I began my healthy adventures in 1972 traveling all over the world by bike. Today I am 69 years old and still going strong. It is never to late to live a healthy active life and be your own healthy adventurer.
Australia – March 2010
Suddenly, there he was, a mighty bull. This kind, living in the wild, is called “buffalo” though they do not resemble our North American bison. Oh yes, pigs, often of enormous size, cattle, horses and even donkeys live wild in this huge park. I had come to a stop. We stared at each other. We were only 50 m apart. If the beast should decide to attack, I thought, I could easily get away on my bike. I did not come to find out, for the bull snorted, turned quickly and ran off into the bush.
It was still raining when I biked into a rest area just before it turned dark. This one had camping sites. When I set out to pitch my little tent surrounded by large RVs, two ladies came over to invite me to camp next to their caravan. “You must meet my husband,” said one of them, “he is a crazy push biker like you.” He was. He invited me for a beer and shared some of his biking adventures when there was a lull in the rain. Returning downpour parted us again, driving me into my tent for an early night.
When I was back riding by 4:00 am the rain had stopped. It was still pitch dark. Something bounced against my leg. Had I lost something? I turned around. In the beam of my flashlight I saw a giant toad.
To be continued…