Sunday, August 03, 2008
There comes a point on every ragbrai that I feel wonderfully lost in Iowa. There's an eery, complete lack of needing anything with a carefree sense of life. My mind freely wanders to nothing. It's always while on my bike, usually alone. This was where it hit me this year. If I'm lucky - the feeling lasts for a dozen or so miles. I highly recommend trying to find your spot.