Six years ago Nov. 29 2016 I proudly set a world record climb for cancer charity New Zealand, on the steepest street in the world. Grade is 38% time was 3:49:15 minutes . My legs are still burning. The Baldwin St. record still stands today.
My ironman training starts with a sunrise ocean swim two times a week. Water is a balmy 82 f. From point at Kanapaali beach to Black Rock 1.5 miles. Dolphins join me sometimes to play and pass me, but turtles I can thankfully barely still pass!
I keep running into this old turtle and old friends from my past young life living part time on Maui. Must be at least 350 lbs or more and maybe 50 years old. A green sea turtle with at least 100,000 miles on him by now. I find my peace underwater with the silence, fish, and coral reefs.
A poor skip the dishes cyclist. His chain broke on his bike on the bridge. The poor kid was standing at the concession in the park looking at the food. He was hungry, stuck and naturally a bit upset. His clothes and holes in his shoes told me he was poor. So I got him a double cheeseburger, fries, pop and a donut. Many people gave me a room and food on my journey. Made my day, just seeing that he was so happy was priceless ....... PS we fixed the chain too.
I just applied, (because Im already able to skip breakfast sometimes) and Canadians can now finally apply. Need a challenge or one gets weaker. Filming May to July 2023 in Fiji. Winner gets one million USD.
Losers lose 15 to 50 lbs in Fiji. I love Fiji.
I found a wallet last week, cycling Sunday along Blenheim, it was inside a lost pannier. I took the wallet with credit cards money etc and left the pannier with a note and my number in case she came back looking for it. The girl excitedly called me an hour later as she found the pannier and note. I rode to her house and personally gave her the wallet back. She hugged me so hard my lungs deflated. Then gave me a few of her organic garden veggies she grew and a jar of her homemade bee honey. I was so happy for her. She was a Kitsilano girl grown up from then I could just tell.
Yesterday on Broadway on my way cycling to a Drs. appointment, I gave a vagrant type guy sitting on the sidewalk panhandling my freshly bought hash browns and bagel. He grunted and just grabbed them and chowed down didnt even look up at me. Oh well, I felt sorry for him. Made me sad rather than happy (like returning the wallet did). Kind of glad he didnt give me a hug anyways.
But I think I'll stick to finding wallets
I am a fire captain and cancer survivor.
In memory of the
FIRE FIGHTER CYCLE
FIRE FIGHTER CYCLE
A Cycle Around the World For Cancer Charity