Eons ago the humans travelled with a woman they code named “Armpit Height”. She was a petite woman who, among other things, stated that you develop a very different perspective of the world when you live at armpit height. Cute as that story is, she called the humans “energizer bunnies”….always pedaling at a nice cadence…never coasting….every time she saw them, they were just pedaling away.
On the Katy, that is pretty much de rigueur. The humans are constantly pedaling; costing is never an option. Even when it is flat, you need to pedal. It is like climbing a mountain all day except that the incline is < 2% and you never get that mountaintop view. Still…yet another enjoyable day. Dead armadillos (not enjoyable, but different) and a goat pretending to be a mountain goat.
So, how do those energizer bunnies fuel? Not so well. Too many of the small towns have faded away; others don’t start opening for a couple of weeks. Grocery stores do not think about vegans, not even lactose intolerant folk (that vegans can use). It has been tough. Today’s lunch stop was good but no remotely vegan option besides French Fries. But, we are travelling with a group and those group leaders spoiled the humans rotten with hummus sandwiches…..Timberline is so cool.
But, what about me? Do I get care a feeding? Sigh….nope. I can live with the layers and layers of dust, but my chain…my life blood…it is just covered in limestone dust. A little lube, maybe? But, no. The human says it isn’t worth it….and I’ll get a new chain when we get home. Still…just a little lube?!?!?!
Travels With Edwina 