On May 6, 2009, being of sound body but unsound mind I left job, home, friends, and family to "run away from home". This was a last-ditch effort to avoid letting the stress and craziness of the past 5 years of my life get the best of me.
I loaded up my backpack, my bicycle and two paniers (that's sissy talk for saddle bags) and boarded an Amtrak train. I left at 8:30 am from Bellingham, Washington.
Having never tried to ride my bicycle loaded with a backpack and paniers, I checked in at the station and took the wait time to try it out.
I managed to get all sundry in their right places and took off at a not so whopping speed around the parking lot, and having convinced myself that I could navigate such a seeming impossibliity, I loaded my bike, stuff and self on the train and set off for my first stop