There is a 6 mile trail called the Swamp Rabbit Trail that heads north from the center of Greenville into downtown TR. Travelers Rest. Its not much of a downtown. In fact, its not much more than a few 4 way intersections with some coffee shops, gun stores, and a few well placed mirrors in which I can look at myself as I ride by. And while the address at the 104 is technically Greenville, the house is, in my mind, very much Travelers Rest.
I have been riding in Greenville and its environs since I was 14. While I usually never knew exactly where I was, whenever we rolled through Travelers Rest, it meant the ride was almost over. TR is almost like Greenville’s Gateway to Great Riding. Even now, when Paris Mountain slips into view I know that Travelers Rest is not far away, signaling the end of that days training.
And for years I had never really thought about the name Travelers Rest – until today. Today marks the beginning of quite a busy month of racing. Today is the first stage of the Joe Martin Stage Race in Fayetteville, Arkansas, a 4 day race that ends Sunday with a really hard criterium. Monday, I will travel back home for a brief respite before leaving again 2 days later this time for Europe! I am so honored and excited to be chosen for Hincapie’s first European campaign. Plus, it will also give me something other than Blair-proof recipes and race reports to write about.
Three days after pond-hopping home, I will leave again for USPRO in Chattanooga, TN. Three days after driving home from Chattanooga, I will leave once more for Philly and its newly designed course that now finishes at the top of the fabled Manayunk Wall.
All the travel gives new meaning to my home in Travelers Rest. Its appropriate. Its peace. Its a lot of laundry. Don’t for a second though, think that I am not looking forward to this next month. Recently I have been listening to Of Monsters and Men’s album My Head Is An Animal. I love the whole album but one song From Finner stuck out to me. The song is about a whale that has a house on its back on which people travel across the ocean, exploring different places and having adventures. A random idea, but its the chorus I love:
“And we are far from home but we’re so happy. Far from home, all alone but we’re so happy. ”
Thats me; traveling around and having adventures. But in this case, the whale is a bike. Actually, now that I think about it, thats an appropriate name for my bike: Finner.