It's a fairly straightforward thing to tell a story. You open your mouth, and if you're not tongue-tied, out it comes in one way or another.
However, it's quite a different thing to cycle across Continental America on a flimsy looking contraption that in a Mary Poppins film would take off in a good breeze, and still tell stories. Especially when you're filled with so much novel imagery of America, having expended so many BTU's.
So, Layne, congratulations on your Crazy Guy on a Bike adventure this past summer, with your beautiful family in tow,no less.
And still, having lived through all that, you're still compos mentis.
Layne Gneiting showed up at my door in New Hampshire, stayed with Mil, Gavin and me for three days, was a fabulous guest, and engaged me in some of the most interesting and profound religious and philosophical discussions I've had in a long time.