Monday, September 20, 2010

Sixteen thousand, one hundred and eighty four miles.

This post isn't about ski racing per say, and it isn't about me. It's about my sister, Robin, who just completed an epic journey, all 16,184 miles of it.  

Last week she completed her "year of biking."  She started at our family home in Seattle, biked down the west coast, (took a break to fly back for the Olympics!) then across the US/Mexican border during the winter months, zig-zagged across the East Coast, and returned West through Canada.  She had no plans, no steady biking companions, and spent most of her nights "stealth camping."  Yep - she's a 25 year old female that did it all by herself!  And if you're wondering, stealth camping means sleeping in places that you don't pay for ie, the side of the road behind the camouflage of bushes or one of her last nights, a baseball dugout. During her travels she kept an awesome blog. You can read Robin's final post about her adventure and the other 56 posts if you are so inclined.

Robin had (and still has!) a wicked tan line from her bike shorts.... she's currently growing the helmet hair out and yes, she rocked the APU training shirt all over the country!

In the meantime, here are some of Robin's stats, taken directly from her blog:

The Final Tally for 365 days on the road:

Miles: 16,184 (26, 045 km)
Flats: 41 (none since way back in Vermont!)
Tubes: 15
Tires: 7
Jars of Nut Butter: 38
Nights under a roof: 128
States: 30
Provinces: 4
National Parks, etc: 38
Bike-free days: 58
100+ mile days: 21
Rain: 87
Riding in Rain: 48
Riding with companions: 29
Books: 24
Spontaneous hosts: 6
Ferries: 8
Farms: 2
Rear Wheels: 3
Warmshowers/Couchsurfing hosts: 17
Bike shorts: 3
Tubes Chamois B'tter: 3
Sicknesses: 3
Sunglasses: 3
Nights paid for: 13

Call her crazy, call her brave, call her adventuresome.  As her older sister, I am incredibly proud of her independence, her ambition, and her sense of adventure. She had an amazing year, met absolutely fantastic, genuine people, and had an experience that many of us will never dream of.  Let her be an inspiration. I know that I will - and do!  Congratulations Robs.... so glad you're back safe!

You may ask, "Now what?"  Well, I'm happy to say that there's going to be another Brooks in West Yellowstone this year!  Yep, my sister took a job as the head coach of Glacier Nordic based out of Whitefish, Montana.   

Sweet pic of our family in 1993. Robin's in the front, left and I'm in the middle of my parents wearing one of those sweet fleece barrets that were so cool! 

In other news, fall is definitely here in Anchorage, smell of rotten leaves and all. More on that and the upcoming ski racing season to come - stay tuned! 

Holly :) 

1 comment:

  1. I followed Robin's blog from the time of her trip to the Olympics. I took extra pride in the fact that we are both St Lawrence alums! Honestly, as it often has been with your blog, I enjoyed it SO much, and like you, found huge inspiration in her year. Way to go Robin. I think the apples aren't falling far from the Brooks tree!!