Sunday, September 13, 2009

The Final State

On September 11th, Skip crossed his last state line into Virginia on his way to the finish line.  After so long on this great adventure, it seems almost unreal to finally be here, so close to his goal of 4280 miles.  
He still has another 600 miles of cycling to go before his arrival in Yorktown.  It's amazing to think back on all the people and places we've seen so far, and to wonder what it will be like when Skip rolls across the long awaited finish line.  It's almost a little overwhelming, since the start we've finally gotten into a rhythm of packing and unpacking, double and triple room checks before getting in the car and heading to the next destination, picture taking and blog updates, making sure Skip has everything he needs to have a successful bike ride for the day, now what will we do!??
I'm sure we will figure it out!  The day of our last state crossing started out like many others, although we may of been slightly groggy after staying up late to catch our story on WYMT.  While finishing up the blog, and getting ready to pack up, we received a phone call from Skip.  He was stopped in Hindman, KY after spending the last 18 miles biking in the rain and needed a warm change of clothes.  After making sure Skip was warm and dry before sending him on his way, Arch and I stayed in town to enjoy the Gingerbread festival, before heading out to catch up with Skip.
Catching up with him turned out to be a little more difficult than we had anticipated.  So far, we have always found Skip pedaling furiously along to our destination, not this time!  We made it all the way into Virginia to our motel, and due to no cell reception, got a little worried when he wasn't there either.  On our way back the way we had come, Arch got a message from Skip letting us know we had passed him while he was stopped at a gas station getting rehydrated.  We were very thankful to hear from him, actually make that EXCEPTIONALLY happy!  But, everything happens for a reason, and since we had to double back to find skip, we were lucky enough to come across him at the state line between Kentucky and Virginia!  Talk about perfect timing.