I
have been corresponding with someone, who calls himself "Creative
Thing."
He came up to Santa
Barbara, from Los Angeles area, to visit me.
Rode the Surfliner Train and brought his bike so he could bicycle part
way back.
Our earlier connection was in something called "The Mail Art Network.
Also known as "Postal Art."
I did quite a bit of mail art in the 1980s. This was before
people discovered one another over the Internet. Back
then, mail art, via the Postal Service. was "grassroots communication"
at it's best.
2006 Trip
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Creative Thing,
otherwise known as Leslie, is one of the runners depicted in
this "mural along the freeway."
"The Los Angeles
Marathon."
I
scanned image from an old postcard that Leslie sent. Image is
just a section of the card. I am not sure if Leslie is in
this segment that I scanned. He's somewhere on that card.
He still runs, but bikes more these days.
Bringing his bike up on the Surfliner, Leslie wanted to ride part
way back to his home. Here is the description he sent after that
adventure:
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I can certify
that the Ventura Amtrak station is 31 miles from State Street (Santa
Barbara).
Yeah, I missed the train,
but I was fine with that.
There is no ticket booth
at Ventura, so I couldn't buy a ticket even if I got there ahead of the
train. No matter, I was enjoying the ride. I lost the trail momentarily
outside of Carpinteria until a local informed me that the trail goes
onto the freeway!
By Venture I was getting
depleted and hungry, but I had to get to the Oxnard station before the
last train so I kept on a going, still enjoying the scenery and
tailwind.
13 miles later I rolled
up to the Oxnard station, an hour ahead of the train. I ran over a
metal staple in the last mile and was almost flat when I stopped. I had
time to get a carne asada burrito, patch my flat tube, call my wife and
wash up before boarding. Total distance for the day: 58 miles
Arrived home at 11:30 and
in the sack by midnight.
Up at 6:00 am to ride
into work.
I had a glorious day.
Thanks for being the reason for a one day adventure I would not have
otherwise experienced, Robert.
It was a pleasure meeting
you.
Then.
Don't know why, but that
ride was glorious. Maybe it was the spaghetti, or the coffee. I think
it was mostly downhill too.
Robert adds, it's that tailwind wind out of the northwest.
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