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When I was a girl I read a magazine article about some people who had ridden coast to coast.

My bike then gave me a degree of freedom greater than I had known before. I’ve never been an especially graceful. Indeed, I’ve been a klutz all my life. But on a bicycle there is a pureness of movement, when the machine and I are functioning as one beautiful organism I feel just as graceful as a ballet dancer.

For the first half of life cycling was a large part of life.

Then came marriage and family responsibilities. Taking the time for the long trip I’ve wanted since reading that magazine article, and the money it would cost to do it… Well it seemed impossible.

Now I am in my 60s and retired and very much out of shape. But my daughter is an adult, my life partner is supportive, the finances are doable and the time is available now that I am retired.

I’ve started riding again. It will be a long time before I am in condition to even think seriously about such a long ride. There are health issues, too.

But its doable. Assuming I don’t fall down and break my hip or something!

But I would much prefer visiting a family nudist resort. Sunshine and no wet bathing suit after using the pool.

The nude beaches here are open to anyone and can be pretty uncivilized. When at Sauvie’s Island or Rooster Rock I’ve seen guys masturbating on more than one occasion. Yuck! Not my thing.

Being among a friendly group of people who are housebroken and socialized to some degree would be an entirely different thing.

Losing this much will put me back at a healthy weight. But it goes on so much more easily than it comes off….