route for the police escort we were trying to get for him. Whether we can still pull that off is
unknown. And yet we did hear from another newsmaker. Andrew Heckman tells us that he will be there
tomorrow July 18!! For those of you who don't know, Andrew, a new Portland resident, flew out to
Chicago to take the Chicago to Des Moines leg. As per
http://webpages.charter.net/200a/AndrewHeckman2.htm , on his first day out, just a few miles from
the Dixon, IL home he grew up in, he got hit by a car and was left for dead.
Andrew and his wife Lisa returned to Portland after he stabilized from his horrific accident because
it was the only place that would be friendly to his efforts as a cyclist working to move beyond the
prison his body had become. A true sweetheart that everyone loves, it was his winning personality
that moved him beyond almost certain death!!
Another NBG Giant who will be there tomorrow is Andrew Morton. Andrew Morton rode from Portland to
last year's NBG Fest http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Festival in honor of Andrew
Heckamn. So many Andrews and Jims -- hmmmmmmm........
And as promised after Rocky's words below, I have some more Jim Redd for you!!
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
Hi Everyone!
Stopped at the Black Bear in Madra to try and pound on these little keys some more. Ordered the
Trucker's Special which came quicker than expected. It was a 1/2 lb slice of ham, 3 eggs, hash
browns, and 3 pancakes. It took me a while, but I ate the whole thing. DB was outside doing his job.
I saw several customers of the place go by with funny looks after seeing him on the back of my bike.
I already had most of the night's menu which I picked up from the little quick market. I told DB on
the way out of town that all we would need to stop for in Warm Springs for would be water and
something cool to drink, as we approached the long climb out of town in the warm late morning air.
When I reached the top it flattened out again as Mt. Hood came into view. I was heading directly
toward it. Mt. Jefferson was to the left. The Sisters mountain range was fading in a haze. I told DB
tonight we would be camping under Douglas-fir trees close to Mt. Hood in the Oregon Cascades!!
DB&me
Rockyb
Sent from Estacada, Oregon
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**Geological Wreckage**
Salt Lake City July 13, 2003
Dear Notepad,
Monte Cristo Campground, though 9,000 ft up in the Wasatch Mountains, was not as spectacular as
Mirror Lake, reflecting Bald Mountain like, well, a mirror, every morning. But neither did Monte
Cristo have the army of mechanized campers, which suited me just fine. Should I worry that I feel
more connection with the old growth spruce here than with them? Do I need therapy?
Walking through an alpine meadow near my campsite, I felt the urge to take photographs, but I had no
camera. Damn! Couldn't capture that Kodak moment! So I walked into the frame of what would have been
the photograph to investigate the living, undigitized scene and walked out with much more than a
picture. Try it sometime.
Shortly after leaving Monte Cristo, I saw a sign pointing to Mt. McKinnon saying it was exactly
9,081 ft in elevation. Even though I was already at 9,000 ft, I was compelled to take a half-mile
dirt road detour for that extra 081 ft. Why? Same reason I hiked 2 hours up Bald Mountain three days
ago. Same reason mountain climbers say they climb a mountain: because it's there. When you're so
close, nothing short of the summit will do. I stood on that treeless peak-let, just a little hill on
a big mountain, for 10 minutes and for those 10 minutes I was King of that Little Hill, surveying
the realm to the east which I had in some visceral sense made my own.
Wasatch conquered, I clipped in and headed toward the Ogden Valley, 23 miles west and 4,100 ft.
down. This freewheel was the longest and most sustained of the trip; every time I thought the road
was going to level out, it took a dive around a bend and another view of the mountains unfolded. The
grade started steep, but became moderate and I could coast brake-free, hands resting lightly on the
bar extenders. Wow! What a feeling!
One glorious descent, I tell you, curving and carving the wind back down through the canyons, the
road shadowed by spruce and oak, down, down through the fresh fragrance of pine until the sparse
growths of sage and pinyon began peppering the rounded foothills and finally blending into farmland
as I bottomed out in the heat of the Ogden Valley. There I went and sat on the floor beneath the
geology shelves in the cool of the Huntsville library to try to make sense of this jumble of
mountains and valleys I had been riding through and found that much tenure has been earned among
academics explaining to each other the origin of these landforms with diagrams of stratigraphic
processes and such.
Jim Red Bike-Writer-at-Large
Jim Redd can be found at: http://www.cyclechicago.org/pocketmail/jimredd.php
Rocky Brown can be found at:
http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/bios/rocky_bro wn.php His email on the
road is: [email protected]
If you want to start from the beginning and/or follow Jim our other NBG relay riders as they move
forward in the National Mayors' Ride at
<http://NationalBicycleGreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/schedule.php>, point to their blog at
<http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/reports.php>. All of this excitement will
al be consummated at the second annual Santa Cruz NBG Bike Fest on Sunday August 17 c/
<http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Festival>:
btw: If you want to become a rider, we WANT you!! Go to
<http://NationalBicycleGreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/getstarted.php>, to find out how!! btw2: We
have pictures from the various ride legs on line at
http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/gallery/2003Mayors btw3: If you want to see who these
cyclists are, go to <http://www.nationalbicyclegreenway.com/Events/Mayors_Ride/bios>. ut it all
boils down to this, in my opinion: the Uintas Mountains were on their way to the Great Salt Lake
when they ran smack dab into the Wasatch Range resulting in this geological wreckage of rifts, folds
and canyons which makes for one helluva bike ride. Can I get tenure now?
MARTIN KRIEG: "Awake Again" Author c/o BikeRoute.com 79 & 86 TransAms, nonprofit Nat. Bicycle
Greenway CEO Ever wanted anything so bad U were willing to die for it? Really die? By moving thru
clinical death and reversing paralysis, *I saw God* when I answered that question.
