Rest Day 2 - Springfield (Last Leg of the Journey)

 Crossing the big muddy

Crossing the big muddy

Hello everyone. It's a beautiful day in Springfield Illinois, and I am pleased to report that after a healthy dose of medication and some much needed rest, I will be back in the saddle tomorrow with the rest of the gang.     

It's amazing to think that in less than two weeks, I will be dipping my front wheel in the Atlantic Ocean. I have ridden through rain, fog, high winds, and everything in between along the way. I have been chased by dogs, honked at by eighteen wheelers, and ridden up entire mountains as I pedaled my way from one side of this great country to the other. I have seen small towns with populations under 500 people and vast cities from New Mexico to Illinois. There have been deserts, open fields, and endless sprawling forests. Some days I wanted nothing more than for the journey to be over. Other days I never wanted it to end.     

Throughout everything my father has been by my side, offering me encouragement when I most needed it, and showing strength through his actions when words alone just wouldn't cut it. I am truly blessed to be able to look back on the past few weeks and know that we accomplished this feat together. Without him, the others in our group, and the people back East sending their support, I doubt I would have made it past the first three days.    

 Riding with my rain jacket on

Riding with my rain jacket on

I would like to thank everyone who have encouraged me through email, text, or Facebook message up until now. Knowing that there are those who draw inspiration from my story continues to give me strength. Even when I feel like there is nothing left in me to make the next mile.     

But the journey is not done yet. We still have twelve more days and over 1,000 miles to cover before we complete our goal. Tomorrow we ride leave the city that Lincoln made famous with recharged batteries and an excitement to see this undertaking to its end.     

I hope that you will continue to follow Ralph and I as we ride out the last leg of our trip across America.

Danielle Rivenbark