we came upon each other near Seligman, Arizona, in 2013. He was close to finishing his third bicycle ride across America. He’s 27 years old now. He cried as we departed. He seemed concerned at my endeavor.
Tomorrow he loads up and is flying to a remote area in Africa to ride another 4000 miles or so.
If I remember correctly, his is the first bicycle I saw, with a belt, not a chain. I met another long distance rider in 2016 with a belt driven bike. He was 66 years old and riding Route 66.
Today, a long distance bicyclist came through Roberta. He is heading to Pueblo, Colorado.