We spent the day in Mendocino. Jeffrey met lots of nice Americans, just as we do on the open road. I stayed in my plastic bag and met no one.
Margot and Bill admired our road machine. They and Jeffrey have a lot in common: respect for immigrants, a hatred of injustice, and a family history of traffic violence. Our fairing displays an 8” x 10” x-ray of Jeffrey’s left lower leg, broken into 5 pieces by a car driven by a texting speech pathologist. Bill’s and Margot’s son was injured far more severely by a texting pizza deliverer. Jeffrey belongs to the NYC organization, Families for Safe Streets. His heart goes out to Margot and Bill and their son.
Jeffrey followed his dear Nancy and the wonderful Jennifer into downtown Mendocito, which is said to resemble a New English fishing village.
Outside a shoe shop, Jeffrey spoke about the Ride with curious passersby. People spontaneously offered kind words for the project. One woman said that in her California town, a volunteer group looks after all the needs of asylum applicants from south of the U.S. border. Jeffrey praised her community and lamented that such volunteerism is necessary and that, nationwide, it doesn’t meet the need. That’s why we support the Interfaith Welcome Coalition and Human Rights First.
Another passerby stopped to chat at length.
Vince treats medicine as a learned profession. He and Jeffrey agreed about the effect of the profit motive on medical care. (Jeffrey doesn’t astonish easily, but Vince astonished Jeffrey with information on the cost of medical records software and equipment, and with the 7-minute limit imposed by a hospital on routine gynecological exams.) They share views on the immigration system, on the importance of counsel for asylum applicants, and on the unfortunate necessity for volunteers to provide humane treatment to families released from immigration detention. Vince is a cyclist; he’s biked in Vermont, which in parts is similar to this area of California. No wonder Jeffrey thinks he’s a good guy. He will follow the Ride.
After crusing the town, Jeffrey followed Nancy and Jennifer onto a path along the Big [sic] River.
The Sprint 26 tires are less suited to gravel than the others’ rented mountain bikes . . .
. . . so after 1/4 mile or so, when the gravel coarsened, Jeffrey asked the others to go on ahead while he watched the river flow.
Greg and Sara happened by.
Jeffrey explained the difference in how the U.S. treats indigent petty criminals (counsel provided) and destitute asylum seekers (they’re on their own). Kind and thoughtful, Greg and Sara don’t like this. Would that our government reflected the good hearts of our people.
Thus passed a pleasant day away from heavy motor traffic.
Tonight the rain begins.
You tell it like it is, Jeffrey and in return you are getting response and more “like it is” to add to your narrative. We are fascinated. Wonderful that Nancy rides with you too! You two are very very special to a lot of us. Ride On!!
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Carry on to Fort Bragg and beyond, Jeffrey! I so enjoyed spending time in Mendo with you and Nancy.
another great day on your adventure, enjoy keeping up with your travels!
Poor Joey….no one took his picture this day. But, the folks that Jeffrey met are like-minded, and so his message is spread further. Many thanks to him for his work and cycling efforts!