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This was the first day of a 1600 mile solo bike ride.
I was out of water.
It was August.
And I was getting dizzy.
All of which were not making me the least bit happy.
I had thought I found relief only to find my oasis closed.
Bottom line, I was in trouble.
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I got back on my bike.
Locked my feet into their clips.
Prepared to continue down the road.
Then I saw it.
No, not my wife driving.
Nor, the sag wagon.
Not that car.
This car was just parked on the side of the road.
Someone was in it.
Someone that might be able to help.
How did I know?
I didn’t know.
But I was hopeful.
In part because of possible human connection.
But mostly because of the bubble lights.
Got the officers attention.
He rolled down his window.
I explained my trouble.
He could have done many things.
What he did, enhanced my confidence in law enforcement.
While bringing relief to my very dehydrated body.
He exited his vehicle.
Opened his trunk.
Got into his own lunch supply.
Found his water.
Refilled my bottle.
My body responded very quickly.
Mental clarity returned.
Once again, I was ready to ride.
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And the accident that almost ended my life.
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As you ride.
No matter if it is around town, long-distance or cross country.
So you too can enjoy the ride.