David Freeze

By David Freeze

A sense of purpose and how you can help

   Normally the local runners club would be focused on races and other active events this time of year. Between March and May, we had at least a dozen events scheduled. Local charities benefit financially, and our club members love planning and organizing the events.

   My most recent Gotta’ Run columns in the Salisbury Post received supportive comments for the positive spin on the good side of the virus. Here is another in that series, describing a real and positive need in the community and an opportunity for many of you.

   I received word that Rowan Helping Ministries needed volunteers to help serve many of their upcoming meals. The first need was for Saturday, April 4^th. The Salisbury Rowan Runners took that date and looked for more. The usual civic groups and churches had decided to back away currently from a very enjoyable and rewarding contribution to RHM’s wonderful work. At the time, about 60% of the meals were without volunteers to prepare and serve. In the past, SRR has worked the meals in a much less worrisome time, before anybody even thought of catching a terrible virus. It was hard to find a slot to help due to the tremendous community support.

   SRR had committed to serving all Saturday lunchtime meals in April and its now mushroomed to three times a week. In a normal spring, we would have a group working races nearly every Saturday, so it wasn’t a big leap timewise to do this although the need and task involved were different. I asked for volunteers and got them quickly. A few more had questions about how we would meet the social distancing requirements.

   I joined Adalie Harrison, Linda Sufficool and Luann Fesperman that first Saturday morning to serve 90 members of our community. Pizza from Little Caesar’s, an amazing fruit salad from Father and Son Produce and the incredible brownies of Amanda Lewis made the meal. All three of these suppliers went way beyond normal in giving us special pricing and pinpoint timing. Debbie Suggs Catering helped with yesterday’s meal.

    Harrison, age 18, was the first to volunteer. One of the best athletes of any age in Rowan County, she said, “I like to help others, especially those that don’t have as much. Serving was a way to show strength over the virus.” Sufficool, a retired teacher from RCCC, quickly volunteered with,“It would be my honor and privilege to serve there again.” Fesperman, owner of the Trophy House and a former Rowan County athlete of the year, jumped onboard and then donated to the meal costs.

        RHM Executive Director and SRR member Kyna Grubb said, “Rowan Helping Ministries is founded on community collaboration and volunteer service.  In addition to our dedicated staff, we require a corps of volunteers to sustain our feeding programs.  We have streamlined our services and added many new protocols to ensure physical distance and a safe environment for people to help people.”

      New serving procedures at RHM allow for a streamlined process to safely ensure the correct social distancing while the meal was prepared and given to the clients. Meal trays were made ahead, about 10 at a time. Those using the trays ate in the cafeteria, two to a table. Styrofoam to-go trays were also prepared ahead for clients who didn’t want to enter the facility. Those who do enter the building are temperature checked.  

   It took us about an hour to prepare the fruit salad with some of the season’s first watermelons, cantaloupes, bananas, grapes and strawberries, a process full of conversation and fun for all. Another hour to serve the meal and about 20 minutes to clean up completed the work. Proper safety practices were as promised and thankful clients, while farther away, were still appreciative.

    Linda took prayer requests from the clients and we’ve shared those requests for follow-up. Since then, we’ve served five times and have committed to three more times this coming week. Volunteerism to serve the meals has not improved.

   While it may appear that the RHM clients and members of our community were the recipients of a fine meal, the real gift was received by those SRR members who gave their time and talents to care for others. The need is huge, and you and your group can help. If willing, contact Betsy Warner, RHM volunteer manager, at 704-637-6838, ext. 112.

By David Freeze

While all of us have been limited by the state and national response to the coronavirus, we are still fortunate. Yes, we are! I will tell you why I think so.

Back in 2013, I was on my first long-distance bike ride. Still struggling to get the hang of spending long and challenging days on the bike, I had a bad day going. At least, it seemed a particularly trying day. I had just arrived in Three Sisters, Wyoming, after battling a headwind and intense climbing for hours. While trying to get a room, I heard “no vacancy” and extremely high prices. I was already borderline late on getting my daily report in. And a big storm was bearing down on me. I called the Post and spoke to nighttime editor Paris Goodnight. Paris, an outdoor adventurer in his own right, listened to my list of problems and said, “So, what was good about today?” I was immediately floored and realized he was right. There were good things that I didn’t think enough about. No days are perfect, but every day has something good. So, with this column, I hope you will join me as I consider some of the good things even during the response to this virus.

Most of us still have our health. We can still exercise and use the outdoors freely. I read the other day that 20% of people never exercise and an even greater number never seek time outdoors. One friend told me on Sunday about a visit to a botanical garden for the first time and was so amazed that he made 40 pictures. It won’t surprise anyone that I think any day with exercise and time outdoors is my kind of day.

With meetings and events curtailed, we all have extra time for new of different things. Another friend told me that his family decided to do some housework together. They cleaned and reorganized cabinets, talked more than usual and later grilled a meal. He was happy that all of this made great quality time together.

Another friend has been interested in learning a new language and has decided to make it happen. Challenging your mind anytime is good and especially if this virus has provided time to do it. I am looking forward to extra reading. Plus, no time is better to plan my own next adventure.

I have decided to do a neglected project each day. On the farm, there are always plenty of these. For the last week, I have stuck to this and made some good headway. We had some fence problems last week and as of today, I’ve removed about 600 feet of scrub trees and overhanging limbs that make fence maintenance a lot easier.

To this point, I have addressed self-needs. One of my favorite things is to help others, often providing a sense of real accomplishment by the end of the day. Think of your neighbors, friends and family and how you can help them through this. Just the simple task of finding good bananas for one of my neighbors was great fun. It took a very early visit to an already busy grocery store to find some and in turn, the same neighbor got a torn work jacket repaired for me.

In the bigger picture, I love giving blood and realize the need is great. With the attention on the virus and fear of the process, blood donations for other medical issues have waned. Use https://www.redcrossblood.org/give.html/find-drive to find a drive near you. Kannapolis Church of Christ has a drive on scheduled Friday and Mt. Zion Church of Christ in China Grove has one on next Sunday afternoon. Check ahead for any changes.

We certainly have plenty of uncertainty and reasons for concern, but hopefully these are some ideas that will replace worry in a positive way. Yes, there are good things still happening. Let’s remember them and plenty of other blessings we still have. Check out the blooming azaleas and the nice weather as you can. Keep those prayers going.

By David Freeze

Fitness has gone into a never-before-seen world of no gyms and no group activities, all just as Robin Satterwhite and Isaac Miller should be hitting their stride while participating in the Post wellness program.

I asked them what they miss the most and how they are compensating. Satterwhite, a professor at RCCC, said, “I do miss the variety of having three gyms to choose from. Each gym has a different environment or atmosphere. Regular patrons and staff, particularly at the Forum, seem to be extra supportive. I live on a farm and have a good walking or running trail here, plus we have been able to use the track at Catawba.”

Miller, a Salisbury police officer, had another take. He said, “It really hasn’t changed anything for me. I’m blessed to have a department that believes in physical fitness and we have a good gym. I love going for long runs, so I’m great when we are outside. The gym was always a distraction for me because I’m a people watcher and it’s easy to get lost in thoughts of them. Working out at the police department or on my own gives me the freedom to get lost in the workout itself. Catawba College’s track is still open and there’s plenty of room. I marvel in the fact that I’ve been running for 45 minutes or more.”

Both Satterwhite and Miller have shared comments about eating too much. I asked about other problems that still linger. Robin said, “Believe it or not, I haven’t had the urge to cheat this month. My fat cravings (pizza, cheeseburgers, etc.) seem to have subsided. My heart rate and blood pressure have both dropped. My anxiety levels have improved tremendously each month. I am losing weight, but it seems I lose, then get stuck for a while, then cycle again. I have taken a popular depression and anxiety medication since 1996 with a side effect of weight gain. My doctor said the drug can make weight loss difficult. I want to explore a lower dosage to hopefully boost weight loss. I want to also be off blood pressure meds.  Secondly, persistent knee discomfort has hampered my workouts some. David arranged a physical therapist visit to address this.”

Miller added, “My problem is saying no to a good dessert, which I am better at. Sugar is still a weakness of mine. And tacos! My wife is Hispanic and some foods we eat are really heavy, but we’ve gotten a lot better at steering away from unhealthy foods.”

The program is goal driven and March wasn’t the best month. Satterwhite said, “I have not met my goals for March but I won’t give up. I am using 1,510 calories daily and monitoring it on Myfitnesspal as well as doing my six days of workouts weekly. The stationary bike or elliptical trainer for aerobic activity are easier on the knee. I am looking forward to getting to the bottom of that issue.”

I think Miller is turning the corner. He said, “I’ve seen the most improvement in my calorie discipline. I typically only eat sweets when they fall within my calorie limits. Also, I find that I really want to work out. Missing a run makes me feel empty. I associate a day of not running like a day without kissing my wife before going to work. The day just isn’t right if I miss either.”

Neither Satterwhite or Miller is consistently on track right now. Robin said, “I am not where I want to be, but I will get better.”

Goals for April are important to Satterwhite. She said, “I want to see more weight loss. I hope to reduce medications with my doctor’s supervision since I have taken them for over 20 years.

Miller said, “Honestly, I’m not on track with where I want to be. Going into April, I should have already been under 300 pounds. I take full responsibility for every pound gained and lost. I often visited the taco truck knowing I shouldn’t. Results on the scale are a must for me. Multiple strangers tell me they’re rooting for me and others are keeping up with my progress. I’ve recently began multiple runs a day or a run and strength training combo (2-a-days). I want to smash realistic goals. I can put up double digits weight loss every month and I’m going to do it. Next month I will be at 295 or less!”

Miller is at 308 right now and has lost 16 pounds since Jan. 1. Satterwhite is down 6.5.

It’s a long process. See you at the end of April. Stay safe and active!

By David Freeze

China Grove First Baptist Church began the process of looking for a new pastor in November 2018 and entered into a month of prayer. The conclusion of that month began a journey that nobody saw coming and can only be explained by the direct involvement of an incredible God.  

The prayer ministry at First Baptist is available to everyone, with requests often coming through their website, sidewalk prayer box or their Facebook page. A new journey began when an indigenous pastor and missionary in Tanzania simply asked, “Please pray for my ministry.” Pastor Emmanuel simply said, “We need Bibles. Please pray that God will send us some Bibles.”  

When Chad Lewis, a China Grove First Baptist Church member, asked the pastor how he found the church in China Grove, North Carolina, the answer was that “he was praying one night, asking God to lead him to people who would partner with him in prayer.”

“As we began to pray, we also began to research how to send Bibles to Tanzania,” Lewis said. “The Baptist State Convention, the Bible Society and other African missionaries all said that costs for shipping and risk for theft were both too high.”

Even though others were saying “don’t do it,” church members continued to pray and moved forward. After finding several options on Amazon for purchasing Swahili Bibles, Lewis said, “We picked a random Amazon vendor and inquired about bulk pricing. This was no random choice. God was at work in the smallest of details.”

The vendor selected, World Books and Records, wanted to help — but not through Amazon. The goal was to send 50 Bibles, with a stretch goal of 100, dreading the expected high shipping cost. 

World Books responded with, “Yes, we can we accommodate that quantity and we can ship it for free.”  

World Books owner Nderitu Kanyogoro shared how he grew up in Kenya and now has a distribution warehouse close enough to Tanzania for shipping Bibles, saying that when he committed himself to Christ he didn’t have a Bible and could not afford one.

“The student who witnessed to me gave me his only Bible as he came from a very poor family as well,” Nderitu said “I felt the love and the pain of receiving the word of God from my brother. Three weeks later, I witnessed to another student who received Jesus as his Lord and Savior.

“He too had no Bible and then it was my turn to give up mine. I can’t start to explain the joy I felt but even more so, the pain of not having what had become my sword and my shield.”

Nderitu continued, saying his mother visited him at a boarding school and gave him the equivalent of about $2 for pocket money.

“The following weekend, I walked a whole 40 miles to the nearest bookstore to buy a Bible, never mind that I had no more money, he said. “My mom had told me that the 20 shillings would be my bus fare to go back home when the school closed. After school closed, I had no bus fare, but I had myself a Bible. God provided me strength and grace to walk a whole 50 miles back home. I was tired but I had a wonderful time to converse with him.”

After moving to the U.S. as an adult and becoming a successful scientist, Nderitu asked only for the opportunity to help provide God’s word to more people. World Books and Records was born.

“That is why I spend my resources. I have donated to many, and the vast majority do not even know about,” Nderitu said. “It means so much to me to know that a Bible is going to someone who couldn’t possibly afford one, and for that one person, it is nothing short of a miracle.”

With something amazing in the works, China Grove First Baptist Church agreed to collect money during the month of December and watch God work. The church was able to purchase 246 Bibles instead of the original 50.

“God was certainly up to something big,” Lewis said. “Nderitu was so moved that he personally contributed 54 more Bibles so that 300 shipped.” 

Pastor Emmanuel was beyond ecstatic. With most villagers unable to afford a Bible, his church and the village came together for an entire day of worship and celebration to thank God for answering their prayers. Many now had their very own copy of God’s word.  

World Books and China Grove First Baptist Church continued to get updates from Pastor Emmanuel on how the Bibles were making a difference. 

China Grove First Baptist Church continued to pray. Church members have been involved with mission work in Vermont and New Hampshire for over seven years. One of those partner churches, Crossroads Community Church, joined in as did non-church members in the community. 

From the time the first Bible was shipped to Tanzania, a little over a year ago, there have been over 2,000 people in the Tanzanian villages who now have a personal relationship with Christ. Many of those are still without a Bible, but recently, China Grove First Baptist Church sent more than 250 additional Bibles. 

For more information on the Bible program or to send your prayer request, contact China Grove First Baptist at 704-857-5415 or at pray@chinagrovefbc.com  

By David Freeze

I had been curious for the last two nights about a bunch of tall palm trees with Christmas lights wrapped around them.

After dark last night (Friday) and in the drizzling rain, I went for a closer look today (Saturday).

Apparently a local sleep doctor has his office and house together, and decorated the biggest trees in his yard. I walked up and tried to take a few good pictures and a woman came out to say, “How can I help you?” I told her I was admiring the trees and lights. She responded, “Oh, no problem, please enjoy.”

Hawaii seems full of this attitude. So friendly and happy! I am finishing this day while having a blast. A lot of good things fell into place today and I will recap them.

Back from a much-better-than-yesterday early run, I saw another runner coming in and he wanted to know the time. I told him and he said, “I’ve got to hurry to meet the bus.” I did also and told him so. About 45 minutes later, after packing and leaving Arnott’s Lodging and Adventure, I was at the bus stop and my new friend was already inside when it stopped.

These are big city buses with cool bike racks on the front. After a little coaching, I learned how to mount mine and got on the bus. My fare was $2 to take me, two big bags and the bicycle to the other side of the island, probably about 85 miles on the route we took. If I lived on the Big Island, I wouldn’t use a vehicle much. The bus is so convenient and amazingly cheap.

Once loaded, I talked with Ben, the runner from this morning. He’s into martial arts and is an actor, but he’s spending multiple weeks in Hawaii to finish a book. We parted ways at the bus exchange, promising to keep in touch.

Next came the bus ride over some of the same area that I cycled and then the “Saddle Road” back to Kona. I had been told not to ride it because of tight turns, little shoulders on occasion and high traffic. Crossing the center of the island, I was amazed at all the higher altitude grasslands and then more lava fields. Beautiful but barren, it was the shortest way to Kona and I’m glad we saw it by bus. That bus driver used to drive a truck in Charlotte.

First and most important when back to Kona was to return my rented bike to Bike Works. The fee came out $10 cheaper than I expected because I kept it for an extra two days, meaning the per day rate was lowered. My pedals and I are headed home, but I hope to never see that seat again.

The bike did a great job and I didn’t have to pay the $2,800 credit card bill for not returning the bike.

By this time, the rain was falling pretty well, but I had some shopping to do: a few gifts for home and some food for the evening.

While shopping in the ABC store for both things, I didn’t see any liquor. I think its a convenience store chain that doesn’t sell hard alcohol. There are at least three of these stores within about a half-mile walk in downtown Kona. They are packed every time I go in.

Next came the farmers market where I bought the smallest bananas and some fresh pineapple, plenty of each for $4. I wanted one of those miniature teak surfboards but passed this time.

With all this done, I had a mile more to walk to my home for the evening, Kona Tiki Hotel. I am directly on the ocean, listening to the waves crash against a rock wall about 30 feet from the patio area of my room. This is so cool! I even saw a humpback whale surface a couple of times as he or she passed by, remembering from Captain Dan’s Whale Watch that humpbacks like to cruise close in.

Small boats keep passing by, too, and it could rain again soon.

I will have one more update from Sunday after my last morning here.

David Freeze is a Salisbury Post contributor who is biking in his 50th state, Hawaii.

By David Freeze

50^th state cycling adventures comes to a close

   The Big Island of Hawaii is the nation’s largest island with an area of 4028 square miles. It has the world’s tallest mountain from ocean floor to summit as Mauna Kea rises 33,476 feet in that manner. And it has the southernmost point in the 50 states at Ka Lae, or “South Point”. And Hawaii is the only state once ruled by its own royalty.

    An amazing place for sure! But being confident in the beginning that I could see everything on one island in a week was a big mistake. I had plenty of good information as I flew to Hawaii and the usual desire to see everything possible. I saw Mauna Kea from a distance and was on the same road to reach South Point but didn’t have time for the hike to either one.

    What I did see was most active volcano in the world at Kilauea in the Volcanoes National Park. Think a smaller Grand Canyon but with steam vents just biding their time. I saw whales in the ocean, once from my room on the last evening and I saw the amazing waterfalls and flora and fauna of one island of the beautiful state. I met the amazing people, nearly all ready with a smile as soon or even before I was.

     I used to write about how friendly the locals were when I traveled to a new American city. After seeing all 50 states, my award goes to the native Hawaiians. Friendly and outgoing, and so happy. We should all learn that lesson.

    My last night was the most relaxing on the island, not that they all weren’t, but just because my list of things to figure out had dwindled to just how to spend my last morning before returning to the airport. I’ll admit that the time difference made sleeping enough very hard. I wanted to get up at midnight and get on the road by 2am, matching the times back here.

    Imagine sitting on your own room patio and watching a humpback whale surface just offshore. Not once, but twice. Then the ocean slapped against the seawall just 30 feet from that same chair all night long, the best sleep aid I could have.

     I did sleep well on that last night and had a decent run early in the always present humidity. Then a wonderful breakfast of bagels, fresh pineapple and papaya. I knew my time on the island was ending. There was enough time left to walk about a mile and half through Kona, do a little shopping, and savor the environment of peace and tranquility of Sunday morning in Hawaii. I heard an open-air church service from the the second floor of a restaurant and bar. I kept counting down the minutes and finally pressed the phone app to summon Uber. It was time to go.

     Just five minutes later, Alice pulled up and I loaded my bags in her car. During the 15 minute ride to the airport, we talked about my time on the island, and hers too as a native Hawaiian. My impressions and hers weren’t far apart. As a native Hawaiian, we talked about prices, the climate and even whale watching. Alice knew a place that visitors don’t see and when I go back, I’ll find it. She told me the name of Bougainvillia plants and their flowers that thrive even in the lava rock.

     I saw all the main roads, either on the bike (about 175 miles), a tour van or the almost free bus service. I missed the southern side of the island between the Kilauea and south of Kona. When I pedal the long rides, I always have to leave a few things behind to see next time, and you can bet I’ll do my best to return. And visit some of the other islands too. I love the Hawaiian music and words. Next time, I will bring my own bike seat for sure!

      The Kona airport is open air and perfect, except for Sunday’s high intensity TSA rush and then going through an agriculture inspection. My flight to LA was on time, and the connecting flight to Charlotte arrived at 6am on Monday morning.

      Back safe and sound again! Thanks to God for that, for riding with me as always. And for the support of the Post readers, especially Tim and Linda Hoffner, Bill Godley, Leonard Wood and Dick and Jean Richards. To everyone, we’ve done 50 states, the District of Columbia, Canada twice and all the Great Lakes together. Mahalo (Thanks) to every one of you for riding along for some or all of the journey. We did it together!  

 Today felt more normal with a great mix of people and scenery. And some challenges and surprises too!

  To begin with, my butt is doing better with the different bike seat. I’ve learned to raise up just enough when crossing those dreaded bumps. Next time, I will bring my own seat. I had an agenda after another wonderful night in good hotel, the Hotel Honoka’a Club. It rained most of the night and loud birds were chirping constantly. I loved it all.

   First, I wanted to start down the coast toward Hilo and explore along the way. The road shoulder for the most part were plenty wide and traffic was moderate and courteous. Being on a new bike makes me unsure at times but all turned out well. First up was a stop at Donna’s Cookies, a fast moving little cookie factory right on the highway. As soon as you enter, they give out samples. I chose peanut butter and got 10 cookies for a great price. The boss let me take their picture, but all the ladies got serious and looked down instead of laughing as they had been.

    I moved on and just happened to ride by the smallest Post Office I have ever seen. Just about an 8ft. X 8ft., with one operator inside. I met Mary Jo Stevenson coming out and we struck up a conversation across the road that soon moved to just in front of the building. Mary Jo is a local pastor and former Ironman Triathlon competitor. Mary Jo said, “At one time, this was the smallest PO in America and the tour buses used to stop often. Not sure if it still is.”

  After that, I had my heart set on the Akaka Falls State Park. Mary Jo told me it was uphill and was it ever at about 400 feet in elevation per mile for nearly four miles. I had read about some theft occurring from parked cars and wondered what I could do with the $2800 bike. I got the one park attendant to watch it and all turned out well. The falls are spectacular, at 442 feet which doubles the height of Niagara Falls. Got some great pictures and rocketed down the hill to Mr. Ed’s Bakery in Hononu. I met Rick, Jenny and Patty from Livermore, California amid a great conversation of cycling in general and my 50th state. Rick’s group sampled most everything in the store while I got a blueberry and a lilikoi turnover. Lillikoi is made of passion fruit and I am about to eat it now. I did sample the taste and loved it.

   Next up was decision time about where to spend the night in Hilo. I chose Arnott’s Lodging and Adventures where I have a very unique room. There are two other bedrooms in this apartment but no one will use them, leaving me with a large bathroom and kitchen for my own use through early Saturday morning. Gloria did a great job of taking care of me and it is from here that I take a van tour of the Volcanoes National Park on Friday.

  Then will come free time in the afternoon in Hilo. I am on the beach, and have been directed to a nearby black sand beach and rainbow falls. I’ll be on the bike again for these places and more. Tentatively, the bike and I plan to return to Kona early on Saturday morning.

   Today was the best day yet in Hawaii! I loved it all except that terrible climb, or maybe the terrible climb just made all the rest seem better. With that, I hope you will join me for Friday’s update and some more fun. Keep sending your messages and ideas, and those prayers too! See you back here tomorrow!

By David Freeze

 Following the best sleep yet since I arrived in Hawaii, I had big plans for today. After a healthy meal the evening before in Hawaii, I wanted to climb the Kohala Mountain Road and keep rolling for close to 80 miles and make Hilo late this evening. Nothing like that occurred.

   I rode back into Hawi and headed up a step grade immediately as I turned left on Kohala Mountian Road. Pedaling regularly at 8-10 percent grade,  I was soaked and pouring sweat immediately. I needed 22 miles to make Waimea this way, but a fast route of 30 miles back the way I came the day before  would have included lots of downhill. Still I wanted the hilly route or thought I did. I found beautiful hay, cattle and horse farms with amazing views of the Pacific far below. I also found lots of traffic and many tight curves and almost no shoulder.

   The highlight of the morning was meeting Stark Draper from Toronto as he caught me from behind with 1,500 feet of elevation to go. We rode together for a while and then made photos before he headed off. In my delirium, I am pretty sure that Stark has been delayed from going back to work by the coronavirus.

   Once in a while, I just have nothing and today was that day. A constant slug uphill dragging along the extra 50 pounds of gear didn’t go well. Once over the 3,500 foot pass, I found mostly an easy coast downhill into Waimea, a good sized town for the Big Island. My first stop at a convenience store was for two little ice cream containers and a huge bottle of water. All that sweat and effort left me to try and refuel like I had before in similar times.

    I gave up on the idea of a Hilo today. So I called Siri’s cheap motel in Waimea and got a price of $222 for tonight. Then I asked the proprietor of the convenience store what I could expect ahead and was told no motels existed until I made Hilo. I asked two residents while they pumped gas and they both agreed, although an inebriated customer told me there was some but he couldn’t remember where. The two guidebooks I have been using listed none.

   Intent to head for Hilo on a so far crappy day, I stopped once more at the Shell station and asked Rae. She didn’t know but suggested I asked Siri. My pronunciation of Hawaii names got Rae laughing. But we found one, the Hotel Honoka’a Club. I called ahead and headed that way.

   Suddenly my energy was back and a slightly downhill road helped a lot. Just 90 minutes later, I had a room in a 1926 era hotel in one of the best little towns I have come across. Maybe the best since several Idaho towns and their gunfighter hotels of the late 1880’s. There is no TV and just like last night’s motel, no AC or heat. But who needs either in Hawaii? It has been raining since I got here and is pouring now. The owners, Jory Watland and Annelle Lee are fabulous and shared lots of information and a very fair price for the room I got.

   Honokaa was a sugar production town just following the Civil War and continued until 1994. Now all those old town buildings have found life in more modern touristy businesses. I walked around town just before the heavy rain came and loved it all.

    Tomorrow, I do plan to make Hilo while stopping in the other little towns on reportedly one of the most beautiful  coasts anywhere in Hawaii. And the Akaka Falls State Park is on the way. I have booked the bike until early Saturday morning, so there is still much to do.

   I have been trying to rehydrate this evening as the heavy rain continues to fall, very happy that I am not out riding in it. While not the day I expected, it was still a good day and I am ready for less up and down riding tomorrow.

   See you back here tomorrow for Thursday’s report from the Big Island!

By David Freeze

  I am at the Club Hotel tonight on the eastern side of Havi, pronounced Haavee. I just took my first ever outside shower, not associated with a campground, on one of these trips. I have this great little throwback room in a motel left over from the 50’s. There are two bathrobes hanging in the room for me to us and my bathroom is right beside my room. And the shower is just underneath it and accessed from the yard. It is all so cool and is the first room that has been reasonable on the whole trip.

I ran five miles this morning and checked out of the Kona Beach Hostel. I gave it rave reviews for everything except a $16 charge if you don’t stay a two nights back to back. I will probably go back later in the week.

The rental bike came from Bike Works in Kona, another good deal if I don’t wreck it. It is a $2800 carbon hybrid bike, supposed to be heavy enough to carry the 50-60 pounds I’m lugging along. Once the bike was set up with bag racks, the mechanic sent me outside to try it. It felt very awkward, especially since they had me test it out on a narrow and sloping parking lot. Once I got it all loaded, I still walked it through a strip shopping center parking lot, slightly afraid to try the bike with the load on it until I was on level ground.

 All worked out well but I am still on the hook if I wreck it. They made me sign a $2800 credit card receipt, just in case. I brought my own pedals but should have brought my own seat too. The seat is terrible so far. I’ve been applying chamois butter all day. Day 1 is in the books and I am probably going to use the bike for at least three. About 59 miles today.

 Several highlights occurred today. I stopped at the first convenience store on the way out of Kona and saw the highest prices I have seen yet. A $3.99 bagel and one of those little banana nut breads for $8.99. I used the bathroom and got away from there fast.

Next after miles and miles of riding through the lava fields, a windy area that makes up most of the Ironman Triathlon bike course, I saw a big crowd gathered around a blue enclosed trailer. A dozen people were ordering or waiting to pickup their malasadas, an apparent special donut unique to Hawaii. It is one big puff of pastry with the topping still hot in the middle. When I ordered, I asked how long to make two Bavarian cream donuts and one of her Mango Lemonades. I had only been on the rode for 30 miles and needed a boost. The operator whispered that she would serve me out the back window while the others waited at the front. I could only eat one and drink the fantastic Mango drink.

 It is an almost never ending 20 mile climb coming into Havi and I was worn out when I made the top of the hill and the triathlon turnaround. The cyclists make great time on their way back through the sea level town of Kawaihae and back to Kona.

While in Kawaihae, another of the wonderfully named towns, I asked the clerk at a store if she knew of reasonable nearby hotels. She gave me two names and one was closed for the day at 3:30 pm. The message said, “We’re open to 4 every day but it is Hawaiian time if we have already closed.”

After checking into this wonderful Club Motel, I rode back uphill to the Takata grocery store. Prices were reasonable but not a banana could be found in the store. I did buy a bean filled Anpan, another Hawaiian treat.

 I am beginning to find that the Hawaiians are a very happy group when away from the town of Kona. One guy smiled and laughed when he gave me directions and the Havi police chief smiled a lot when we talked about my 50th state cycled.

The goal has been completed, but it’s back on the saddle again tomorrow. I plan to go over the mountain into Waimea and then make part of the journey toward Hilo.  Hilo and Juno are the real towns on the Big Island, and Hilo is the gateway to the Volcanoes National Park.

So, join me again tomorrow when we see what is special about Wednesday’s ride. Thanks to Leonard Wood for advice and support for this adventure. I hope you all will keep riding along.

By David Freeze

After 23 straight hours of mostly awake time, I went to bed in Kona, Hawaii, thinking I had a pretty good plan. My goal for the week is to spend at least three days riding, a day mostly trying to see whales and a day at the Kilauea volcano. I also want to see as many sunsets as I can while on the western side of the Big Island. I got one great one last night. Tonight is drizzly and cloudy so I may not be able to see one tonight. There is a big luau at the resort I stayed at last night, so I hope to check that out.

  I started this morning with a 5.5 mile run, part of it on the Ironman Triathlon course. I read that a Chinese billionaire owns the rights to the event after paying 900 million dollars for it. Lots of runners and cyclists seem to be out on the course daily. I already recognize the street and road names and some of the locations I have seen on TV.

  Next, with an idea toward saving some money in this very expensive area, I walked four plus  miles to Captain Dan’s Whale Watch boat leaving out of Honokohau Harbor. We left with 40 people and three more crew for a “3 hour tour”, but for all you Gilligan fans, we all did come back.

   For two hours, we road out to deep water, about 4,000 ft, and after seeing nothing, we came back in the area near the harbor where a humpback whale was sighted this morning. Adult humpbacks, as big as a school bus, have an amazing story. They live near southern Alaska for most of the year, then they migrate to Hawaii to breed, during which time they don’t eat. The mother loses as much as five tons during the January to March period. Those whales travel as much as 6,000 miles a year. Once pregnant, the humpbacks return to Alaska to recover weight before returning to Hawaii one year later where the baby whale is born.

  Other whales in the area are pilot, beeked, sperm and several more. But humpbacks are rockstars, the ones tourists want to see. And luckily we did spot mother and child when then came up for air probably a dozen times. At least five other whale boats and a big dive boat all followed them too for about 30 minutes until they left the area.

  It was a wonderful time on the water, upper 70s and partly sunny. The water just off the land mass is a deep blue and clear to more than 100 feet down. The captain asked those onboard to keep looking down because whales often pass under the boat.

   While whale watching, we were treated to drinks, Hawaiian fruit and finally, lavender scented hand towels. I tried to look like this wasn’t my first time. CJ and Rico took care of the 40 passengers and Captain Dan made sure we knew plenty about the whales. I was fascinated on my first ever whale watching journey. I’ve always wanted to do it but just like the July 4th rodeo in the Badlands, those items have been done!

   I walked back to town, therefore totaling 13 1/2 miles for the day, and saving about $40 in Uber fees. It drizzled on the way back and is now very cloudy. I am staying in the Kona Beach Hostel tonight and possibly tomorrow night as well. I have a private room and a bathroom next door. Very nice so far, but let’s see what the night brings.

   My plan is to pick up the bike tomorrow and either ride north or south. North is the Ironman course, south is another interesting area with black and green sand beaches. South also puts me nearer the Volcanoes National Park.

    Gas here is about $3.81 a gallon, no plastic bags are allowed and I am slowing finding ways to afford things. ABC stores have lots of other things including decent priced sandwiches and very affordable water and snacks. But I did see a $28 t-shirt today.

   Thanks to the Post, Father and Son Produce, Godley’s Garden Center and Dick Richards for helping to provide this event. I will see you back for details on Tuesday’s bike ride. Thanks ahead for sending your prayers!