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Backtracking, and a Bike Fix

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What's an adventure without some unexpected challenges along the way. Got my 
international SIM card at the airport and now I'm locked out of my phone. On top of that, the wedge, a small piece that holds the handlebars in place, wiggled 
itself loose in transit and, at this time, is lost on an adventure of its own.

I decided to risk it and pedal to find a bike store. It's a good test for my
rusty Italian. I normally start out with the introduction, "Any English?," then
generally charade my way through from there.

After 10 miles of gut-check mapping I got a guided tour to one of the oldest
hole-in-the-wall bike shops I'd ever seen. 
The business belonged to Isa and Diano.  

She wore a white, stretched-out tank top and stored her cheaters on top of her
head. He had a random collection of inner tubes and a crowded workbench.

Isa fixed me up quickly. I was slightly nervous he may not have the part.
Technology and design have changed so much since my horse was manufactured
in 1982.

The bike fix went fast and then I spent the next half hour trying to figure out my route with Isa and Diano.

More later - the phone shop is opening and I'd better hop to it. Weather is
sunny and 80s.

He must be…….an angel

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Internet Angel: Bought a SIM card to work in Italy. Didn’t work, so bought a new phone to make work. Now I have three phones and still no connection. Went to return phone and ran into this Internet Angel. Raimondo spoke perfect English. He followed me to two stores until I got it fixed. I asked a lady if she could take a photo of me with my new boyfriend. She did. That woman was his real girlfriend. smile emoticon 

Oh well. I think I wooed him a bit with my enthusiasm and stinky jersey. 

I asked, and he politely declined my invitation to come along.


Everything’s Coming up “Rosy”

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Italian breakfast at Hotel Rosy in Milan. Exploring my Italian breakfast options with a cream-filled croissant and a cafe. “American?,” asked my host, Francesca. No, I’ll be all things Italian the next three weeks.


On the road…pedaling through Milan

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An impromptu effort on the plane as the flight makes its way from NY to Italy. My neighbor Lori from Miami was so inspired by the tour she worked out a plan to draft a couple notes in Italian. We also got Massimo and Sanalitro in on the translations.
One of the translations was, “can I please sleep on your floor?” The other was a brief explanation of the overall tour.
Meeting some great people already and everybody mentions how their life has been touched by Alzheimer’s.
Got in 30 miles on this first day. Pedaled out of the Airport about 18 miles north of Milan.
More stories and photos ahead.

“Hans” Down – He’s my hero!

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New York – Finally some down time. I’ve used it to take a brief nap and then pen some ‘thank you’ cards. People have been so generous and supportive of the tour and the cause. It seems everybody has a link to Alzheimer’s or dementia.

I had the stamps, envelopes, and addresses and, while at JFK airport in New York, thought I’d send them off before flying out.

“No ma’am, we don’t have any postal at the airport,” said the attendant at American Airlines.

And so it went. I asked a couple with luggage if they were remaining in the states and if they could mail. They were off to Europe, too.  “Just keep asking,” said the small woman with a backpack.
I approached an officer. “Ever since 9-11 they took that out,” he said.

The officer told me to keep asking, too. He said it at the same time the message came over the PA about being aware of people asking you to take things.

I then asked a security guy named Hans. “I’d be happy to help,” he said. “As a country we’ve gotta get past this 9-11 thing and start living our lives and helping people rather than living in fear of each other.”

Today, Hans is my hero!

Bike flies for….FREE!

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Milwaukee – Travel day today. Got my fashion magazines, cushy neck pillow, breath mints and a boatload of patience. Also critical: my keen people-watching skills. Airports tend to rate right up there with the County Fair, Walmart, and Bristol Renaissance.
Had my first encounter already this morning with TSA agent Ben. Short, stocky guy, lots of red, white and blue TSA official security patches, and it was apparent he did not want to come to work today.
“You can go ma’am. I got this. No need to stand and watch,” he said.
I’ve been through this before. Lost a pedal once; next time a pair of shoes. Once, my luggage didn’t’ arrive at all. I’m sure I made TSA Ben nervous, but I was staying.
TSA Ben tore into my bike box like a Rottweiler and he smelled meat. I tried to remain calm although I could feel a cold sore breaking out on my upper lip.
Vigilant TSA Ben took out the air mattress: swab, test for explosives, and unroll. Next was the sleeping bag: swab, test for explosives, and unroll. Then he went deep into the box and wrestled the tent to the top.  I could feel another cold sore forming. Swab, test for explosives, and unroll.
I was sweating and TSA Ben soon would be. He lackadaisically slapped together the air mattress. By his technique, you could assume he rarely made his bed. Then, as I had figured, he couldn’t get it back into the bag.
He still had the sleeping bag and tent left to go. A bead of sweat ran down the side of his face and crawled under his collar. I could only assume TSA Ben never got far in Scouts.  “Ooops…sorry, ripped it,” he said, “I’ll get some Duct Tape.”  I cringed, took a couple deep breaths and just prayed I wouldn’t break out in shingles…again.
The episode ended much like it started. The bike box got flipped, tipped, scanned and finally shipped. TSA Ben left saying, Well, now I need a nap.” (He’s a government employee, right?)
On a more positive note, American Airlines is a fan of the tour and they were completely behind raising awareness for Alzheimer’s. The airline agreed to waive the fee and fly the bike for free.

It’s those small kindnesses that really make my day!

Am I…..oversized?

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Currently at Milwaukee airport. Sent to Oversized Screening.  🙂

The precise mess of packing a light-weight house

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This is the most organized I’m going to be during this three-week bicycle tour. Everything is rolled tight, precise and wrapped in plastic. Once the tour hits I will wish for this much clean indoor space where I can spread out and get my bearings.

It’s all part of the adventure.

My friend Lisa stopped today to pick up her instruction kit. I have a very close team of five friends that keep an eye on the home front and on me. Keys, credit card cancellation numbers (just in case), insurance, passwords and log-in numbers. They volunteer – – mostly because they care.

I’ve still got to shed about 10 pounds worth of gear yet. Repair tools weigh the most along with electronics – everything has a power cord and I’m carrying a couple of contraptions that allow me to juice up my camera/phone/computer if I’m not near an outlet.

Also a shout out to Jillian Clark who donated a map of Italy. I grabbed that today and picked up a message from my new best friend in Italy. See below. We’ve never met – but it shows the power and reach of social media.

Me thinks I’ll have legs that will rival Denise Austin when I’m done with this tour.  Ciao.

Dear Judy,

The Po Valley in which Milan sits is nice, flat country full of rice fields and fruit orchards, but north is the beginning of the Dolomites, so you will be doing a lot of climbing.

To get to  Tuscany or Umbria, you will have to cross some mountainous terrain as well.  The only other relatively level area is on the Adriatic coast east of Milan and on the other side of the mountains.

When I lived in Cagli, which is a mountain town near the Adriatic, I used to see teams of German bikers who were heading south toward Rome. Some were following the route of the Giro d’Italia  which Periodically
went through Cagli on the way to the Adriatic coast. Climbing was part of their plan.

Mountains are the rule in Italy.  Florence sits on the Arno River in a valley surrounded by major hills.
That said, I would try highway E45 which runs through flat land with modest hill climbs — wide, well paved with interesting towns along the route from Ravenna to Rome with a major climb at Terni.

One advantage is that Italian drivers are used to seeing bikers on the highways, and biking is taken very seriously, so bikers are treated well..  You will find high-end bike repair shops in almost every town of
any size.  Along with a local biking club.

Be sure to take  camelback.  Water can be hard to come by in the heat.

Have fun.  I’m envious. Bill Thorn

Businesses in the community show support for Alzheimer’s tour

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A nice window display at Husar’s House of Fine Diamonds, 131 N. Main St., in downtown West Bend as they show off this year’s biking jersey for the Amazing Ride for Alzheimer’s. For the third year in a row Husar’s donated the jerseys for the three-week tour. A huge thanks to Mike and Mary, Helyn for helping me cobble the whole thing together and Tricia for making the display window look wonderful!

Also a big thanks to the sponsors who help make this possible. The support is so encouraging and the fact 100 percent of the money raised goes to Alzheimer’s programs at Cedar Community. All money raised stays local.

Counting down to June 3 when I take off!

Behind the scenes: Prepping for the tour

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I’m glad it’s raining. It makes it easier to stay indoors and get the million things done before I leave on tour. I deem this – crunch time. My friends say “it’s sooooo interesting” why don’t you write about it.

Personally, I think it’s a little mundane – but I’ll take a 10-minute break and let in you in on some of the prep work that goes on behind the scenes.

First, I’m pretending I leave this week. Wednesday, to be exact. This gives me the opportunity to stress out twice. Actually it helps me tie up loose ends, prevents procrastination, and then – in the event of some unknown emergency – I am ready.

As you can see above, I’m writing thank-you notes to all the people who made donations. This year I have homemade stationary!  Thanks to Cedar Community.

I have about 50 of those left. Once the weather clears I’ll try to deliver the ones in town on my bike. It’ll be good training and I may be able to introduce myself personally. It’s that added touch and yes, I do save a stamp. (you’re thinking it anyway so I might as well say it.)

My one-day packet project is now turning into four days. I have a team back home that watches out for me. They each get a packet with a house key, all my emergency numbers, my flight info, and copies of my social security card, license, and my will. I know…  morbid – but I’d rather be prepared.

I’ve also reviewed all my checking and savings accounts and made sure I have a POD – so none of that gets caught up in the courts. Finally the packet includes my credit card numbers and the number if I lose my card or its stolen then I can call my team and they can call to cancel. Yes – I try to think of everything.

I have my bike boxes, my tour jerseys, my tools, tubes, tires are all lying in a somewhat organized pile. I’m trying to cut down my gear by 20 pounds and I’m not having much luck. I know I’m going to hit a lot of up down and hauling around 80 pounds of gear is too much.

You saw Dan Brunner, the guy from Kewaskum walking the Pacific Crest Trail – he’s going to be gone five months and all he took was 10 pounds.  Jeesh!

Cables and power cords and European plug adapters OH MY! I haven’t even got to that segment of equipment yet…. much less a map of Italy. That sounds like something I should push to the top of my to-do list.

Stay tuned!  Tour leaves June 3!