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Roberta Paul, an adventurous, self-described “suburban mom” takes her family of six and two dogs on a bicycle overnight to Burke Lake Campground, seven miles away, for this Memorial Day adventure. Calling it a great success, they look forward to more bike overnights!
So, I’ve been sent by my employer to Harpers Ferry, West Virginia, for a three-week course. What should I do over the weekends while at school? Hhhmmm, let’s see, I could ship my bike and finally get to do some of the rides I’ve read about in Adventure Cycling magazine and at BikeOvernights.org. That’s it! But Since I live in Arizona, the first thing I have to figure out is how to get my bike there.
High on my 2013 list of adventures was a bike overnight – my first since our 2008 three-day trek from Boston to Provincetown, Massachusetts. Though I was longing for an extended trip, an overnight was much more manageable with our busy schedule. The Adventure Cycling Association’s Bike Overnights page really pushed the point further with the tagline “Don’t wait to go cross country. Go overnight."
I had hoped that a nice, sunny day and cool spring temperatures would combine to help make my first-ever bike overnight memorable. And, while my companions and I did get a remarkable trip up the C&O Canal Towpath from Washington, D.C., the weather we wanted wasn't what we got. It started raining the moment we left our starting point, the downtown D.C. building where I work. It rained as we cycled through trendy Georgetown, where we got a little lost and I almost got mowed down by a big delivery truck in rush hour traffic. And, it rained long past the time when we shivered ourselves to sleep.
I wanted my nine-year-old son to enjoy our trip, and enjoy the ride, but not have it be so tough that we “mis-educate” him. In other words, ruin him for life on the thing we love most, touring on the bike. Our family cannot be described as sedentary, nor are we over-the-top workout fanatics (anymore). Well, maybe we are, but we’ve cut back a lot. We jokingly refer to our family, by the name of our favorite bull on the PBR circuit, “House of Pain.” But, that needs to stay a joke ... well, most of the time.