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Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Bike Car

I finally got around to lugging my bike up here. Which meant I had to take it on the Caltrain from San Jose to San Francisco, this is where the bike car comes in, a special train car for bikes.
There was an old guy in the bike car, in addition to couple of other people. Now the term 'old' is relative, he was only 54. Quite talkative. He had been biking up in the Santa Cruz mountains during the whole weekend. Now if you don't know about Santa Cruz mountains, let me tell assure you we're not talking gentle rolling hills here, there are several good 2000 feet climbs there. On narrow roads and steep grade its definitely far from an easy ride. Its a ride I'm still not fit for, and he is twice my age. And if you're by yourself, things can get pretty exciting.... he apparently had to sleep by the wayside one night. Even in the summer, those mountains get pretty darn cold.

He talked about being bought up in a farm, with 14 hour work days. He talked about his current work at a hospital, which is supposed to be a bureaucratic nightmare, and makes him yearn for this sort of escape. He talked about his kids, one who is in college and the other one who is starting next year, and how he will only have only several thousand dollars left after paying their tution fee.

But, he says it all goes back to his start, the farm days, to which he credits the endurance and attributes the desire to be out there in the 'boonies'. He said that you can't deny your birth call, otherwise you'd die. inside. This he meant to be what you grew up with, what you like to do, the call to be 'out there'.

I thought it was worth writing down as it was, anything I'd append would be simply redundant.

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