Our first day of riding east on our C2C4Charlie Ride was all we could hope for. We got off to a timely start, took a beautiful route through Anacortes, crossed the Padilla Bay and stopped for lunch at a city park in Sedor-Woolley.
Among a couple meaningful things to happen there, I offered a sandwich and banana to a tall, homeless man sitting near our picnic table. His name was Wesley. He was a veteran trying to find work and get back on his feet. We talked about the loss of someone close, me about Charlie, him about his dog who had been his traveling partner for many years. We also talked about epilepsy, I about how our ride was intended to raise awareness and funds, he about how dogs can die of epilepsy too. Be then asked how he could make a donation to our ride, that he would like to do so after he had a job again. Before we left the lunch spot, I gave him our card with information. We rode on along the beautiful Skagit River to our campsite for the night. We slept in cozy tents as it rained outside. I'm not sure where Wesley was sleeping that night. I just knew I was glad to have met him. -- JOHN AIERSTUCK