Here's to Bill
As some may remember, our friend Bill drove out from Salt Lake City and met us in WY and SAGGED us for a few days. During that time, helped us bridge the gap of 120 miles without towns or services between WY and CO. It's not stretch to say that we could not have taken that route without his help. Well, Bill is here again and he has been for the past week. So I thought I'd take this chance to detail exactly how he has helped us.
First of all, it's always nice to see a friend. We've seen a good amount of people from our past lives, and it has always brought us joy. So seeing Bill, especially after not having seeing him through the pandemic, that was awesome. Bill usually comes to spend Thanksgiving with us and may also sneak in another trip in the Spring, so it had been a while since we had seen him. And he's been a regular at our house since the girls were born, so they also know him too.
But the support he provides goes way beyond seeing a "friendly " face. When Bill is here, all of a sudden we really do not have to worry about much. We get up and get ready for the day, packing up and having breakfast, and once we start biking, we just bike. We know somewhere along the way we will see Bill and his white VW, carrying all kids of goodies we normally can't get on demand. He'll always have some ice cold Gatorade or seltzer water, usuually some chilled fruits, and some salty snacks. And that just for our first break!
Our lunch, which will be a bit later on, usually has cold cuts, 'high-end" chicken salad, fresh bread, and the drinks mentioned above. All we have to do is pedal and look for the white car, roll into park or other suitable chosen area, and start building our sandwiches. After we eat he's always making sure we're topped off on water and we have had enough before he'll start putting everything away so he can hit the road and either find another place to.meet us, or go on ahead to our final destination. Yesterday he met us in town and bought us some ice cream when we arrived!
And once we're off the bike, the fun doesn't end. We usually hit the town and head to a local eatery, which can definitely be en experience. We've have some decent food, but we've definitely had some really bad meals. But all of this is possible because Bill has a car we can ride in and go get food! Otherwise we'd have to cook (which is usually the tastiest choice, but the most work) or walk to whatever may be close by. So this expands our possibilities.
But all good things do come to an end, and so, Bill has to leave tomorrow evening. He will help us get to the shores of Lake Erie, and then he'll start his 1691 miles back to Salt Lake City. He said something that sounded like the adults talking in the Peanuts cartoons (please google this is you do not know what I mean) but all we heard was, "I'm leaving." And the next day we will continue on our trip, carrying all of our gear, and fending for all of our food and all will be OK, but it will not be the same.
There was one thing that we will stay even though he's gone. it's the thought that he's taken so much time and effort to help us on our trip. The knowledge that he cares enough to come put up with our whining, our quiet and not so quiet demands, and our messiness and everything else. There aren't many people who would do this, and we know how lucky we are. So THANK YOU BILL! We love and already miss you!