She suggested that I should meet up with the bike touring folks, but there was no ride planned. My wife wanted to change our separation schedule so we would have complete weekends away from the house, trading off who watches the kids, and this was to be my first weekend free. I’ve been nearly hit by cars on at least 5 separate occasions, so I largely gave up road biking. I met some new bike touring friends, talked to some French and German tourists at the youth hostel, lost some of my fear of riding in traffic. I was kindly invited to go with them, and had an absolute blast. We would ride out to Rodeo Beach on Saturday, spend the night there, and ride back Sunday.
If the plan was to cross the high plains desert, s/he would need to bring enough water and emergency supplies to make it across.Ī few weekends ago, I met up with a group, who were doing a bike tour to the Rodeo Beach Youth Hostel as an overnighter. For instance, if a bikepacker was to just ride somewhere to stay in a hotel room along a well populated route, that person would not have to bring a tent and sleeping bag, or even meals (and means to cook them, depending on the preferred food in question). Part of the planning is to figure out what will be available along the route.
But, I can see this as something I really could love to do. I’ve known people who rode from Central California up the coast to Arcata near the Oregon border, and back. Multi-day (or even multi-year) rides are completely do-able. Those things include making music again, video production, photography, …and now bikepacking.īikepacking is basically strapping a bunch of camping stuff to a bike, pedal out to a campsite, pitch a camp and stay for an evening. Part of my newly found journey of self-discovery is to do the things I always wanted to do, but for whatever reasons couldn’t do.
As they say, history doesn’t necessarily repeat itself, but it certainly does rhyme. I’m learning about Buddhism, being present, being at peace with myself, exorcising the hurt from my childhood that is coming up again and again in my adult life. Long story short, I need to take this time to truly find myself, figure out who I am without my wife, and do the things I always wanted to do as part of my own independence.
I can go on and on about the drama and heartbreak surrounding this, but I won’t. So, my wife of 17 years and I are going through a separation.
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