I’ve loved the treat of getting to meet people as they pass through Yuma on their bikes, heading toward some far-off destination, something that happens more often than you would think.
My favorite so far has been my friend, Dimitri, who took his passion for pedaling to a whole other level.
He took off from San Francisco, headed south to San Diego, hung a left, met me in Yuma, then rode east until he hit the coast. There, it took a while for him to find someone with a ship willing to give him a free lift to Europe.
He was headed that way because his plan was to ride home — back to Athens.
Once he got to Portugal he started pedaling again.
And — drum roll — he recently wheeled his way into Athens, where he and his bike will fly back to California.