Muddy Angels Day 7: East Brunswick to Collingdale

Today is the last day of our ride.  It’s hard to believe.  It feels like we just started and yet I somehow have trouble relating to my life outside this journey, as if I’ve been doing this so long that I can’t clearly remember what was before.

In truth, we’re about to ride into our seventh state in as many days.  I’m tired, sore, and my bike is broken.  Part of me is ready for this to be over but a greater part wants to keep riding.  Beyond today, beyond tomorrow, to keep riding with this group of friends whom I’ve just met and yet know intimately.  We’ve ridden, we’ve laughed, we’ve cried, we’ve sweat, we’ve hurt, and we’ve healed.

This has been an incredible journey for me in many ways.  I haven’t yet seemed to process some part of it and its meaning in my life.  There is a significance beyond words, beyond pictures and posts, beyond the miles and the days, perhaps even beyond the names we read when we stop and that we carry around our necks.

But for this moment, the sun has risen and the sky has ceased it’s rain.  We have many miles to go before we’re done, so…we ride. Continue Reading →

Muddy Angels Day 6: New York to East Bunswick

On day 6 of our ride, we depart Manhattan on our way to New Jersey.  After touring the city by foot last night, we’re eager to experience it from the saddle and in the light of day.

Sadly, a Manhattan hotel does not make an ideal bike repair location so my broken derailleur is still just that, broken.  Fortunately, with the rear derailleur maintaining tension, I can set the bike to a fixed chainring and ride on.  It’s not perfect, but should be more than enough for the flat streets of the island. Continue Reading →

Muddy Angels Day 5: Waterbury to New York

Today’s ride started with a short trip to Liberty Park in Waterbury for the morning’s opening ceremony.  The community here had lost one of their own this past year and representatives from EMS agencies across the state were on hand for the remembrance.  An honor guard from Waterbury Police stood watch while local officials thanked us for participating in the memorial ride.

As with all of our stops, signs containing the names, photos, and history of the fallen were placed for view.  They served as a constant reminder, both of the risks of this profession and of the reason why we continue. Continue Reading →

Muddy Angels Day 3: Manchester to Worcester

Today’s ride took us 78 miles from Manchester, NH to Worcester, MA. The ride was good and the weather clear, though the increased temperature and humidity had us conscious of the possibility of overheating.

We started the day with an escort from the Manchester Police Department.  Many of the municipalities we’ve visited have been gracious enough to block traffic and control the intersections as we’ve traveled through their more populous areas.  This has been a big help to us and has been greatly appreciated. Continue Reading →