I love this picture… it looks like cycle touring heaven…
…but I’ll tell you what I was thinking.
I was thinking, “These people better be worth it…” and mentally grumbling (again) about the Czech bike paths. We cycled through cornfields, hauled our bikes over downed trees and through ankle deep mud and rattled our teeth over more Eastern European cobblestone than I care to recount in the month or so we were in the Czech Republic.
On this particular golden day we were cycling through farmers’ fields from the middle of nowhere train station towards the little burg of Cerna Hora, home to a famous brewery, and the best friends we’d never met.
Complete strangers had invited us to spend the night. People we’d met on line through a web ring for big families. We knew nothing about them.
If everything else about our year long bike ride had been a complete bust, if nothing good had come of any of it, these people would have been worth all of the effort.
We intended to stay a night or two, camped in our tents on their campground property.
Instead, we stayed almost three weeks, everyone cried when we left and were instant family.
I’ve said it before, but by far the best part of our journey is the people we meet.
I’ve written about the Adams before; we never miss a chance to visit, and I laugh harder in their house than I do anywhere else in the world.
Instead of telling you again how much we love them and how great they are, I thought I’d share some pictures from our adventures with them instead:
