Our dreams have not yet shattered though. The plate has not fallen (and we're praying it doesn't), but morale is low and this morning our white flag of surrender was officially raised. Our bikes have been sitting in the corner of our hotel room for a week wondering why on earth they're not out exploring the world as we had promised. Quite frankly, we're wondering the same thing; this is not the adventure we had hoped for. After a tearful admittance to ourselves this morning that we are only wasting our time and money by sitting here pretending not to be bored, gloomy and miserable, we made the inevitable call to a friend that we've been avoiding for several days. Tomorrow we will be rescued from the prison walls of this Motel 6 and taken back home.
But we set out on an adventure, defined as an exciting or very unusual experience of uncertain outcome. We can't let this little glitch in plans stop us, so we're stealthily dropping by, trading in our bikes for a car and picking up a few more supplies since we won't have to worry about the weight of our loads for a while. (Funny thing is we just sent home and ditched about 10 pounds of stuff in an effort to lighten our bikes and take some of the strain off of our joints.) As much as we would like to stay in town for a couple of days to see friends and family, we can't let ourselves do that...we're not supposed to be back home yet and I'm not ready to have to say good-bye again.
“Life On A Bike” is going to become “Life On A Road Trip With Our Bikes Strapped To The Back Of The Car” for a little while, but hopefully not long. Our plan is to go up to Idaho and base ourselves at a friend's house, travel by car to wherever we feel like going, rest Mike's knee for a bit longer and then slowly start building up the miles and the load until we're ready to get back on our bikes. I will keep up the blog as I'm sure we'll continue to encounter interesting people, places and experiences as this adventure continues!