RAGBRAI. rewired.
Rookie rider. Ready and reflecting.
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At some point, I’ll go back and fill in all the days leading to this end, but for now, I need to switch to small pieces. I’m in Team Zippy bus, headed west, back towards the heart of Iowa. The ride is over. We took the pictures, then took showers one more time in the…
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The group talked about salt a lot in the morning. I remember overhearing a final checklist command on this morning: “Everyone have their salt?” To the surprise of nobody reading this, I don’t pay much attention to the nutritional insights of a bike ride. I like water over Gatorade, a peanut butter sandwich instead of…
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(limited pictures today, the wifi is abysmally slow). If you want to join me for a moment, imagine this. It’s sometime just after 6am, although you don’t know it yet. Your first thought of the day is not about a to-do list. It’s not about anything. But it’s the one where you are trying to…
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From Mason City to South Dakota and back again. Sort of. Tara said we’d aim to leave by 10 a.m. to head to Orange City—our launchpad for RAGBRAI— which was only a three-hour drive*. My plan was simple: make the 2 p.m. shuttle and begin with the sacred tire dip in South Dakota, and then…
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Tonight’s lodging comes with throw pillows, a price tag, and a story. This couch—where I’m typing—is the kind that fell off a truck. Literally. Tara Brick tells me it happened during delivery. “We’ll try to spruce it up and sell it at a discount,” she shrugs. It’s that kind of place. Brick Furniture. Fourth-generation. In…