A Ghost Bike is dedicated to a rider who died on the road. Eugene Thornberg died on June 16, 2016 on this stretch of road. A stretch I ride frequently. For when I heard about this dedication I knew where it was being held and how to get there without a map. Been there. Ridden that. Knew I had to attend, even though I didn't know him. He was a cyclist.
Heading there, by bike, of course, I rode the usual route. And as I past my friend's parents' home on Landham I noticed her car was in the driveway. Two years ago she moved to New Hampshire. I stopped. A quick chat. Two or three hugs and I was off, I had to. Two miles more there was a cyclist stopped on the road. She was standing over a huge snapping turtle. I stopped. And we try to move the huge beast to the side of the road with some branches. Making some progress but meeting resistance from our new 20 pound friend a landscaper stops and a soccer family stops. And with the landscaper's shovel and the branches we were able to move the snapper into the swamp next to the road. I rode on. Now pressed for time. Knowing that I was heading for a solemn service, but celebrating life along the way.
Ride safe.
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