One of the best surprises of the trip, my very good friend Eric tracked me down (using the blog) and met me for breakfast the morning of Day39. Well, it wasn't exactly a surprise since I talked to him the night before, and months ago we planned do meet up on the road. But who really keeps those promises: ''We'll have to get together...'' Friends like Eric do. Eric, his dad, and his uncle were three weeks into their own adventure. They have been biking (the motorized kind) down from Alaska, and as we got closer to crossing paths, and out of Canada's dead cell zones, we organized to meet. I haven't seen a single face I know since I left Danny and Geni over a month ago, and seeing Eric felt like a turning point- I'm getting close to home on the east coast.
It was great to sit and share a meal and stories of the road. (Spada- Maybe some day we can organize a trip together. You would have liked this one, and I would have liked the company. But no way could you get me up by 8:00 every day.)
Check out the Spada's blog:
http://biketrip07.blogspot.com/
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