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there is no ridable shoulder available and you are forced to be out in the roadway.</p><p id="7af5">Carefully choosing a route away from roads with a lot of traffic is one of the most important planning features when riding across the country.</p><p id="3a16">Many drivers are reluctant or simply unaware of the need to share the road. I have had logging trucks speed by me at 70 miles an hour, missing me by mere inches.</p><figure id="4f59"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*hK0ypf6ERNNWbJX-.jpeg"><figcaption>Omnipresent logging trucks made southern roads dangerous to ride on. (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><p id="7e0d">It is not just the professional drivers. I have had close encounters with huge RVs towing spare vehicles, family cars and motorcycles. It can be deadly to share the road. This is the main reason I have not toured at all since the birth of my daughter. I don’t want to leave her without a father.</p><figure id="f950"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*RcpFXAOy4teWLUIg.jpeg"><figcaption>On the side of a road in Kansas (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><h2 id="9d12">3. The United States is a beautiful country</h2><p id="d0d8">This is absolutely the best part of cross-country touring, especially on a bicycle. The U.S. has so many different landscapes. I never tire of gazing at this country’s oceans, rivers, mountains, plains and deserts.</p><figure id="4bd4"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*ChZZgZ8Ucym_WfVY.jpeg"><figcaption>The wheat fields of western Kansas can be beautiful (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><figure id="1216"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*mn-d8U39EvCD9f9Z.jpeg"><figcaption>A river in Colorado (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><p id="a884">Cities and paved roads can certainly carve into the beauty of the country but there are still plenty raw and scenic places out there.</p><p id="a837">Crossing the entire country at 12 miles per hour on a bicycle is a great way to view it.</p><figure id="b9fb"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*u0AI2_myX1aaFAMD.jpeg"><figcaption>A beautiful lake in Colorado. (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><figure id="c37a"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*O4qUGFo8KiCVstqU.jpeg"><figcaption>A scenic countryside in Mississippi (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><figure id="9f53"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*oqclcNjg1LLqFcC0.jpeg"><figcaption>A spectacular view of the Teton Mountains and the Snake River (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><figure id="4402"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*TYYgROa4ruWlYH_4.jpeg"><figcaption>Riding down the John Day highway in Oregon (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><figure id="2ad9"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*ylUMutv6XQ3Yq0Lk.jpeg"><figcaption>The road cuts through the rocks in Oregon (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><figure id="74f4"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*KlJMTKALkMvPZrRr.jpeg"><figcaption>Heading towards Yellowstone in Wyoming (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><h2 id="c18f">4. Diversity is everywhere in the U.S.</h2><p id="91ed">Without a doubt, the United States is diverse.</p><p id="a6e8">While I rode a bike across the U.S. in the summer, I encounter hot, sweaty days with temperatures in the 100s in the southern states as well as cold, freezing days out west.</p><figure id="734c"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*SxSlcgOE4cQ_f_VQ.jpeg"><figcaption>Colorado is not all mountains. The US has so many wide open spaces. (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><p id="e4a4">I rode through plains, deserts, mountains, cities, rural communities, abandoned ghost towns and wide, open expanses.</p><figure id="63e6"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*KhgMEGWRH-MdMBGi.jpeg"><figcaption>Sometimes, riding on a dirt road was the only option (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><figure id="fa54"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*Fa2SriF-hJvzIonq.jpeg"><figcaption>An abandoned building in Alabama (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><p id="be53">There was also great economic diversity across the country. Some states spent a lot of money on their roads and infrastructure while others had roads that had fallen into severe disrepair.</p><figure id="725a"><img src="

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https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*xRTz70GqGR6YN4uo.jpeg"><figcaption>An old barn in Kansas (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><p id="9383">The houses that people lived in along the way varied from mansions, to shacks, to vast estates, farms or small apartments. The vehicles they drove were as diverse as the clothes they wore.</p><p id="8830">This country has people living at every place along the economic scale.</p><figure id="e20d"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*ULCPqlWY8e2YmdYH.jpeg"><figcaption>Unexpected view on top of a mountain pass in Oregon (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><p id="f99b">Equally diverse were the people themselves. Most were kind; many were curious. I met new folks daily. The people made the trip just as interesting as the unique landscapes I encountered.</p><p id="7cc3">Meeting and talking to people along the way are often the best parts of traveling.</p><figure id="c615"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*FeNFLL0dmNwh9veB.jpeg"><figcaption>A small town in Alabama (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><h2 id="7ec5">5. Life truly is about the journey, not the destination</h2><p id="45ff">At the beginning of the trip, I sometimes struggled to make my daily destination. I watched the white line on the side of the road and counted the miles. On days that it was really hard, all I could think about was how nice it would be once the day was over and I could get off the bike.</p><p id="ed89">But, somewhere along the way, that stopped happening. Eventually, I started realizing the ride was the important part, not the end goal.</p><p id="2bf0">I took my time and enjoyed the views. I got off the bike and took pictures along the way. I stopped and talked to people who were interested. I visited the shops and restaurants in many of the small towns.</p><figure id="b7aa"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*dgp8NtvvRSDZRfNP.jpeg"><figcaption>The end of the road for me, Seattle, Washington (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><p id="61a3">Somewhere along the over 3,500 miles that I rode my bicycle diagonally across the United States, I stopped counting the miles as much and kept more track of the experiences and the people I encountered along the way. It was then that I truly discovered all the beautiful things this country had to offer.</p><figure id="0586"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*l8cgISt1ARYgrb8o.jpeg"><figcaption>A bridge in Georgia (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><figure id="88e3"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*e9CaBCDs4JNHfCws.jpeg"><figcaption>A sunrise in Stillwater, Oklahoma (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)</figcaption></figure><p id="be51">For other travel stories by Curt:</p><div id="f229" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-historic-katy-trail-in-missouri-e395b7f1e996"> <div> <div> <h2>The Historic Katy Trail in Missouri</h2> <div><h3>An Easy Ride along the Missouri River</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*R1OE3a5uRfMQx-fcvI-bjg.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="a7b4" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/six-things-i-learned-while-walking-across-kansas-23aa3bb919cf"> <div> <div> <h2>Six Things I Learned While Walking Across Kansas</h2> <div><h3>A Slow Trek Across the Central Plains</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*wIELJReyTJpcOo1O)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="1894" class="link-block"> <a href="https://medium.com/@cwmelzer/membership"> <div> <div> <h2>Join Medium with my referral link - Curt Melzer</h2> <div><h3>Read every story from Curt Melzer (and thousands of other writers on Medium). Your membership fee directly supports…</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*frxPHRzbKcLeVxjd)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Five Things I Learned while Riding a Bicycle Across the United States

Lessons on a bicycle ride from Florida to Washington.

My journey across the U.S. by bike (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

According to Forrest Gump, he started running “for no particular reason.” He simply liked to run. Of course, we know that he started running to escape his problems. What motivated him to keep running is the real question.

My tours on a bicycle were not, however, an attempt to escape anything. Truthfully, the bicycling for me started as a way to get healthy. From there, cross-country bicycling rose out of a thirst for adventure. What kept me pedaling was something I had to discover.

I have ridden my bike across Kansas three times and across Missouri twice.

Eventually, I ended up riding my bicycle from Daytona Beach, Florida to Seattle, Washington. I learned as much about myself as I did about the United States as I crossed mountains, plains, deserts and everything in between.

The start of the ride, Daytona Beach Florida — the ride up A1A was pleasant (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

Here is a list of some of the things that I learned along the way.

1. It was difficult but doable

Riding my bike across the United States was one of the hardest things I have ever done.

The journey consisted of riding through heavy traffic in busy cities, long stretches of desolate roads, winds almost impossible to ride against, days so hot and sunny it was impossible to carry enough water, steep mountain passes, failing parts on a bike pushed to its limits, and a tired and achy body searching for a reason to go on.

Changing tires on the side of busy roads added to the hardships. (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

But, day after day, I continued. It got much easier. The hardships were still there but I soon learned that true key to success was in my head and not my body.

Some days were slow going and miles seemed to creep by at a snail’s pace. Other days found me racing down mountains at speeds so fast that it was almost not safe.

Every state has it’s share of tough hills. This is the view from the top of a hill in Arkansas (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

But regardless of what I had to face in a day, eventually it was over and I got to my destination. This lesson has lifted me out of so many low spots in my life since then.

As I crossed the border from Colorado into Wyoming, the clouds forebode rain (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

Not matter how hard what you are going through seems right now, eventually, sooner than you think, it will be behind you. You just have to keep moving forward.

Florida was great about reminding drivers to look out for bicyclists (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

2. U.S. roads can be dangerous for bicyclists

Every year in the United States, thousands of bicyclists are injured and hundreds lose their lives after being hit by cars on the road. Smart phones with GPS, social media and texting have contributed to the increasing numbers of distracted drivers. These distractions have not been kind to the cyclists trying to share the road.

Believe me, I would rather ride my bike on a separate trail away from traffic. But most times, the roadways are the only option.

Bicycle trails can be wonderfully shady and mercifully away from traffic (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

When you have no other options but to travel by bike on a busy road, you can find yourself on a narrow shoulder riding right next to traffic going by at highway speeds. Frequently, there is no ridable shoulder available and you are forced to be out in the roadway.

Carefully choosing a route away from roads with a lot of traffic is one of the most important planning features when riding across the country.

Many drivers are reluctant or simply unaware of the need to share the road. I have had logging trucks speed by me at 70 miles an hour, missing me by mere inches.

Omnipresent logging trucks made southern roads dangerous to ride on. (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

It is not just the professional drivers. I have had close encounters with huge RVs towing spare vehicles, family cars and motorcycles. It can be deadly to share the road. This is the main reason I have not toured at all since the birth of my daughter. I don’t want to leave her without a father.

On the side of a road in Kansas (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

3. The United States is a beautiful country

This is absolutely the best part of cross-country touring, especially on a bicycle. The U.S. has so many different landscapes. I never tire of gazing at this country’s oceans, rivers, mountains, plains and deserts.

The wheat fields of western Kansas can be beautiful (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)
A river in Colorado (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

Cities and paved roads can certainly carve into the beauty of the country but there are still plenty raw and scenic places out there.

Crossing the entire country at 12 miles per hour on a bicycle is a great way to view it.

A beautiful lake in Colorado. (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)
A scenic countryside in Mississippi (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)
A spectacular view of the Teton Mountains and the Snake River (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)
Riding down the John Day highway in Oregon (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)
The road cuts through the rocks in Oregon (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)
Heading towards Yellowstone in Wyoming (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

4. Diversity is everywhere in the U.S.

Without a doubt, the United States is diverse.

While I rode a bike across the U.S. in the summer, I encounter hot, sweaty days with temperatures in the 100s in the southern states as well as cold, freezing days out west.

Colorado is not all mountains. The US has so many wide open spaces. (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

I rode through plains, deserts, mountains, cities, rural communities, abandoned ghost towns and wide, open expanses.

Sometimes, riding on a dirt road was the only option (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)
An abandoned building in Alabama (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

There was also great economic diversity across the country. Some states spent a lot of money on their roads and infrastructure while others had roads that had fallen into severe disrepair.

An old barn in Kansas (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

The houses that people lived in along the way varied from mansions, to shacks, to vast estates, farms or small apartments. The vehicles they drove were as diverse as the clothes they wore.

This country has people living at every place along the economic scale.

Unexpected view on top of a mountain pass in Oregon (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

Equally diverse were the people themselves. Most were kind; many were curious. I met new folks daily. The people made the trip just as interesting as the unique landscapes I encountered.

Meeting and talking to people along the way are often the best parts of traveling.

A small town in Alabama (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

5. Life truly is about the journey, not the destination

At the beginning of the trip, I sometimes struggled to make my daily destination. I watched the white line on the side of the road and counted the miles. On days that it was really hard, all I could think about was how nice it would be once the day was over and I could get off the bike.

But, somewhere along the way, that stopped happening. Eventually, I started realizing the ride was the important part, not the end goal.

I took my time and enjoyed the views. I got off the bike and took pictures along the way. I stopped and talked to people who were interested. I visited the shops and restaurants in many of the small towns.

The end of the road for me, Seattle, Washington (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

Somewhere along the over 3,500 miles that I rode my bicycle diagonally across the United States, I stopped counting the miles as much and kept more track of the experiences and the people I encountered along the way. It was then that I truly discovered all the beautiful things this country had to offer.

A bridge in Georgia (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)
A sunrise in Stillwater, Oklahoma (Photo by Curt Melzer — author)

For other travel stories by Curt:

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