It’s hard to believe that the NorCal AIDS Cycle challenge is right around the corner. It seems like it wasn’t that long ago that I decided to do the ride, and suddenly it’s here! Monday will be my last opportunity for a real training ride, and then I have to start thinking about packing for the four day event.
There have been a number of very rewarding things about this challenge already. My fund-raising has exceeded my expectations, having surpassed my ultimate goal of reaching $4,000. And even more exciting, all of the riders combined have broken the $200,000 mark, which makes this the best year since the ride was started seven years ago. The support I have received from my family and friends has been truly gratifying, and I’ve made some awesome new friends in preparing for this endeavor.
On Thursday morning, the riders and support crew will gather at Beals Point on Folsom Lake, to begin our journey. The first day we’ll travel through the foothills through Loomis, and Lincoln, spending our first night camped at the Butte County fairgrounds in Gridley. The second day takes us up through Durham and Oroville, before finishing the day in Colusa. The third day takes us out of the valley and along Cache Creek, finishing up in Woodland. And we finish with the shortest day of the ride as we cruise into the State Capitol… happy and exhausted, I’m sure! I hope many of you will be able to attend the closing ceremony at the State Capitol on Sunday at 12:30 pm.
For daily updates on the ride, you can follow me on Twitter… @sierracanon
To ALL of you who have given your financial support in this adventure, I give a unreserved “thank you.” Raising money for this great cause is what it’s all about. For those of you who have intended to donate, but haven’t gotten around to it… it’s not too late, but the time is now!
Finally, I would ask you to keep all of us in your prayers, for safe travel, and for the strength to face each challenge.
As you all know, I am riding in memory of our friend Ken Piercy. Ken was well loved by so many, and I would guess that half of the financial support I received was in honor, support, or memory of him. Ken always used to call me by my Welsh name… and I’m sure when I’m getting tired and thinking I want to quit, I’ll hear his voice in my ear… “Go, Dewi, go…”