Welcome to the adventures of me: Lady Grace!

Hello! I thought that since I'm planning an epic cross country bike tour and all, I should set up a new blog, you know, to let the people who love me keep up with me or maybe help others get a few ideas for adventures of their own.

I got into biking in the summer of '11 when I was up in Montana without a car. I tried the bus system for a while, but it took a long time to get anywhere, stopped running really early in the evening, and didn't run at all on Sunday. My commute to work was about 7 miles each way. At first it was a real challenge: I had a cheap $100 bike from Walmart, I didn't know hardly anything about bike maintenance, I didn't have a rack to get my stuff off my back, and I was out of shape. However, my determination (stubbornness) helped me get through it, and after about 2 months and a better $300 bike from Walmart (and some know-how about how to make proper brake and gear adjustments), I genuinely started to enjoy it. I'd never felt better.

When the summer ended and it was time for me to leave, I started dreaming about riding my bike down to Sacramento, CA, where I had a few close friends. I waited too long, however (and I was probably ill prepared anyway), and to avoid getting caught in the mountains in the dead of winter I decided to fly instead.

Fast forward a few months: I'm back with my parents in NC. I was trying to keep my biking habit alive because it made me feel so much better, when tragedy struck: I crashed hard near the end of a long ride and snapped my collarbone clean in half. I also probably got a good case of side whiplash, a partially dislocated sternoclavicular joint (where your collarbones meet in the middle under your throat), and a concussion, but those things remained undiagnosed due to my lack of insurance. I ended up getting a bad-ass titanium plate and screws put in to fix the bone (*so* thankful for hospital charity programs), but the whole thing scared me so badly that I swore off biking and got rid of my bike and everything that went with it. It ended up taking me over 6 months to completely heal, including regaining the muscle strength I had lost to atrophy, and I still get sore pretty quickly during really strenuous activities. Neck injuries are no joke. (Neither is genuinely thinking you are going to die on the side of the road...)

 

At some point in the spring though, during the days that the "weird" feeling in my chest, neck, and shoulder was almost easy to ignore, I started to get the urge to ride again. So I bought a new (fancy/expensive, not-Walmart) bike, and took it for a spin around the neighborhood. I couldn't even go 2 miles! I took it out 2 more times before it became a clothes rack in the living room. It sat there for 2 months, every time I looked at it was so mad at myself for buying something so expensive and not using it, and for being so out of shape. So I decided that I was really going to do this cross country tour, dang it!

So here I am. I've worked my way up to 28 mile rides on the flat land on the other side of the river. (I'm going to claim that this was also one reason I didn't last long the first time I went back out: my neighborhood has some killer hills). I've started buying the gear I want/need for long term travel on the road. And as much as I like to think I can afford all the fancy-smancy stuff I want now, when I have a job and am getting paid on a regular basis, I'm far from rich. And I really need to start doing the diy route. But not the half assed "I'm gonna get all this stuff to diy and then not actually finish the projects so I end up spending all this money on pile of half-baked junk" kind of thing. Like, I really need to follow through.

Case in point: before my accident, I bought a cheap hammock because I decided I actually don't like camping, mainly because I don't like sleeping on the ground (and I really like hot showers). Unfortunately, I plan on camping almost exclusevly to save money. So when I found out that some people camp with hammocks instead of tents, I thought "what a great idea!" Well, it was getting to be winter, so I learned about under-quilts. Have you seen how much they are going for? They are pretty darn pricey. But I was determined, so I decided to make my own. I couldn't afford down, so I bought some wool batting. I wanted it to be lightweight, and blend in in the woods, and be somewhat waterproof, blah, blah, blah, so I went and bought some green and grey ripstop nylon, and some grosgrain ribbon for the edge channels, and I can't even remember what else so that I could make it just the way I wanted. Then I hit the wall of "I don't want to mess up. What if I cut it wrong. What if I don't like it. What if, what if. what if." So it never got finished. I would lay it all out and pile it up and fold it in various ways and look at patterns online... and then I would sleep on it for a few days just to be sure, waiting for some sort of light bulb moment of inspiration that never came. Rinse and repeat. I really need to find all that stuff and finish what I started, because I'm going broke fast.

I'm planning on leaving for my epic trip sometime in mid to late September. That gives me about 2 months to get my act together. Before I leave I plan to make a bug net for my hammock, a tarp (either from a plastic painters drop cloth or the ripstop I bought for the underquilt. I haven't decided yet), an alcohol stove, and who knows what else. I'm sure I can think of more things I just have to have. I also bought a food dehydrator, which I had planned to use to dry enough veggies/fruits/meat for my trip, thinking that when dehydrated it would be small and light enough for me to take it all with me. I don't think that idea was very realistic now. Then I thought, "hey, I'll still make it all and just have my mom send me care packages!" However, I'm starting to doubt the legitimacy of that plan as well. I'm hoping once my panniers get here everything will start falling into place. (Cross my fingers)