Hey there, time traveller!
This article was published 17/5/2011 (1988 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
We’ve got our family together once again.
We went to the train station late Sunday night to meet child the elder, aka Crazy Guy on a Bike, who’d just returned from Vancouver, the first time I’d seen him since he rode down the street and turned the corner onto Kingsway back on Sept. 14.
During that time he rode his bike 14,624 km through parts of four provinces and around the perimeter of the U.S.
He’d planned to get off the train in western Manitoba and ride back home the last few days, but the flood and the chaos ended those plans. Instead, his bike went in the back of the car, the trip on two wheels ending when he arrived at his old friend’s place in Vancouver.
If you go off to the right and look for my favourite blogs, you’ll find the link to his journal, which still awaits the final couple of entries. He’s written enough for a book, with more than 5,000 incredibly good photographs, and closing in on 300,000 hits.
We heard about the really hairy times after they were over and he was safe, but almost all of it was wonderful. The number of generous and welcoming people he met was just amazing.
We’ll have him home for a couple of weeks before he goes off to his summer job — those who follow his journal know that he’s a counsellor at the Shad Valley camp at McMaster University — and then he’ll be back in August for a month at home, or at least the part of the month that he’s not on canoe and bike trips. And then he and child the younger head for the west coast and Upper Canada to resume university.
It’s five years since we were preparing for his safe grad. Once they move on, the short times when you see your kids are all the more precious.