We'll just call day 1 "disaster day". We finally left the bike shop in Anacortes around noon, then we got not one mile down the road before Mark's sleeping bag fell off the back. We made it another mile and his chain popped off twice while he was trying to shift into "granny gear". Another mile down the road and Mark had his first flat tire. Another 8 miles down the road and Mark had his second flat tire. Yet another 8 miles and he had his third flat.
When we finally made it to our set destination for the day, Sedro Wooley, we had to push our bikes in the last half mile because Mark had, you guessed it, another flat. We were so tired of changing tires by then. We had dinner at Burger King and we set up camp for the night in what we think was a BMX bike course. We would've happily camped somewhere legally but the only campground was unavailable for the night due to a 4th of July carnival. No one bothered us where we were though and we left no evidence behind that we were ever there!
So...our first day went from nervousness to frustration very quickly. But I have to say that I am proud of how we handled things. We forced ourselves to keep our hearts joyful and thankful (although it certainly wasn't easy). Mark keeps saying, "We just have to keep trusting the Lord." And I agree.
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It's obvious that you believe and live God's Word in the midst of your "circumstances". On your trip, refer to Philippians 4:4-7 - "Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, Rejoice. Let all men know your forbearance. The Lord is at hand. Have no anxiety about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which passes all understanding, will keep your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." I love you two and am continually praying for you, not worrying, but praying. Love, Mom
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