Grounded Theology

After speaking to two Gentlemen at St. Andrew's, today (7/31) I decided to take the route through the Northern Cascade Loop. This would require riding to Port Townsend and taking the ferry to Whidbey Island on Route 20 and staying on 20 over Deception Pass through the Northern Cascade mountain range. That is exactly what I did!! What a beautiful ride. Plenty of turns and twists, elevation climbs. Lots of other bikes! I stopped at the Northern Cascade National Park Visitor's Center, then I rode all the way to the little town of Winthrop, WA where I set up camp at the KOA. I met a nice young couple and their two children at the campground. My thoughts today are on perception. I love the fact that people don't expect me to say that I am a priest. I don't know if you have noticed, but my beard is in, I'm mostly in rider neon, or a Harley t-shirt and jeans. It was very cool talking to this young couple, and then (inevitably) the topic comes around "what do y

I have experienced a great weekend! I rode to Port Angeles from Seattle on Friday (7/28) because I was invited to stay with Doug and Gail Wheatley. The ride was beautiful across the Puget Sound on the ferry over to Bainbridge Island, up 305 and then 3 to 101. I can't get over the wonderful scenery along the way... The mountains, the water, ahhh... Gail was my neighbor in seminary my Junior year (we shared a wall!). She graduated in 2005, so it was wonderful to catch up with Gail after 12 years. Like other schools I have attended, the filial relationships that form in the setting at Sewanee, it was like picking up a familiar conversation. Doug and I went on an excursion on Saturday (7/29) up to Blue Mountain and to the Elwah River. He scared me to death on the road up to Blue Mountain - definitely pushed my boundary for "fear of the edge" - pay attention to that portion of the video. We had  Dungeness crab and steak  dinner and an awesome Sunset on Saturday eve

For some reason, I can't think about Seattle without the crazy theme song from Frazier running through my brain. Well, I guess now that it's running through your brain if you've ever seen the show, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Guess where I am!! That is correct, today I rode from Camas, WA to Seattle, WA to meet up with and stay with some more friends. It almost seems that I have more friends in the Pacific North West than I do in the East. I first met up with Cathy Banks on the South side of Seattle. We met for coffee and to catch up. Cathy and I actually went to Chesapeake Demonstration School together. CDS was an experimental elementary school in Chesapeake Virginia in the late 1960s, 1970s and 1980s. Cathy and I lost touch after I went to Frederick and she moved to Florida. She and I were in school together from 1st to 8th grade. It was great to catch up with Cathy after 36 years. I then went to meet up with Jenna Ingersol. Jenna is like a second daughte

The thing about friendships, if they are true, then they will last forever. Marni Larson (now Osterhage) and I went to Frederick Military Academy together and were part of the last graduating class in 1985. She was Valedictorian of our class and only one of 3 female students that year. We haven't talked since graduation, but caught up on Facebook a few years ago. He late father, Maj. Stuart Larson, was my Tactical Officer, a great man, a great soldier, and one of my earliest mentors. I always felt like Marni was a sister. Anyhow, she heard that I was traveling west and invited me to stay with her for a couple days. It was a very nice time, hanging out with her in the evening and meeting her lovely family. When she and I connected, it was like the conversation 32 years ago just continued... Marni is a Children's Pastor for Grace Foursquare Church and was in the middle of running their Vacation Bible School program. With the multitude of volunteers and children running aro

Today (7/24) I rode from Coos Bay, OR to Seaside, OR. Talk about a cold ride! This one was really cool with the cross winds and overcast. I don't think I saw the sun but twice. I tend to take more pictures when the sun is out, so the bulk of the pictures from today include sunshine. The ride up Hwy 101 and the coast of Oregon was great, even though it was cold and overcast. At one time, I felt wet from all the sea spray. So, not every day has been the bliss of sunshine! Hmmm... it reminds me of life. While the good days definitely outnumber the bad, I've had my share of clouds. I think that the clouds are what help us appreciate the sunshine. It's the gloomy pieces that make the bright pieces so much more enjoyable. Church life is not any different. Church is a messy place sometimes. It isn't all sunshine and daffodils. Sometimes there can be real challenge and real hardship for the community, but if the community is living for Christ, then it is possible to get thr

It has been a fantastic weekend in Coos Bay, OR. I came into Coos Bay yesterday afternoon. The temperatures were a little cool but moderate. Traveling up Hwy 101 was a bit chilly. In some places the cross-winds were vicious! I always try to plant myself for 2 nights over the weekend.  Today I enjoyed worship at the local Episcopal Church, Emmanuel. It was a wonderfully welcoming small parish in the heart of Coos Bay, and I was received warmly by the parishioners there. The worship at Emmanuel was inviting. They are "trying on" some different music to enhance their worship and had a survey form in the bulletin. This new music was played during the prelude and postlude. However, during the service, the hymns were out of Hymnal 1982. The Eucharist was Rite II prayer B from the Book of Common Prayer 1979 . The rector, the Rev. Christie Erskine, is a wonderful story teller and rhetoric preacher. Her message was clear, and I won't be mixing up weeds and wheat anytime soon!

Yesterday (7/20) I set a course for the coast! Starting at San Francisco, I started up Hwy 1. I came to San Francisco via San Jose where I stopped in and visited the Manager of the Spartan Bookstore at San Jose State University, Jesse Nelson. Jesse and I went to Frederick and graduated in 1985. He and I roomed together Sophomore year and remain great friends to this day! It was great to catch up with him and have some lunch. I went from San Jose through San Francisco to pick up Hwy 1. I got to cross the Golden Gate Bridge on my motorcycle! That was very cool 😎. Once I got through the traffic and got on Hwy 1 is was AMAZING! North of San Francisco I followed Hwy 1 up to Salt Point State Park. Today, I went from Salt Point SP to Arcata, CA. Salt Point was COLD last night! It was good to get up and get moving this morning. I tried something a little different with the GoPro. I mounted it to the bike and shot video. I thought the scenery it revealed was awesome. My though

Today (7/19), I rode "inland" up into California rather than hug the coast. It was my plan, as much as possible, to go up Hwy 1 as far as I could. Mother Nature had other plans. The recent land slides at Big Sur and the Forest Fires kept me off of the southern coast of California. It was disappointing, but I decided to do other stuff instead. I set a course to the Pinnacles National Park in central California. I was contacted by Ruth Greer, who wanted to catch up with me on the journey. I worked for Jerry Greer who was the Radiological Controls Operations Supervisor at Westinghouse/Bettis Atomic Power Lab in the early 90s at NPTU Charleston. I haven't seen the Greers since I left Westinghouse in 1994, so it's been 23 years. I thought originally that they lived in Utah, and was planning to see them on the return trip, but they had moved to Bakersfield, CA a few years ago. So, I routed today's trip through Bakersfield and had lunch with Jerry and Ruth Greer. It

I feels a bit surreal, having completed 2,400+ miles of the "first" route west from Chicago to Santa Monica. Riding out onto the Santa Monica Pier was a feeling of exhilaration and fulfillment! The road reavealed to me much more than I thought it would. It was truly an icon, showing me something more profound through it. I was glad to be able to travel Route 66. When I arrived in Santa Monica, another connection from my past was waiting for me. Bob Motamedi and I went to Frederick Military Academy together and graduated in 1985. We ate dinner together and caught up from the 32 year gap since we have seen each other. After dinner, Bob walked me back to the bike, where I realized that a 3 year old battery and the heat and stress of the desert don't get along too well. After calls to AMA and HOG, we figured that it would be good to try a local parts place. We found one open till 9pm! They were able to bring me a battery. Because it was late, Bob invited me to stay with him,

Today (7/17), I crossed what has got to be the HOTTEST 🔥 part of the United States, the Mojave Desert! I was a little scared and anxious about crossing the desert... I lot more than I let on. I had heard horror stories about taking extra water and gas and being prepared. All I was worried about was the bike breaking down or me getting heat stroke or something. I was very careful, and even stopped at the oasis that offered fuel for $5+ a gallon and water for $4 a liter! Capitalist economics of supply and demand at its best! Thankfully, I didn't need fuel, but did take them up on the ice cold $4 liter of water. The cooling vest I purchased in Henderson, NV worked wonders! I actually felt like I was wearing an air conditioner.   The ride was hot, but good. The bike did great. I did great... I drank more water than I wanted, but remained hydrated. Preparation paid off. Points of civilization included the Oasis (the only service for 50 miles on either side), Neddles, Ludlow, Barstow, a

It has been an incredible (and an incredibly HOT 🔥) weekend! Kingman, AZ, with temps at 112 degrees and Las Vegas, NV with 122 degrees!! I have never ridden in such heat! I described it on Facebook... Riding a motorcycle in this heat is like riding a lava flow in a convection oven through the armpit of hell. Keep in mind that my bike is "air cooled" which means, hot air don't help too much! Glad the Harleys are tough!! The bike performed very well... only praises for the Road King! However, I did stop in Henderson at the Harley dealership and bought a cooling vest. It works wonders... You wet it down and wear it under a mesh riding jacket and it acts as a "swamp cooler." The heat was beat! The first stop on the way to Boulder City and Vegas yesterday 7/15 was of course, Hoover Dam (aka Boulder Dam), put up in 1933 in the Black Canyon of the Colorado river on the boarder of Arizona and Nevada. It was a magnificent site. It took 6 years to build it (1931-193