While walking across Harford County, the Baltimore Sun caught up to me at the Joppa-Magnolia Volunteer Fire Company and printed this story: Man’s cross country trek stops in Harford to promote healthy living.
Monthly Archives: October 2013
Baltimore Bike Party!!!
Not only one of the sweetest, soul-widening experiences of the entire Walk, but of my life, I’d say.
On the final Friday of every month, hundreds of smiling spirits from within and outside of Baltimore converge in the heart of Charm City for a 10-mile, 7:30 PM bike ride through both busy and abandoned streets of Baltimore, “good” and “hood.” Hundreds of citizens of all economic stripes come together into one big, awesome bike party to generate and spread the consciousness-expanding happiness across many miles of Baltimore–a new route each month, through sidewalks of wealth and of ill health. All are invited, all hearts are lighted.
Host Carlo Rago heavily insisted I stick around to participate in Baltimore’s October Bike Party, and host Eddie Bee provided me with a bike to do so. Wow, WoW, and WOW!!!!
I’m not sure exactly who organizes Baltimore Bike Party, but what’s clear is that their efforts have continued to inspire a fantastic community to flourish in happy, healing Charm City. ♥
Intro to Baltimore with Eddie Bee
Baltimore
Many more pics are being taken in this instantly-fascinating, ultra-friendly and culturally rich city. More will soon be posted… :)
Mi Luz!!
Let’s Finally Get to Know Each Other! (Cipolla Family at Fort Meade)
I hadn’t met them before my final afternoon on foot into D.C.; however, Guy, Katy and daughters Nina & Lily joined me for that final afternoon of June 22 as I made my way across the Potomac River, through the National Mall and to the front of the White House. Friends of Christal Bardfield, whom I also met that afternoon, they’ve invited me in as I continue the journey from D.C. to the Atlantic– given that they live on my route, at Fort Meade.
We met this afternoon after only about 10k from Laurel. After they took me to pick up a free basket of groceries far from my route, we spent hours getting to know each other over the course of the evening. Guy & Katy have many interesting stories of getting to know each other at a small town Nebraska high school, meeting again years later, getting married and shuttling all over the country with the Army over the course of a dozen busy years. Daughter Nina has athrogryposis, a rare congenital disorder that is characterized by multiple joint contractures and can include muscle weakness and fibrosis. Her form, affecting her feet and wrists, is more mild than that of Stetson Bardfield, the happy, polite 12-year-old boy whom I also met as he and family joined me on that final day into D.C.
I’m hoping to inspire them to host more “strangers” in the future!!
Conscious Corner!
How Do You Spell Darren?
“How do you spell ‘Darren’,” one Darren asks the other.
“D-A-R-R-E-N.”
“YES!!” they proclaim, as they both slap a strong high-five.
Darren Hoppert (left), who hosted me in Laurel, Maryland, came out to walk the final five miles with me to his Laurel home Tuesday night.
The other Darren– Darren B (right)– saw the signs and stopped us to hear the fuller story. Having quickly learned that one another was Darren, I learned that most Darrens don’t meet many other Darrens, and when they learned that they each spelled “Darren” in the easiest and simplest way, they gave each other this unique, “I-feel-you” high-five as they carried on that: “there’s no need for the letter ‘Y’ in Darren; no need to split ‘Darren’ into two words (e.g. Dare-Rynn),” etc. I don’t know that I’ll ever again be privileged to such a closely concurring conversation between freshly met Darrens, lol.
I went on to enjoy hours of conversation with Darren Hoppert– hearing of many motorcycle travels he’s done around the world, and hearing of many more places he’ll be journeying to across the years that come.
As he walked the first couple miles with me out of Laurel yesterday, at the farewell-for-now moment, he said, “I feel like I should say something…or something…” (unsure of what).
Me: “Just the fact that you’ve walked with me speaks so much greater than words, Darren– I love it when people walk with me!”
Ahh, GREAT people– and many more to come!!
Lending a Hand in MaryLand!!