The Nevada Desert Pt 1

July 19th, 2009

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A perilous place, especially in summer. Relentless sun and baking wind. Craggy and blackened ridges, stark, tortured. One can almost imagine Frodo and Sam, lost.  Hills, once verdant seamounts, now crumbling into featureless dunes. Sandy flats, where the heat soars and the vast emptiness stretches on. Awfully awesome, I’m very glad the worst is behind me.

Two days of skirting Death Valley, (a well named place.) I covered over 180 miles in those two days, in temperatures topping 150 degrees.

That’s kinda warm… no haha.

The first day from North Vegas to Beatty was absolutely brutal. Headwinds and narrow shoulders, with a hellish rumble strip.I rode on the road as much as I could, but that can get quite tiresome as I must always be aware of what is in front, and behind, contantly craning my neck for a quick look and snapping back to see I’ve drifted into the rumble strip. Or the traffic coming both ways would see me have to cross the divets to a narrow strip where one wheel of my cart would ride the edge of the desert and the other would chatter through them. Or the final few miles where even narrower sections saw me riding the bike itself through the nightmare. In the bright sun. Being rattled to pieces. And baked…

I can easily see how quickly madness and death could trap a person out there. I would look with longing at some shade on a distant ridge… I saw a little patch of shade from a small sign, barely enough to curl up in, and thought, maybe I should take a rest… NOT!. Get the heck off the road and out of the heat, ASAP… As careful as we were, it was still not the safest thing in the world to be doing…

Here is how I dealt with the heat. Long sleeve white shirt that a supporter from KC helped me get at a GoodWill in MO. White Hat that Dave had bought me, with a thin towel under that I would soak occasionally.

A Mister/Fan in my handlebar bag that I could lean forward and get a blast from.

And lots, and lots, of water.  It was amazing feeling the cooling effect of the longsleeve shirt, the moist towel on the head was critical, and the mister heavenly.

One thing about being out in the desert, people are curious and know that I’m serious about my mission. Had a few people stop to give me water and ask about the ride. Can’t find the pic for that at the moment, and have to get on the road. I’ll break this post up into parts so I can keep them coming. The long days make it a bit harder to get the posts out.

Here is the bike, a speck in the empty vastness

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Vegas Pt 2

July 17th, 2009

After Freedom Fest, I was picked up by Dave Freeman, National Peace Officer Liaison for Oath-Keepers, and brought to his house for two days to get ready for some dangerous ground; the Nevada desert on the edge of Death Valley… eek

But I shouldn’t get ahead of myself…

We had a productive time in Vegas. Dave is a 30+year vet of the LV Metro Police (Sgt – Motorcycle Division) and he knows quite a few folk. So he got me in to see the Clark County Constable, Bobby G

Bobby deserves special mention.  The constables office is an electoral one, and perhaps more ancient that the sheriff. (Some reports say the constable is the only one who can arrest a sheriff, others say the coroner is – I imagine different jurisdictions handle these things differently…) They serve papers. When he took over it was running a deficit and the officers had no uniforms, vehicles, or firearms.  Now, the office has a large surplus and runs consistently in the black. The officers are armed, uniformed, have vehicles, and they are about to move to a bigger office – at no cost to the taxpayer.

Hmmm… I wonder where the money was going before Bobby G…

As usual, a little confused on why I was there, at first, but thanked me for the materials I dropped off, and gave me some great swag, including an “official” shot glass, and another star for the ride… Thanks Bobby

Next we went to the Sheriff Office, where we found out the Sheriff had to cancel, but we met with Asst. Sheriff Ray Flynn

He knew right what I was talking about when I got into the part about the DHS reports and even asked if I knew about the “Sovereign Nation” thing the Feds sent out a memo on. I said, “do you mean Sovereign Citizens.” He said, “yes, that’s it”  I said I know little of the nuts and bolts, but that it has something to do with the corporatization of the nation and birth certificates.  He said, “yeah, they don’t accept any government paperwork as valid.” I said that I imagine there is some merit to their concerns and I believe that the corporatization of America is a large part of the problems we face. As the card I gave him states, “Face the Facts – Gov’t INC. is Fascism” I hope he reflects on that and decides to look further into the other side of the story.

He was glad to get the Sheriff Mack book. The others he was just going to pass on to the sheriff, but he knew the Sheriff already had a copy so figured he’d get to read this one. I encouraged him to pass it around. All in all a good visit. He was a noticeably intelligent man, took notes, and promised to relay our conversation to his boss.

Then he gave me some more swag 🙂 A Patch, a Poker Chip, and… another star (so far, it’s a four star ride – haha)

Thanks, Ray…

Back at the ranch, Dave had decided that the desert was quite dangerous to travel alone, so he told his lovely wife Eileen that he’d be going away for a few days to accompany me across his state. A godsend…

But before we left, he did one other kindness that made my month. I haven’t been talking much of pain/etc. While most of it has been the normal aches of a working body, one thing was pretty bad. My sciatic started acting up in MO, and if you’ve had sciatic problems before, you know what that can be like. A dull ache and shooting pains. Finding a comfortable position for sitting was tough, and standing near impossible. Walking wasn’t bad, and I didn’t feel it at all on the bike, but I was kinda miserable for weeks…

Well, I mentioned my lament to Dave and, lo and behold, the man who knows everyone, knew a former officer who had become a Chiropractor. He called him up and told him my story.  The Doc comp’ed me two visits, and the pain was gone a day later. THANK YOU!!! Dr. Greg MacKay!!! May your business prosper.

Interestingly, while he was testing he did a strength test on my legs. The affected Ham and Glute (lft) were not firing on all cylinders (much weaker), because the nerve carrying the brain signals was pinched. After fixing it I have noticed the difference on the bike. Muscles on my left side had over – compensated and now my right side had to deal with the extra load… haha.

Needless to say I am a much happier man… Dave really is a godsend…

The last thing I did in Vegas was a send off dinner with the Oath-Keepers

and put a new sticker on the bike, (I think it fits perfectly)

Next post, the desert…

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Las Vegas & Freedom Fest/CfL

July 17th, 2009

First an AZ vid recap, from Tom Costanza of Freedom’s Phoenix

(and a side note, the section of I-40 where the continental divide was had two ten mile construction zones where pedaling through would have been suicidal. As disappointed as I am not getting a Continental Divide pic, I am grateful for the RV assistance past these major obstacles)

I’m sure most of you have seen the vids, and reports, from Vegas.

I will not go into the whole thing, just post pics. It was great seeing old friends and making new ones.

Here is Drew (left) who I first met in Tuscon on the RP ride, and to the right is Tim, who was the PA coordinator for the ride and was kind enough to share his room with me…

We made a classic group picture for Jeff G and all signed it

We went to the CATO party for a bit. Here is Ben (rt) and 4409 (lft)

Spent some time at the booth, here is Andrew Ward who I first met during the Lawson Campaign

My favorite pic, by far, is this

I consider Tom Woods to be a treasure of the r3VOLution. He truly is a grassroot. Even with all his intelligence, degrees, and accomplishments, I cannot detect a single “elitist” bone in his body. He has power, and as we all know, power so easily corrupts, yet this man remains as fun loving and down to earth as a child. An easy smile, a hearty laugh, a firm handshake, all things I like in a man. While there are a few in our movement who I think have let celebrity, and power, get to their heads. Dr. Woods 😉 is not one of them. Long Live Tom Woods!

Speaking of celebrity, people keep calling me one and it is really strange. I’ve resisted the thought. Perhaps I just am cynical, after watching those in our movement who get that “elitist” attitude and don’t want to be associated with such. Or, perhaps I fear the temptation of power that celebrity brings, and I will fall into the same trap. Regardless, I pedaled my way into this position, am here now, and do appreciate you all very much. So I figure I’ll just keep using Tom Woods as a role model, in hopes of remaining as down to earth, and in tune with the true grassroots, as I can be. (and if any of you every notice me being “elitist” please don’t hesitate to let me know – damn, even writing that seems weird…)

Finally here are some videos, from Liberty Rider #3’s channel, for any that are not aware of what Freedom Fest was about.

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Vegas (The Approach)

July 14th, 2009

Lets see if I can catch up…

I left off crossing AZ after the Kokesh Independence Celebration. The final day was amazing.

Joan and Jeanne caught up with us as we reached Hoover Dam, and informed us that the temp was 119 deg. in the shade. That means the roadside temp was around 140.

Yep, 140 degrees. Baking hot… Kinda hard to believe, even though we were there…

But, like most challenges in life, sensibly using mind over matter, and keeping a determined eye on the goal, allows us to do things we never imagined. Allows us to do the kinds of things we will need to win. Extraordinary things. The term extraordinary is entirely subjective. Comepletly diiferent ballgames for each individual. The point is that we all need to find our limits, and reach past. Expand your limits. Keep pushing. Press On! I’ll be content with “I did what I could” when this body is rotting. For now, I intend to win!

Pedal pedal  – haha

Anyway, we made it to Hoover Dam

Where we were joined by Jeanne and Joan (who had recorded the temp- still waiting to see the pic 😉 ) I was concentrating on mapping the (added) next section, so missed the camera call…

Then we pedaled across from AZ

to NV

We stopped halfway across the dam for the AZ boys to savor their border to border success

and pitched a few passerby including these guys

pedaled up a steep friggin hill out of the canyon and came on the Welcome to Nevada sign

This is where Ed got off his bike, but Tom decided to accompany me to Vegas. We had a nasty long hill to climb after this shot, but from Boulder City to Henderson was a downhill breeze. Here is Tom after his accomplisment. The Kingman to Vegas run was close to 100 miles in baking heat. He has every reason to feel like he looks in this picture

We got a motel in Henderson and I went through the RV gathering my scattered belongings, (thinking, “how in the heck do I fit all this in that cart?” – haha) said uor goodbyes.

I’ll make a new post the continuing saga, but want to, again, thank from the top, bottom, and sides of my heart. The AZ r3VOLution team for the hospitailty and support. The armed escort across your state was classic. Mahalo Nui Loa

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Going with the Flowing Layers

July 9th, 2009

A trip like this has many layers, many angles to attempt to keep in line. All projects do. Being able to roll with developing events, keeping a “show must go on attitude” is where we win.

I’ve been having trouble getting a blog up. My “routine” has been broken and I am adjusting. I live for this kind of stuff. Yep, some things are hard… good practice, that’s for sure…

I’m lucky to have witnessed the r3VOLution unfold and watched/participated in the manifold attempts of “cat-herding.”  I’ve learned to do as little as possible. I just create some possibilities, put myself out there, welcome who wants to come along, and watch as events unfold.

I learn to adjust. I know that “the best laid plans of mice and men, come to naught, time and again”. So I make a fairly detailed plan, and see where it leads. Often it leads to many WTH moments, but that is where art is born, in spontaneity, in overcoming unforeseen challenges, in leaps of faith.

I have a large imagination. I see ton’s of possibilities that this event enables. Some are being capitalized on, some are not. (This is still a practice run, mind you – haha). What is important is that some are. Active supporters are confidently connecting, the drowsy are being gently awakened, the police are being politely greeted.

All are layers…

Changing from the solitary motel gig, to the 4 guys in a small RV gig is a challenge, it threw my routine, hence the blog delay. But the point is that it must be for the best, and the challenges of adding stomachs and personalities is what is supposed to happen, and it is up to us to make the best of every opportunity that presents itself.  This is r3VOLution. This is for real. This is where the mouse and the human separate. We all know how dicey things are, how much “hangs in the balance” but think of that… the balance.

How much weight does it take to affect a balance? Hmmmm…  an infinitely miniscule amount, I’d imagine… Hmmmmmm… 😉

Anyway, I’m rambling in a RV full of laughing men, here are some pics…

Last post, Phoenix r3v was about…

Ed and I cruised…

for miles

and miles

we entered a new county

fixed more flats

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rest under bridges

talk to people

remember talking of cyclists splayed out on cool concrete

We stood on a corner in Winslow Arizona

Joan was our gracious host (who took a bookset for delivery – ty)

We put up with a lot of wind on a long road

Ed got dusted

we pedaled on

Got to Seligman after a long windy day

Pitched some Liberty

Ed rode my bike

Oyate made a long drive to visit

and we made a short vid

Honored with his visit, glad to have this pic

We cruised town, and Ed got a flat,

got as room with a real shower at an old roadside flophouse

Just the right amount of funk

both inside and out

We woke to grime

and smiling faces

While I had coffee

and did email stuffs

with friends

getting ready

ran into some friends

The r3VOLution continues

because we work at it

what more?

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much aloha


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High Winds Around Winslow

July 7th, 2009

Ok, lets see how I can catch up. The last post predicted confusion accurately – haha.

I’ll start with pics…

AZ is escorting me across their state

Armed Escort – haha

Liberty Riders 11 & 12

John caught some road shots

Ed threw a chain

Some Liberty Ladies stopped on the highway

will ytry to get more tomorrow


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A Day to Celebrate American Revolution

July 4th, 2009

The men who signed the Declaration of Independence pledged their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor, to establish the greatest system of civilized, and benevolent, government ever devised in the history of man. They openly declared solidarity in resistance to overwhelming tyranny. Independent men, willfully joining together for all the right reasons; Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.

Just. Like. Us! (including the Liberty Ladies, of course 😉 )

On this anniversary of American Independence, I salute all of our friends in our present r3VOLution. All of you who are working to peacefully get this great country back on track. Those who do little, and those who do lots, as long as you are doing something to defend the great American traditions of Freedom, Peace, and Prosperity, than you are part of a long train of patriots serving with honor.

Thank You!

I’ve been doing the patriotic thang today, Phoenix Style

Today is Adam Kokesh’s MoneyBomb. Please donate, and help speak truth to power.


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