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Ride to Henderson
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABEL!!!
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We
started the day with a cool breeze and a cloudless, sunny Nevada sky. |
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![]() Luke is demonstrating his “ready to bike” dance—it begins with marking the tires, doing the electric slide, and taking his bike on a 1-mile jog before actually hopping on it to ride.
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![]() Here we see a perfect example of a hot, desert mirage. Just when the medical community said it’s not possible, Abel has spontaneously grown another leg! I wonder if that works with personalities, too? |
![]() Joe claimed that this would be a 30-mile, no peddling necessary ride. However, we all know that Joe fabricates stories and then believes them. Luke and Abel traverse the supposed downward slope going face first into a screaming head wind. It took more effort than what Joe said it would. Who knew?! |
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Luke attempts to teach Abel
the ins and outs of a proper air bath. Abel, though, says that only
his right side has enough pit hairs to make it effective.
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![]() Only concerned for her safety and well-being, Abel and Luke wait for traffic to thin out considerably before throwing AJ out of the truck and onto the open road. Maybe she won’t fall off her bike and into the path of an 18-wheeler. Thank heavens that AJ has her boys looking after her so well. She wouldn’t want to be attempting to learn to ride in an unsafe environment |
![]() With the wind in her hair and bugs in her teeth, AJ gets in her first ride of the trip. So what if it lasted for only a mile and required no peddling because it was all down hill?! She feels totally triumphant at her little step toward success. Having just lost her leg, one would expect AJ to be in rehab rather than on a bicycle in the middle of the desert. Little successes count a big deal and AJ's message to those in rehab is just that much more poignant. |
AJ,
seeing one of Abel’s famous mirages, rides up along side of the support
truck and places an order for southern fried chicken with gravy, southern
fried French fries, southern fried bread, and a southern fried Diet Cherry
Pepsi. Abel replied with “Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit! This
ain’t no McDonald’s!” |
Here
AJ drops her landing gear as she prepares to come in for a landing. Either
that or she’s doing the on-bicycle version of the hokey pokey.
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