Average Frank

Fayetteville, NC., Home of Ft. Bragg Army Base

2010-11-24T07:23:00.000-08:00

Hampton Inn & more good times. Angel is the Manager at this Hampton, and in a minute she had us in a room. I had stayed there in 08' with the Wounded Warrior Project group while we did the NC. Bike Challenge; I was with Diane then and a part of me missed her. It was also my brother Joey's B-Day; he passed away in Feb. of this year and it seemed I was destined to have him on my mind all day. He was one year older than me and left this world too soon. He was doing what he loved most in life so I believe that God must have really loved him; hope I get to go that way! Enough of that, it makes me want to cry!
Jw was exhausted and we could hardly get him to breath for about 36 hours. Jw has been damaged by 20 years of service to his country and has a hard time with it from time to time. He is a good man and I love him dearly; besides my son Ben, he is my greatest American Hero! I am so proud to call him Brother, let alone, friend! Sandy and I got an invite to go to church from a wonderful girl named Kimberly; we met her at the Hampton Inn. Her friend Crystal picked us up and it was off to church. I have to say, I don't believe that I have ever had a better day in church in my life; if you ain't sweating when you walk out of that church then you ain't doing it right. Those folks were so filled with the Holy Ghost that it just sort of rolled into the very depths of my soul. I left there happier than I had been in a long time; Thank you Jesus, Thank you Lord! Thank you girls; you were quite a blessing to Sandy & I!
Then we had a great meeting with the SF guys for a future fund raiser in a special place in North Carolina. The SF guys are the best this country has to offer and I wish one of them would run for President, I'd vote for them. They are the kind of guys that get shit done; they are the movers & shakers and have great integrity & grit; it was an honor to meet with them. I sure do look foward to hanging with these guys, hope they don't get me too liqured up for the ride.
Hawley's Bicycle Shop was next on the agenda. My bike was in desperate need of service and Mark really stepped up to get the job done. My chain was cracked, my gears were spent, and our lights were lost, but Mark handled it like a champ. We are always greatful when we meet folks like you all; it is you guys that amount to team averagefrank, thank you! The sign for the front of my bike was also donated by friends at Hawley's; the Riddler! Very Cool! We WILL see you guys again soon! God Is Good, Every Day! Donate something if you have a heart to!

Gatlinburg, Small City Of Fun & Wild Bill's Surplus

2010-11-24T06:43:00.000-08:00

Gatlinburg in one of the most unique mountain towns you ever want to visit. The whole place is nesttled in the Beautiful Smokey Mountains of Tennessee. Gatlinburg is like a big carnival! They have upside down houses, haunted houses, play houses, and a host of rides one can ride; and the scenery is to die for. Aaron Tippin mentioned that I should go there in the past and I finally got to go. Boy, you were right Aaron, old averagefrank understands why you take your family there every year!
While we were there we met Wild Bill & his partner at Wild Bill's Army Surplus. Those guys rock! Wild Bill is former military and a great guy. We had a wonderful visit with him and before we knew it our arms were full of military gear. He was cordial and generous and gave his word on some donated military shwagg for our gig. You don't meet too many guys like Wild Bill, by God! I can't wait to see him again.
After a night in Gatlinburg we were ready to ride again. Coming out of Gatlinburg towards Fayetteville NC., we had to ride uphill for along way; it was a gradual incline and finally reached the top of the mountain. That took a half of a day! Then we hit the down hill run into North Carolina, oh my God! We must have been doing 45 miles per hour on those bikes; what a thrill. I don't think I've ever seen Sandy so happy to ride. She was so excited to get such a cool down hill run that she almost wipped out; she took her feet off the pedals, she looked like PeeWee Herman. I could tell it scared her but she survived the slopes of the Smokey Mountains to ride another day! God is with us all!

Nashville to Knoxville

2010-11-24T06:23:00.000-08:00

18o miles of crapy weather! All day & all night solo riding to make a half decent schedule. I had to put Sandy with JW cause of the rain, as many know she is pregnant so I can't be too hard on her. I hit a powerful cold rain but the roads were good and I had plenty of shoulder. I rode a good long way on the interstate which, is illegal in TN., but made it to Knoxville without a hitch. That was a 24 hour staight run and I was dog dead tired. Leo called ahead and helped us with a room in which to sleep. Sandy & Jw got there early in the evening and waited for averagefrank. They took my gear so I didn't have to ride with much wait. I got there in the morning, ate, then took a 2-3 hour power nap and was ready to get pedaling again. I was excited to get to Gatlinburg so rode on!
I would like to take the oppertunity to remind evertbody about my Sponsers. Tony @ Texas Pride BBQ, & Hank @ Joe Harrison's Motor Sports. My web site guy is weeks behind so I haven't posted your advertisement yet, but it's a coming; web builders, what are we gonna do with these guys? Rest asure though, I am greatful to you guys for what you have done for me. Leo, Mr. Goerge, and the others at the Marriott must also be mentioned here, thank you folks!

Marriott & Bass Pro Shop

2010-11-17T19:24:00.000-08:00

Leo O'Brian, manager at the Marriott at the Grand Ole Opry, you are an extra special man. We are so greatful to you! Leo hooked us up when we needed it most. We were fed and got well rested; thank you friend! Your phone calls up ahead of us also helped tremendously. And your staff, they too were great, especially Susan. It was an honor to hang with you all. I look foward to seeing you folks again real soon.
Then we went to Bass Pro Shop to get support for our ride & our upcoming auction. We met Scott & Shelly 1st. Scott is former Army and Shelly is a good hearted, cool chick. Scott personally hooked me up with a kick ass "real tree" shirt; I love it! Shelly is working on our little package and I can sense that she really wants to make it happen for us. I didn't get to meet Jerron but the folks who work with him say he's a good man. Devon, a sales clerk, was incredibly insightful on the pack. Money is tight but he helped me pick the very best pack for my needs, so I bought it. The next day we met Greg Cole, coolest Bass Pro manager around. He was cordial & honest, as well as generous. Thanks for your time Greg. Have Shelly call me when its time; I'm sure we'll be in touch with the great group you have there. Thank you all so much; we are sure the other stores will help out as well. It doesn't take alot to make a difference when we all give a little. One percent of Americans put it all on the line for the rest of us; that is why I do what I do. I have seen many lives made better by something as simple as a guy on a bicycle who is willing to let it all hang out for them. They understand the danger of cross country cycling and respond in the most gratifying way. I have learned the road to happiness thru love and charity from them; I am truely blessed and honored to ride for them.
Thought minus action equals zero! If folks wish to donate click the donate button on my blog, and God Bless Us All!

Yea, Nashville

2010-11-17T07:30:00.000-08:00

We finally reached Nashville; Damn I love Nashville! The Grand Ole Opry & Craig Morgan was 1st on the list. Mack & Robie took care of our tickets and before we knew it we were backstage with Mr. Morgan. We talked Sportsmans Legacy Foundation business and then talked hunting. I promised an Arizona Couse Deer hunt for Craig next year & intend to make it happen. See ya soon Mr. Craig!
Next it was off to Aaron Tippin. I have have spent a copious amount of time with Aaron & his wonderful family. It was so good to see Thea & the boys again; them boys are growing like weeds! Aaron, you're the best! I love you man! It was good to hang out with Larry, Ricky, and the Nippit gang again; they reminded of the night I rolled out of the bunk on Aaron's tour bus; good times! We also met Willie Taylor, he's doing a walk about for our vets, accross America. Kimberly fed our hungry stomachs and we were of to the Marriott.
More to come!

Arkansas to Nashville

2010-11-14T09:51:00.000-08:00

Well, next stop would be in Memphis. We rode our bicycles into Tennessee and stopped at Pro Bass Shop. We hope to get them to help our cause by making some donations for our ride or our auction. We talked to Scott and got the info we need to make it happen. Courtney is the gal we need to contact to make it happen. The store was very busy but Scott was gracious enough to take pictures with us and we spent some time browsing and talking to folks. We also got our pictures taken with a wonderful Santa Clause; we shared a touching story with him and were off on our merry way.
We have a lot of ground to cover still and can't wait to reach Nashville! When you are on the road the way we are it is hard to make daily posts, so sometimes we have to make several posts in one setting, according to time we can get at a business center along the way. I used to carry a laptop but Sandy accidently crashed on her bike and broke it; OOPS! Anybody out there have an extra one? Doug was supposed to get us one, but no dice yet!

Texas Pride & Joe Harrison's Motor Sports

2010-11-14T09:43:00.001-08:00

It is extremely important to note that the next leg of our journey for the troops was sponsored by Tony at Texas Pride BBQ & Hank at Joe Harrison's Motor Sports. I know both of these gentlemen well, as we have worked together in the past to benefit our war wounded. I can't say enough to praise or thank these two guys. They have been Johnny on the spot for me on many occasions. From the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU GUYS. See you all soon!

Sincerely, averagefrank & sidekick Sandy

Dinner With JW & Homer

2010-11-14T09:26:00.000-08:00

From San Antonio we loaded up our gear & bicycles on JW"s car. Since Sandy & I had already rode into Arkansas we decided to drive to where we had turned around to meet JW; like General Patton, I don't see any point in paying for the same realestate twice, so we rode with JW to meet up with his Pop, (Homer) in Little Rock. I finally got to meet Homer! Homer is, as I said, JW's dad, but he is also My long time great friend Adam's step dad. He is a WWII veteran and I've heard alot about him. It was an honor to meet him as we had dinner with him. It was good for JW & Homer to see each other; one could easily see the repect and admiration they have for one another. I wish my family had that!
Sandy & I presented him with military service pins and JW gave his Pop some B-Day presents. Good times!

Veterans Day at an Elementary School

2010-11-14T08:55:00.000-08:00

Kaylee, a 1st grader, invited JW, Sandy, & I to a Veterans Day celebration at her school. It was a heart felt day as there were a 100 veteran parents there. The kids made posters for our troops to hang in the hallways and had a parade for the Vets. All the children lined the pareade route to touch the hands with their American Heroes. As we walked and touched their little American hands, I saw a tear of joy in JW's eye, and it hit me!,,, these beautiful little children are the biggest reason why our troops risk their lives the way they do. You should of seen it. I've seen some wonderful things & have met some amazing people along the way, but none as SPECIAL as Kaylee & the kids at that Veterans Day Parade. Thanks to all of our children & our Veterans for reminding me once again, why I ride.
I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I'm free, and I won't forget the men who died who gave that right to me, and I'd gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today!

Austin, Fredricksburg, Uvalde, and Half way to Corpus

2010-11-14T07:20:00.000-08:00

We call it the Texas Chalenge. After arriving & resting in San Antonio we set out to conquer Texas on our bicycles. We rode from San Antonio to Austin. We got to Austin at night and were amazed with the beauty of the Downtown sky-line of Austin. The lights of the buidings were a real treat. If you've never seen the lights of Austin you're missing out on a wonderful city view. We slept in our tent that night and slept well; we were tired! 60 miles is a long haul.
Next we pushed on to Fredricksburg thru the scenic hill country. Wow, I love the outdoors and the hill country of Texas is some of the finest in the land. We got invited to stay at the bed&breakfast in Fredrickburg by Mark Brooks, (stuntman extradinaire), thanks Mark. The riding around Fredricksburg is tough though; they don't call it the hill country for nothing. Up & down all day long for two full days was difficult but well worth it; it is beautiful, lots of deer & wild game. I've never been there so it was as much of a treat for me as it was for Sandy. Another 70 miles of kick ass Texas highways.
After leaving Fredricksburg we headed southwest to Uvalde. Uvalde is on the edge of the Big Bend area of west Texas. I had ridden through this part of Texas before and enjoyed the desert side of Texas, after all, I am a desert rat at heart and most at home there. I wanted Sandy to see as much of the Big Bend as possible. She's doing well; I am so proud of her. I know it is not easy for her but she keeps on trucking. Chaulk up 100 more miles of the Texas challenge!
Next we thought we would head down to the ocean in Corpus Christy. We got part way there when my Green Beret friend JW decided to drive to San Antonio to pilot Sandy and I the rest of the way to DC. We had to change gears and figured we would just start riding toward him and meet somewhere in the middle. Sandy and I headed northeast from San Antonio and made the Arkansas border up toward Little Rock when we realized we had a MIS-Q. It turned out JW took the southern route to Texas. JW has been wounded through 20 years of service to his country and is a little slow in his travels, but next to my son Ben, U.S. Navy, he is my greatest American hero. We were off track now and had to turn around. We rode hard back to San Antonio and caught up with JW there. It was good to see my friend again and we started to map out our journey to Washington DC.
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Alamo City Christian Fellowship & Friends

2010-10-23T11:48:00.001-07:00

Thanks for the fellowship and the assistance folks; it was a breath of fresh air to study with you all. Can't wait to do it again! lots of love, in Jesus' name.
Thanks to our friends at CVS Pharmacy in Universal City.
Thanks to the cool cats at Scorpion Tattoo; you are officially part of the wall!
Thanks to our friends at the mechanic shop; the cup holder is doing well, pet King for Sandy; she is such an animal lover!

Friends, Frank, and the News

2010-10-23T01:54:00.000-07:00

Good morning, once again I am having some trouble sleeping, oh well! The other day we met Val & JoJo. We love you gals. Thanks for dinner & all, how about those folks at the M?, at least they took care of it before Val blew a gasket, smile-lol! Friends for life!
Dinner & the ride on the Fire Engine was very cool; thanks Fire Station #7, the shirts & hat rock guys; we are honored to sport them! Seargent Vance & company hooked us up with some soldier shwag as well, oorah!
Pulled into the Clarion, thanks for the rest Rashan & Dipesh, you too gave us a place to chill out. Then KENS5 caught up with us and aired our mission for the troops. We fell asleep when it aired and Alexis, bless her heart, and Aaliyah Nicole, helped so we could see it, you all know how much I like to see myself on the TV. lol Let us not forget Calamity Jane, she was johnny on the spot too, and she was packing lead! lol
My sidekick dropped my laptop but Doug said he might be able to help with that, & some road tools; come on Doug! We are eating well though; Sandy eats like a horse; it's like she's eating for two!
Happy B-Day Roland, looks like a party is in order. Sorry to hear about your Pop; he was a cool cat.
Time is at hand to continue to push on as we look to meet up with JW. Miss my kids some, especially Tyler, Nick, & Lish; love you so much! Hope all is well with Ben & Stephen too. I'm okay guys, so don't worry too much, smile! lol here today, gone tomorrow; life is short so live & love I owe John a little $ and hope to get him some soon, thanks buddy!

Too Much Is Never Enough

2010-10-20T00:07:00.000-07:00

Well, here we go again! It's been a while but I'm back at it. My brother Joe past away this year and I've had some changes in my life, but I'm glad to say that I'm back on the road for our troops. Another long bicycle ride is just what I need to clear the cob webs!
Left Tucson a couple of weeks ago with my sidekick Sandy to once again ride accross country for our wounded warriors; feels good! stayed a few days with Mike Neal & the gang; it was great to see some old friends, hi Kaylee! Took some kids horse-back riding with Britney!, thanks Uncle Bob. Kaylee & I got bucked off of my trusty stead Buck; the horse I rode from Corpus Christy to San Antonio; my fault, it took weeks to get the stickers out of my back!
Went to see my wonderful friends at Texas Pride; I sure have missed them!, and the delicious food; Tony, Joni, Ray & Cassie, you're the best!
Got a bike and some gear stolen at the Riverwalk but no worries, JJ, our man in uniform, and the good girls at the Thrift store ( Lynne & Angela ), took great care of things, Howard at Action Bicycles took care of the rest, YOU GUYS ROCK! Thank you ever so much!
Spent some quality time at the VFW! Raul & Family, I am so sorry for your loss; we will be dedicating a good part of our ride in memory of Mathew Mendoza; my heart bleeds for the families of fallen heroes, my gratitude is profound. Also got to hang with my Firefighter friends & a few heart warming Vietnam Vets; some tears, yes, but they were shed in great pride, thanks for your service guys, and as we said, WELCOME HOME!
To the folks at the Hawthorn & the Marriott, thank you, thank you, thank you; can't wait to see you again!!!
Finally, we have spent a copious amount of time with wounded troops. It is you and your sacrifices that inspire us to carry on, We love you as we love our own sons & daughters. You are the sons & daughters of our Nation who step up to ensure certain liberties are granted to the rest of us; we owe you big, so we ride for you!!!!!!!! Thank you from the very bottom of our American hearts.
Computer time is tough to come by but hope to keep updated on my post. If you would like to donate go to my web and click on the Alamo Banquet tool bar, it will lead you from there.
My new side-kick Sandy is nothing short of AMAZING; sure do love ya Cubby!

Averagefrank & sidekick Nicholes start the biathlon.

2010-04-16T14:57:00.000-07:00

4/14/10 Averagefrank here. Well, I started
my biathlon. We got started a little late. We
road into the night and made it to Piccacho
Peak. The night riding was beautiful and it was
nice & cool. It was an amazing change to
have Nick ride with me. Wish Tyler was
with us.
For my brother Joe, this ones for you!!!
It is an honor to get back on the bike and
ride for our troops again.
Thanks to all my friends in Tucson, for
responding to my effort. A very special
thanks to Nick for riding with me.
Thought, Mentors, Action = O

Nick's Post: Day one has been amazing. I have
never done anything like this before. It's
been just great! I am glad to be a part of
what Frank does. He's my best friend!
This has been the best experience of my
life.I want to send my love to Uncle Joe
and Kris Wolfe.
The hardest part has been
sitting in the seat and the sun.

He's getting back on the bike & running too!

2010-02-14T17:55:00.000-08:00

Hello folks and friends, averagefrank here, how is everybody? Well, I'm doing it again; I'm getting back on my legendary bicycle and riding to Phoenix. When I reach Phoenix I will get off the bike and run in the Pat Tillman Foundations' Annual 4.2 K Run. I will be taking pledges to raise money for both the Sportsmens Legacy Foundation and do my part in the Pat Tillman Foundation; It's all about the kids and our service families. I think it's important to give a little more than you get. It's not a perfect world, but we do what we can. The Ride is sponsered and supported by: Dan's Toy Shop & European Auto Tech! The Run is supported by Lucky Wishbone & Best Mattress

Ending The Austin,TX. to Nashville Challenge

2009-04-09T10:05:00.000-07:00

The first thing I want to say is, " there's no place like home". I love AZ. and my friends and family there, but I found myself yearning to get back to Texas; my new home! I missed my friends at the Hawthorn; Mike, Samantha, Brandon, Patty, Maria, Phil, and the rest; you guys rock and I have been made to feel at home here. From the bottom of my heart, thank you!
I missed my friends at Texas Pride BBQ. I missed my friends at Live Oak Fire Dept. I missed my friends at South-Paw Tattoo, and Wes at the Outback Steakhouse; I'm glad to be home.
If you have following my blog you'll know that this was a difficult ride. The weather was tough on this old bird, yet I can't wait to ride again, soon! It is what I can do; if I had my choice I would be next to my son in a fox hole in Iraq. Maybe it's my ADHD (smile)!
The road was rugged but I like to believe My work had an impact on a few Americans along the way; I noticed I'm not getting any less grey hair, what's up with that?
I got a call from Darryl Woreley this week, We met him in Nashville, it was awesome for him to call me; I believe it is good news but I can't spill the beans just yet. Darryl is one of those guys who looks you in the eye, says what he means, and means what he says; some folks appreciate that, some don't; I do! Thanks Darryl, I look foward to seeing you again real soon.
To the guys at the Sportsmens Legacy Foundation, It was my honor to put forth such an effort for your cause, our cause, our wounded, killed, and their children. What's next; I'm ready to go, yesterday!, quit fooling around! (smile)! I also got to briefly meet Forrest Griffin, UFC, at the fights in Nashville, TN.
Next Mission, Average Frank's Texas Bike Challenge. 800 miles of Texas; ready, set, go!
Billy Ray Cyrus in May, Kenny Chesney soon, and more to come. Welcome all, to the dream that is "Average Frank", it is not me, but all of us-- hence the name, "Average Frank Rides"!

I Pledge Allegiance To The Flag Of The United States Of America; To The Republic For Which It Stands, One Nation Under God; Indivisable, With Liberty And Justice For All

PWWE=Pray It--Will It--Want It--Earn It=PWWE

Refresh, Reflect To Tucson. Friends & Family

2009-04-09T09:50:00.000-07:00

Just real quick, I want to salute my friends and family in Tucson, AZ. From the very conception of the idea of "averagefrank", they have been my rock! None of this would have been possible without these patriots; they believe in what I believe and I am honored!

Sean & the Furriers, John Ranney, Judy Foutz, Joe & gang @ AZ. Glass. Frank & Tracy, Dan & Angela, Eric & Jonath, Craig @ Holiday, Mo @ Undisputed, and John @ Ft. lowell auto.
Tyler, Alysia, Ben, Stephen, Jonathan, Courtney, Cameryn, Mom, Sisters, Brothers, And Pop. Nieces and nephews too!
Thanks for believing in me!

Wed. April 1st 2009, Still in Nashville, TN

2009-04-02T05:25:00.000-07:00

Started the day visiting some friends at Audio Productions. Lindsay guided me in and Christian and friends welcomed me once again. I first met them with Aaron Tippin in Sept. 08. I really enjoy their company and they are such good people; they got me the Tim McGraw autographed childrens book for my last auction, very cool, thank you guys for being so good to me; it means so much!
While there ABC news came through again. Al did the interview and it went well. Bart set that up and Heather did the follow up on the story and went out of her way to foward me the links. ABC news has been johnny on the spot with getting the word out and I am greatful to them, all of them, for helping with that. Thanks ABC!
Then it was off to Bass Pro Shop in Nashville where I did a little photo opp with Galina Dearmin (apperal manager) realy nice person; fun to talk to for sure and look foward to talking with her again someday; maybe with a group of our SLF kids!
Then it was off to the UFC fights at the Sommet in downtown Nashville. I met Forrest Griffin and was able to get a photo of him and hand him some info for Joe Rogan or Dana White. It would be really neat to get them familiar with the SLF or get them to sponser me a bit; I am a huge fan. Thanks Forrest!
I also met Marty Stuawart at the waffle house. I took a picture with him and passed on a ittle info of my mission. He was eating and I didn't want to be rude while he ate but he was very gracious.

Daryl Woreley,Becky, and The Grand Ole Opry

2009-04-02T04:57:00.000-07:00

Tues. evening we got over to the Opry House; I was trying to get a meeting with Mr. Daryl Worley. He is a big supporter of our troops from the country music world. I met Mr. Robbie and Gordon there. Robbie does security there and Gordon is the Opry House manager. It turns out that Gordon is from a long line of military service; Grandpa, Pop, and Brothers all served America during war time. It was quite an honor to meet him; he, without hesitation, did what he could to get that meeting for me. Thanks Gordon & Robbie!
While at the show I met veteran Mark Raley (U.S. Navy, Vietnam Era). We talked and shared a moment; I welcomed him home with open arms and it was a beautiful thing. It seems our Vienam Vets are some of our most patriotic vets and I'd like to welcome all of them home. To this day they still don't get the props they deserve; they too have served our nation and have my un-dying gratitude. Thanks Mark and thanks to your wife as well; it meant alot to me to meet you and to recieve an email from you!
Leo at the Fairfield Marriott gave me a great deal on a room in Nashville; he got a call from my friend Chris at the Marriott in Springfield, MO. and the good deed was done. Thank you guys for looking after old average frank!
Which brings me to Daryl Worley and Becky Pine. Daryl is one of the most amazing little fellers(smile) I've met. He welcomed Diane and I and spent a copious amount of time with us back-stage. I really like Daryl as a person; he is very genuine. I certainly look foward to hangin with him again Becky was awesome too; I hope to talk to her soon. Thanks for your time Mr. Daryl and Becky. I wish your man well also Becky; you know what I mean!

Tues. March 31st average frank makes Nashville

2009-03-31T22:59:00.000-07:00

My lord, it's been a long ride. Before I left Clarksville I met Mr. & Mrs. Miller, they lost a loved one as a result of the war on terrorism; his name is Ben Miller, MI. As promised he is part of average frank's memorial wall and until my last breath will go where I go. Wes and Keith at Artistic Ink took me in and worked their magic on my wall; they added Ben's name to a great memorial of American KIA. Thank you guys,(Wes & Keith).
When I got into Nashville my friend Chris(Fairfield, Mariott Joplin, MO. contacted Leo, Fairfield, Mariott, Nashville, TN. to hook average frank up with a decent place to lay his head), good deal you guys! Roy at Mariott in Nashville was awesome; he took great care of business for me and I am greatful!
The lord worked his magic Tues. through Gordon and Robbie at the Grand Ole Opry House. They made it possible for me to make a connection to Daryl Worlely. Daryl spent a copious amount of time with Diane and I. Daryl is an awesome patriot and shows much love for our troops; so does Becky Pine( military wife). I was so honored to be amongst such good folks. If we are listening closely we will hear the will of God and respond accordingly; there is iron in the will of the great I Am; it is he who commands our meeting through or according to our means, to facilitate a greater cause. Through Aaron & Thea Tippin, and Charlie Daniels, many things have been accomplished by an average dad who never in his humble life thought these things were possible a year or so ago; it can only be the will of Jesus and those who truely believe that these deeds are done; however, much work is needed.
In closing tonight, the Deans of Dallas have captured my heart and my profound commitment. More about that is forth-coming in a song.
Average Frank, humble servant!

Days 13,14,and 15 Riding Hard Through Turmoil

2009-03-31T07:20:00.000-07:00

The next few days can be summed up as ridiculous. As I make my way accross the eastern half of Missouri the weather has been brutal. The rain, snow, side-ways wind, and the mud and muck has put the hurt on old average frank. One night the wind came in at about 50 miles an hour; it shook the crap out of my tent and tore a couple small holes in it. I was lucky to get through that night in one piece. This sort of weather is FUBAR and makes it awefully tough on this old man, (sure do love you Ben, and troops);or maybe I have a screw loose (smile).
The sun finally came out on Sunday and Monday which gave me the chance to really step it up a knotch toward my destination, i.e. Nashville, TN. I got through the few miles of Illinios,through Paduca, KY. and into Clarksville, TN. Yea, I made it to Tennessee, I am so stoked to be in the great state of TN. Since I first met Aaron Tippin in TN. I have fallen in love with the state and people on TN. On Tuesday I will ride my happy butt into Nashville. I chose to finish in Nashville because you would be hard pressed to find better support for for our troops any where else. TN,TX,NC,KY,and SC are great American states (keep in mind I have not been to all 50 states yet), but I have been impressed by the folks in the South, including AZ.
My goal in Nashville is to meet and encourage the Country western singers to help in some way to support the Sportsmens Legacy Foundation of which I am the Ambassador of Good Will; the country folks are the grass-root people who love and support,with great pride, our country and the men and women who defend her; I am also one of those patiots; I rode my bicycle to Nashville to to earn the right to ask for your support. Thank God for Tennessee and thank you to Tennessee. Average Frank

PWWE=Pray It-Will It-Want It-Earn It-PWWE

Day 12 Out Of Springfield

2009-03-31T06:54:00.000-07:00

. Great weather and felt awesome. Good to be pedaling toward Nashville again. Knocked out about 68 miles before meeting John at McDonalds. He had a lap-top and let me check my email. I had missed a call from my son Ben, in Iraq earlier (bummer), I hate missing my rare phone calls from him but he left me an email. He said he was good and all was well! I must thank John for the computer time. I rode another 12 miles to Subway for food and drink. I had some issues withmy bank account that crippled my progress. I had to call my new friend and Bro Kyle Hicks. What a cool guy he turned out to be. We have so much in common! Kyle is an avid outdoorsman with some great kills (white-tailed deer).I look foward to working and hunting on his farm in MO. Thanks to Kyle and family I was well taken care of, and fed, good stuff!
I also met John Walker at Subway, I enjoyed talking with him. The folks at Subway allowed me to charge my phone which was nice of them.

Day 11 Rained out in Springfield

2009-03-25T12:16:00.000-07:00

An uneventful day cause of crappy weather. Started out and the wind was worse than yesterday! 50-70 mile winds in the area with severe thunderstorms came at about noon. Good thing I turned back . Lois at DAYS INN gave me a half price room to keep me out of the elements. Cleared up by sunset. Hit the road @ the crack of Dawn . Best thing about today was John Rich on Hannity. Good for you John, you said it right !

Day 10 Into Springfield, Mo . Yee-Ha We're There !

2009-03-25T12:02:00.000-07:00

After battling 40 mile an hour winds i finally made Springfield , Mo . In all my miles I have never 6 -7 days of constant wind . No matter how strong of a rider you are the wind really gets to you . I am so sick of the wind . I made it to Bass Pro and talked to the folks there. The corp. folks were cool . I did an ABC News interview that went well , I guess . It's all about the SPORTS MENS LEGACY ! Dallas from KSPR was great . I did the interview @ Bass Pro because I believe the Legacy & Bass Pro go hand in hand. I live what they sell and could be a wonderful spokes- person for outdoor adventure and gear testing. I hope they respond with some sort of endorsement or sponsership on behalf the SLF.

Day 9 out of Joplin Area , finally !

2009-03-25T11:54:00.000-07:00

75 miles to Springfield and a few more to BASS PRO SHOP . I got a break from the rain but the wind was still strong I felt great and rode hard for 55 miles, off the side of I-44 I spotted a cool little pond and a good place to set up camp. Slept good but no fish in the pond ; looks like another MRE dinner . I want to thank my daughter, Alysia , For calling me every day . She really makes my day. I also want to thank my wife for always being there for me . She helps me get thought the toughest days and I sure miss her .

Day 9 Hold up at the Marriot

2009-03-21T09:51:00.000-07:00

Day 8 is un-eventful due to the rainy weather, 3 to 5 inches still forecasted for the area.I would love to get out and ride because being couped up is hard on my ADHD(smile)! Springfield is looming but somewhat illusive; but I'll get there or my name ain't average frank. Today I will get caught up on paperwork
Rain or shine I'll head out Sunday morning and ride the best that I can.
I want to encourage folks to donate your pennies to the Sportsmens Legacy Foundation, these miles are very tough so please help make them count. I also encourage people I meet to comment on my blog; it would be nice to hear some fair and balanced input from you all.
I waited for fox news yesterday but no call; I guess they were short on reporters, maybe next time!
At the Marriot is Rhonda, she works there and is swiftly becoming a friend. She has a good heart and has been willing to help average frank where she can. She drove me to walmart to get some rain pants. It is, as I have said, people like her that help fuel my positive attitude when days are tough. She is among many who have made me feel that my efforts are valuable. I wish to thank you Rhonda, thank, thank you Rhonda; isn't there a song like that(smile)!

Day 8 Out of Joplin, But Not Very Far

2009-03-20T12:32:00.000-07:00

Many that know me know how much I hate backtracking. Bad weather is once again bearing down on me; maybe an inch and a half to three inches of rain here-abouts. I've rode through the rain before but the frigid wind is what gets you. It slows you down to a mere crawl and it takes a grueling effort to push through it.
That being said, I elected to turn back a few miles and stay on the eastern outskirts of town close to I-44 so that as weather breaks, I can get back at it; I'll be a day or two behind but I will live to ride another day. So shall it be said; so shall it be done!
At Long john silvers I met Brian, a fellow christian, we talked a while and and I enjoyed his company; he too, was on a bicycle. Maybe we'll do a ride together some day! he let me listen to some good christian music on his i-pod, very cool. Thanks buddy!
I stopped at La Quinta to get a room and met Chandra Rose (manager), she would of gladly givin me a place to rest tonight but they were out of comp rooms. However, I do appreciate her effort and she was very nice.
Micheal, the maintenence guy heard me and referred me to Chris Beyer, manager at the Fairfield Marriot accross the street. Chris stepped up for "Average Frank" in a really big way. He hooked me up with a nice warm and comfortable place to lay me weary head; out of the rain! My hat is off to you guys and I thank you so much. If your ever in Joplin and need a place, I recommend the Marriot or the La Quinta off I-44 at exit # 8, you can't go wrong with either!
Finally, I talked to Stephanie Marsh at Fox News hoping they would have someone to do my story. She was a breath of fresh air and helped me change a few words on my blog. I was still a little upset about almost being run over and worded some of my blog with malice, I'm sorry!
Thanks for reminding me of the important things today; we all need that from time to time; I'm still a work in progress and my mission is made clear on occassion through ways and folks I don't always expect. God is with us all....... Hey Ben!
PWWE=Pray It- Will It-Want It- Earn It=PWWE

Day 7 Long Uphills & Heavy Winds to Joplin, MO.

2009-03-20T07:16:00.000-07:00

After eating breakfest I got on the road to Joplin. I suffered some, and made really bad time but I kept with it. I had a very long uphill battle into a constant 20 mile an hour wind. A 20 mph wind may not seem like much, but try it in the cold, on a bike, loaded with 55 lbs. of gear; very tough work. I got into joplin,MO., Wished I was not so overworked from the difficult elements of a long road trip because joplin was a little hard on me at first. I almost got ran over by some cat that saw me but turned in front of me anyways; not a very nice guy; say a prayer for him! The Police didn't do too much to help but that's life. All we can do is say a prayer for people like that and then push foward so as to put people like that behind us. Maybe I looked like a bum to those cats but you should of seen the bird-brain who tried to run me over then pulled a shovel on me and threatened my life with it. Since I started riding my bike I have been robbed, run over, weathered, shot gunned, and insulted by law dogs; yet I ride in my sons name while he is at war defending the freedoms of a great nation, including the ones that are not so nice. It is a bit troubling but the jerks I have encountered along the way have only made me stronger and more resolve, I guess I should say thanks!
Ben, I hope all is well with you and I sure do love ya and miss ya! God is with us all--
PWWE=Pray It- Will It- Want It-Earn It=PWWE

I took a wrong road that lead me about 12 miles of course on day 7 and had to back track; 24 miles for nothing, in a sense!
Really bad weather with up to 3 inches of rain is about 20 hours behind me today but headed my way; my luck it'll be a rough couple days, joyful, joyful!

Day 6 Miami To Beyond Baxter Springs

2009-03-19T09:11:00.000-07:00

Up from Miami was fairly easy riding. I rode through Baxter and was going over a bridge when I spotted fish jumping out of the water below, it was 4:oo pm. I stopped there and decided to set up camp. Got my fishing pole out and commenced to scaring up some dinner; caught me about a 14 inch catfish and a small crappie. They were damn good eating after being cooked on an open flame.
While fishing I fell half way into the water; Kansas mud in awefully slick. The fire I built helped dry and warm me; I was good to go! I didn't put my rain fly on early and about 3:oo in the morning it rained on me. I got a little wet but got up and installed my rain fly; no worries after that.
After packing my camp I pulled into a small but great bakery and cafe; named Souper Sweet, the eggs were perfect the service was wonderful. If you're ever passing through Baxter Springs, Kansas I highly recommend stopping there
Eggs are ett, now it,s off to Joplin,MO. and beyond

Up From Vinita, OK. to Miami, OK day 5

2009-03-17T20:09:00.000-07:00

. I got a late start out of Vinita because my lap top didn't take a charge; it seems the plug at the motel was no good. Rode a pretty tough head wind late in the day. I'm a little sore today. Got into Miami, ate, then went to radio shack to check my lap-top battery. While there I met Adam, he works there, they let me plug in for a while. Adam told me about someone he cared about that was lost in war; his name will become part of my memorial wall. Thanks Adam from radio shack!
Then I went down to the church that Adam sent me to for some more power and I met Pastor Gary, who welcomed me openly. It turns out that Gary is a Purple Heart from Vietnam; Welcome home my friend. It was an honor to meet you Sir! Being a Christian, Gary gave me power, a shower, and a great prayer. He told me I could camp-out next to the church, then he ran a power cord out of the front door of the chuch in case I needed power during the night. Thank you brother!
Outside the church I met A couple Police Officers; Americas' finest, I assure you! David Dean was a Marine and did time in the sandbox. He lost a friend or two there; he gave me the name of one of those mates for my memorial wall. The names will be revealed very soon. IT was so good to meet you guys; you just never know where you're gonna meet your next good friend. I ride for all you guys!
One of the best elements that keeps me motivated to stay the course and embrace the hardship is the fact that I get to meet Americans like the ones I met today; it was a great day to ride. Tomorrow I will ride in honor of Adam and David's fallen brother. Thanks for sharing!

PWWE= Pray It-Will It-Want It-Earn It=PWWE

Day 4, Mon. March 16th. Broken Arrow to Vinita, OK.

2009-03-16T21:16:00.000-07:00

Came up to Broken Arrow with Loudog last night and started the day there. With another Walmart delay I was finally on my way. I want to say thanks to Lou real quick!
I rode a little over 60 miles today after a two day break. The ride was un-eventful and I want to talk about other things.
I am dedicating todays ride to my boy Ben and to the Deans of Dallas. I thought about you guys alot today and this is personal. I believe that on a civlian level I have a unique perspective on freedom; when one sees America at ten miles an hour one recieves an education in the cities of our nation, you learn what it means and what it costs to be free. Dean Jr. is a pilot in the Navy and Ben is a sailor. When the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist Guys like Ben, Dean, JW, Leroy, Matt, Tyler, Josh, and countful others stepped up to get'er done. They put their lives in harms way for all; and they never ask why, what for; they know why they're there, end of story!
Thank you will never be enough and I love you ALL. You complete me! I watched Dean Sr. from across the table at dinner the other night and as he watched his son speak with us, I could not only see his profound pride and love for his boy, but I could feel it; its' energy if you will. I understand that with all of my heart; I feel ya Dean. We have raised some good ones buddy!
Ben arrived in Iraq today and starts another tour of duty; tough days and some inevitable worry will consume part of me but I choose to do something positive with that burden. I do what I do because of you and I wouldn't have it any other way. I am honored!
So, today was for you guys and I'll get back to SLF business tommorow. God is with us all!

PWWE= Pray It--Will It--Want It--Earn It=PWWE

I Finally Meet the Deans of Dallas

2009-03-16T19:55:00.000-07:00

I met Both Deans and family on Sat. the 14th at Gloria's Resturaunt. We all sat down for a great dinner; Diane and Loudog were with me. It was awesome to meet the Deans; I really think we have something here. We must really be blessed! They are all I hoped for and are strong Christians.
The Deans' booked Diane and I a room at the Westin Resort Hotel in Frisco,TX. What a wonderful place, but it ain't me, it ain't Payne,(kidding), it is such a luxurious hotel and customer service was too much. We met Jeff Jones and his girl Heather there and really enjoyed their company. The next day I thanked the Deans' and then asked them," once you get into a Westin bed, how do you get out"?, the bed was so comfortable. Thanks you guys!

Papalitos, Good Dinner, Great Service

2009-03-13T20:15:00.000-07:00

LouDog took me to dinner at Papalitos in Arlington, TX. I had the rock lobster and chicken fahitas. The food was good, bathrooms were clean, and the service was excellent. Our server's name was James, this kid was worth something! All too often we ignore to give credit where credit is do; I don't want to live that way! I am glad for my visit to Papalitos and would recommend eating there; ask for James!

Day 3, Waco up to Ft. Worth/Dallas

2009-03-13T14:56:00.000-07:00

Oh man, what a wet and miserable day. Sixty miles of solid rain; half way I was looking for an industrial clothes dryer to throw myself into and hitting high-heat, but I was worried about not being able to get out. It was one of those days where you ask yourself," what the heck am I doing out here"? Then I made Ft. Worth where my nephew LouDog picked me up and took me home to his house. I don't get to see him much but I was exceptionally happy to see him today; he's got a clothes dryer at his house!!! I was thinking how tough today was when the Glenn Beck show came on; it's no secret that I dig Glenn, but today was his best show yet because I was not feeling it at the end of a rough day; I'm better now. It was the perfect medicine for a day like today and renewed my vigor to carry on and stay the course in the name of my son Ben and all of our troops. I would like to thank Glenn Beck for his message to us; it really can make a difference at the end of the day. He had Marcus Latrell and Mr. Stubie on today, both WIA, thanks guys for your gift of freedom. I met Marcus on Dec.4th,2009 and had a beer or two with him. Today is gonna be good after all. See, never lose your faith!!!
By the way, it's Fri. the 13th and I should be meeting up with the Deans of Dallas.

Day Two, Up to Waco,TX

2009-03-13T14:35:00.000-07:00

From Temple to Waco and the motel 6. But 1st I have to visit the Outback Steak House; I'm hungry. Thanks Juan/Tony. Again, an outbacker stepped up with a promise of support for our cause; congrats Outback, you have just joined the concept that is" average frank". I am just the voice of the idea and the loon that pedals for God, Country, and Family.
I hit spotty rain and cold weather today with some pretty stiff wind in my face; piece of cake, right?. Diane caught up with me for our last night together before I ride on to Nashville. Got to Waco a little late but OK. Hope to meet up with the Deans' in Dallas!

1st miles and the Legacy

2009-03-11T20:38:00.000-07:00

Today I put in my 1st miles for the Sportsmens Legacy Foundation and my new friends Dean Castillo jr. and Dean sr. I am officially the "Ambassador of Good Will" for the Legacy, a non- profit organization dedicated to the children of fallen servicemen and women including Fire Fighters, Police Officers, and fallen American Heroes from the Afghan/Iraq wars. The Sportsmens Legacy focuses on providing quality outdoor experiences for children who have lost a parent due to service to our great country including hunting, hiking, fishing, and camping, creating a whole new generation of outdoor advocates. I am so excited and honored that they have snagged me up. The great outdoors and kids have been my whole life; it's a no-brainer. The outdoors has a way of connecting people with the Creator and helping one stay grounded. It can also help children learn life skills and what it means to be the custodians of Gods creations (nature). My kids have enjoyed the benefits of the outdoors and have grown to be awesome advocates and well rounded adults. My past outdoor experience is one of the attributes that allows me to be comfortable in any scenerio while I'm riding accross America; without that I could not endeavor to percervere. I can't say enough about the graces of the Sportsmens Legacy and the difference we can all make for Americas' children; it's a match made in Heaven!
I also got to meet Scott and Patric from the Outback Steakhouses in San Marcos and Austin, they stepped up with a meal and a donation to the Legacy. Hats off to you blooming outbackers; you guys are setting the mark that Wes Raye and I formulated and I seriously appreciate your gesture on behalf of our war wounded and their kids; God Bless! Outbacker Tony in Waco will be my next Aussie stop, then it on to Dallas. Happy Trails! Thanks guys!!!
Aaron Tippin has also helped me along the way by sponsering some of my journey. Aaron is one of the most amazing men I have ever met and I have grown fond of our friendship; Thanks Aaron!

Austin,TX. to Nashville,TN., Plus 5 States 750 mi.

2009-03-10T20:18:00.000-07:00

Well, tomorrow the looney known as Average Frank embarks on another long bicycle ride for our troops. I'll cover some distance in seven different states. I'm starting in Austin, TX. and will ride up through Dallas and the Red River Valley. Continuing on up from Broken Arrow, OK to Joplin and Springfield, MO. From there I will head east through the southern point of Illinios, the west point of Kentucky, then to Ft. Campbell/Clarksville, TN., and on down to Nashville, where I hope to meet up with a couple of my Country Western Music friends. Riding a bicycle alone accross hundreds & hundreds of miles gets quite difficult; it has its hardships, to say the least. My son will once again be at war in Iraq and his Dad will be on a bicycle, on the highways of America to raise money for our wounded and KIA families. At the end of the day that is what is all about; raising money! I hope that every mile I pedal we can get closer to my goal of 10,000$, or just one dollar. If we all give a little, we can gain a lot of ground; please help my miles count. I'd ride 5000 more miles if need be, I probably will (smile)!
If you are inclined to now, click on my donate button,,,,,,,,,,Thank you!
Average Frank

Outback, Outbackers, and Outback Steakhouse

2009-03-10T19:56:00.000-07:00

Me being the outback because of all the time I've spent outdoors on my bicycle. The Outbackers are the folks that work at Outback, starting with Wes Raye (proprietor) of the Outback Steakhouse at the forum mall in San Antonio. Wes is the first in line to step up and support my hard work on behalf of our troops. He has been amazing and if he is the standard at Outback, then I'm in! He has encouraged me to stay the course and bug the crap out of the other good people at Outback on the basis that if we all do a little we can gain alot of ground; besides, the Outback is a class act that I would be honored to be associated with. Jeff in San Marcos, Scott in Austin, and Tony in Waco, I look foward to meeting you guys and hope we can make a difference together before I reach Dallas. Finally, The Outback Steakhouse is a great place to eat and they support a plethera of good causes. My hats off to you blokes & sheilas; good-day mate!

Charlie Daniels and Matt Sondermann (US Marine)

2009-03-09T21:59:00.000-07:00

You might remember Matt from our last auction; he was seriously wounded in Afghanistan in 07 when an IED blew off the front end of his Hummer. I really like this young man and I was so glad to take him to meet Charlie Daniels. It was so cool; you should have seen Matt's face. I know it made his day! Charlie is a very down to earth guy and looks you right in the eye when he speaks with you and he really supports our troops. Thank you so much Charlie Daniels! Can't wait to do it again Matt. I really enjoyed our time and thank you for your sacrifice.

Clay Walker and Candace Todd

2009-03-09T21:40:00.000-07:00

I met Candace in Sept. 08, with Aaron Tippin at the Texas Pride BBQ. She had just lost her father in Afghanistan; one month to the day of our meeting. Big loss! I understand her pop was quite a soldier; my heart goes out to her family; she would be a good mentor for some of our younger kids of fallen heroes. Diane and I were able to take her to a comp Clay Walker show, courtesy of Cowboys Dance Hall in San Antonio, TX. Clay didn't make the meet and greet but we had a good time; nice to hang out with a cool kid like Candace. Thanks to Larry, Danny, and Sean at Cowboys Dance Hall, you guys have been awesome from day one and we sure appreciate you all and encourage folks to check out a show there. Also thanks to Randy Carrol at KJ97 for greeting our wounded troops at the shows.
David Todd is Candace's dads name and we honor his sacrifice!

Sending our kids to war

2009-03-08T15:25:00.000-07:00

Unless you've had to do it yourself you would be hard pressed to fully understand the hardship of that endeaver. Last week Diane and I drove to eastern Louisiana to see our son off to war again. That is the hardest thing I've ever had to do but I try not to say bye, but see you when I see you, instead. We sort of all go to war when we send a loved one overseas and our hearts go out to all those families who wait patiently and pray daily for their loved ones safety; it is difficult, I know, but we remain vigilant.
To Ben, my treasured son and personal hero. It was so damn good to see you, you look so good and strong. You make me so proud and make me want to be a better man. You were always a good boy and a hard working young athlete, you were never afraid of putting in the work to be an acheiver. You will always do well because of that.
I beg you to keep your wits about you, do your job, and come home safely where we most certainly will be there waiting for you; you have my word on it, and write in your journal as much as possible. We love you son; God is with us all!

Horse ride and new friends

2009-02-27T18:36:00.000-08:00

Down below I meant to mention some new buddies; I got Johnny and it goes blank! Besides Johnny; Judy, Jim, and Col. Rocky really made my day; a couple of times! You guys made me feel good about my effort even though I'm a little rough around the edges. Thanks for your support. It's nice to know that you folks are in this world, having you guys in it makes it a bit brighter. God bless!

Darius Rucker & Wounded Warriors !/18/09

2009-02-25T11:27:00.000-08:00

I was able to set up a meet and greet with another group of warriors through Charlie V., really good guy in Nashville, before the Billy Ray Cyrus meet and greet. Diane and I had already met Darius at Cowboy Dance Hall in San Antonio and really enjoyed the show; Darius puts on one hell of a show. If you ever get a chance to go see Darius live, you should do it! Marcus, Jonathon, Jimmy, Betty, Ray, and Tim got into the show but only a few got to meet Darius. Someone dropped the ball on that one and our wounded missed most of the rodeo because their packets were messed up, we were trying to stop our vehicles from being towed. Eventually Duane from the Star experience got it right; thanks Duane! Some of our wounded warriors got frustrated and walked away and went back to the hospital; I am so sorry you guys didn't get to go. Perhaps it was just a mix up!
At the end of the evening we still made it a good time and look foward to our next get together.
John, We saw you go from hardly saying two words when we 1st met to smiling, laughing, and hugging in a matter of an hour or two. You above the rest warmed my heart because you came along way. You still have some way to go but I want you to know that your Mom, your friends, and I are behind you 100 %. Thanks for going with us; it meant alot to me.

Billy Ray Cyrus and the Wounded Warriors 2/14/09

2009-02-25T10:58:00.000-08:00

I was able to get some of our wounded guys into the show at the At&t center in San Antonio during the rodeo season for a meet and greet with Mr. Cyrus. It was Valentines Day! Leroy and his boy Landon, Tyler, Matt & Michele, and Diane & I met Billy Ray, he signed autographs and talked to us for a bit. He is a very cool guy and we appreciate him meeting with us. We also met Paul A., he gave me a phone # in case we need anything from Billy Ray and Miley for the next benefit fundraiser. Thanks you guys!
Duane from the San Antonio Rodeo and Sarah from the AT&T center hooked us up and helped make it happen. The folks from the Star Experience should also be thanked as well as the AT&T center itself. I stepped on someone's toe there and apologized but my warrior friends were proud of me for making a stand to validate sacrifices made by our troops, past and present!

Guests of Honor Alamo Banquet

2009-02-22T10:00:00.000-08:00

This posting is dedicated to our five special guests. You guys are the pride and joy of our great country and complete me as an American. You are also my friends! You have never treated me as an outsider or made me feel that I am not a small part of who you are; I am so proud of you and hope I have served you well, you inspire me to stay the course and I am honored; absolutely honored! Thanks for what you have sacrificed for me; I take it very personal; I wish the rest of America could know you like I do and be as greatful. Words are not enough for me, so the open road calls. do I have another 5000 miles left in me?, I certainly hope so!
Josh Stein: wounded on easter, gave his legs(didn't lose them, there is a difference) my brother from another mother. Rarely do you find such an inspiring young man who has faced such adversity. He has three wonderful daughters and great women to stand by him; I too stand by him. We hit it off instantly and we say bros for life! Thank you!
Leroy Petry: U.S. Army, my mechanical arm buddy and John Rich's source of joy(I'm sure, but you had to be there) Hanging with you and Landon has brought great joy to Diane & I. It may seem that we met by coincidence, I don't believe that! The 1st time we met I was able to do you a favor but don't thank me, thank Tracy Lawrence; he got us together. I respect you with all that I am and ride to hell and back for you. More great memories are ahead of us, if I can just calm down(smile).

Tyler Harell: U. S. Army, where Leroy goes, Tyler goes, and where Average Frank goes, you go! I have had so much fun with you on a few occassions; I wouldn't trade those times for anything. Those times will be with me til I go to my grave. Thanks for just being you, you make me happy and proud to know you.
Matt Sondermann: U.S. Marine Corps, Matt, you are like my 4th son, the one I didn't know until recently. You and your folks have treated me like family from day one. Do you have any idea how much that means to me? Knowing you brings tears to my eyes; they are tears of profound pride and gratitude. I am so inspired by you! I was so happy that I could help make Valentines day good for you and your girl; you guys are keepers! I should want to know you all the days of my life. I am compelled to thank your Mom & Dad for the gift of you in my life; you guys validate all the tough days I,ve had on my bicycle: I'm ready to ride again, thank you!
John Wayne: U. S. Army (retired), I met JW in Virginia, I was lost in the Dismal swamp when I first talked to you. We met the next day, from that day on you will remain one of my life's best friends. I love you man! You have given so many years of your life to God, Country, and Family and it hurts me how some people treat you. I am your civilian voice and I am ready, willing, and able to step on some toes for you; I don't care who I may offend in your cause; you know the drill cause it is you who has taught me the meaning of PATRIOTISM. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you; you call it!!!!!!!!!!! I profess my deep pride in you as well as my intense gratitude to you. My friends and I flew him from VA. to be a guest of honor in Dec. in San Antonio and I was excited to have you there.
All you guys go to foreign lands to defend or preserve freedom world wide; I take my freedom very seriously and go to great lengths to say,"THANK YOU"!

Mustang Bob and 150 miles on horseback

2009-02-21T21:20:00.000-08:00

In one word, ouch! I had to take one for the team on this one. I rode buck, my noble steed, for eight days in a row; which is proof that I have absolutely no good sense.

before I say too much more about the ride I must first thank my good friend Bob Green and his family. Britney you are the bomb on that horse and really helped me more than you know. I love watching you ride cause your so graceful, I think you taught me alot about how to ride and how to enjoy it, thanks buddy! Tina & Larry, Robert pulled support for the ride, thanks guys! Bob you take the cake! I hope you enjoy the gift; it meant a lot to give it to you. You were always johnny on the spot for me and it wouldn't have happened without you; I'll be more careful for what I wish for next time(smile).

We started on the 29th of Jan. 2009. The 1st thing I learned is to never ever drink 4 or 5 cups of coffee before you ride where you can't just jump off and go pee. There were about 300 riders and I held it til I couldn't any more, then I found a fense and an open field to go in; big mistake but I learned quickly. When I got back on the horse he tried to buck me off, I stayed on him but I pulled a muscle in my inner thigh; that happened in the first half hour. I knew it was gonna be a long 8 days. The second and third day I suffered; I was so sore. At the end of the 3rd day I was wondering if I could actually finish the 150 miles. If I had been riding for me I would have given up; maybe! Once again I was riding in my sons name for our troops so I couldn't give up, I had to finish! The 4th and 5th day I grunted it out but I noticed I was becoming a much better rider and the soreness was going away. The 6th,7th, and 8th day I felt really good and I was riding like a champ; it still looked much easier on Lonesome Dove(the movie). Now that I'm all healed up I realize how cool it actually was; cause I'm a real cowboy(not). I'm hoping to post some video soon.

I think I should say a little about some of the folks I was honored to meet. Johnny

Alamo Banquet Dec.7th, 2008

2009-02-21T15:05:00.000-08:00

Well on Dec. 7th Pearl Harbor Day and Fred's B-day we held our second ever dinner/auction benefit for our woundeded warriors. We promised the proceeds to Judith at the Warrior and Family Support Center at the Brooke Army Medical Center in San Antonio and we delivered. Judith said there were no small fish and made us feel good about our effort. The benefit fundraiser was held at the world famous Texas Pride BBQ in Adkins,TX. Tony and the staff really stepped up for this one. He is an awesome host and a good friend; I sure do admire and respect the folks at Texas Pride.
Once again my friends in the country music world hooked me up with a host of cool autographed memorabilia.Hats off to Charlie Daniels, Aaron Tippin, Tracy Lawrence, Dwight Yoakom, Toby Keith, Tim McGraw, Jake Owen, and Moe Bandy. You guys rock and we couldn't make it happen without you, thanks! Thanks also to my friends at Audio Productions in Nashville, TN.
These benefits are an attempt to build another go frank bridge accross America on behalf of our woundeded, killed in action, and their families; similar to the bridge I've tried to build with a multi thousand mile bike ride (which will resume very soon) into the heart of our great people. It is hard to start from scratch in each city and sort of takes a can do attitude when you know so few people, but I am making new friends and stepping on some toes along the way. I'm intense, I get it, I just want to get the job done; what ever it takes! The go frank team helps me get it done as there is no way I can do it by myself. Average frank is an idea not a person. I'm proud that the go frank team lives by one good rule: thought minus action equals zero; thanks team! We are the civilian can- doers for our troops. I feel like a pebble cast into the pond, its' ripple reaches all shores, yet it was not my idea to cast the pebble; I just happen to be paying attention for once(smile)! We are all blessed to share our beliefs. It is a mission of gratitude and hope.
Thank you to Fredd Bergman for all his kind words(not) and stern wisdom in helping me along. Thanks for my web site. He's a good man and I've grown fond of our friendship; but he is hard on me sometimes, but out of love and for good, always!
Thanks to Butch and Chris Bryson(and Tina). I donated my bike to an auction for Operation Iraqi Comfort in Sept. at an Aaron Tippin show when I was on the road with Aaron. I had about 5000 miles on that hog, anyway, Tony from Texas Pride bought it that evening and kept it. Then Tony donated it to our Dec. 7th auction, where Butch & Chris bought it so that I could have my treasured bike back as a wonderful gesture of their gratitude for my work, I suppose. That was very generous and it warmed my heart. It seemed it was my bike again and immediately asked if I could re-donate it on the spot; so I did! The bike never really was mine to begin with; it was our wounded warriors, I was just the rider, riding for those that cannot just yet, (it was Sean Furriers bike too). Then Tony bought it again and vowed to keep recycling the bike; we are gonna offer it at every auction we do from now on so that it sort of takes on a life of it's own, aint that the coolest? It might be the most expensive bike in America someday; Tony says he's gonna keep buying it.

Getting caught up on my blog

2009-02-21T14:44:00.000-08:00

average frank here. hi everybody i need to get caught up on my blog!!!
On Dec. 4th 2008 I was able to take some wounded warriors to Randy Carrols christmas bash in San Antonio. Compliments of Tracy Lawrence, thanks Tracy! We had a great time and you made it happen. Average Frank,Diane, Leroy, Tyler, and John Wayne met Randy Carrol, Leann Womack, Jessica Simpson, and Billy Currington, that was cool. We hung out back stage with Jake Owen, Tracy Lawrence,and John Rich. These guys have big hearts and showed my wounded friends how much they mean to us; they were very graciuos. After the show we went on thier bus and our new found country friends showed love to our troops, past and present, by playing patriotic songs with their acoustic guitars, awesome! Then they took us all for a beer or two at the closest establishment; needless to say it was a real groove. We all had a great time and want to thank those guys. We hope we can see you soon!

past and present

2009-02-21T12:01:00.000-08:00

In 1994 I hit a guy on a bicycle, sadly he died. He had a dog with him; they were both DOA. It was an apparent suicide. he almost took me with him, damaging some nerves in my neck, which left me some-what paralized and in deep physical and emotional pain. I felt so sorry for myself, I felt sorry for him and his dog too, but mostly felt sorry for myself. Ive been an avid athlete and rock climber most of my life and now I couln't do jack, why me,wa wa wa? I thought I was stong and could recover but the re-occuring nightmarish dreams and the pain haunted me nearly every night; I dreaded going to sleep. I did some drugs, fought with my beloved wife, and ignored my kids. I got caught with a small of drugs. I pleaded guilty because I was guilty! I did some days in jail and then successfully completed three years probation. However, I lost my wife and children in the chaos; I had hit rock bottom. One day I tripped over a small pocket bible, picked it up and started reading, before I new it I was most of the way through the book of John and asking to be baptized. I turned to our best buddy Jesus; he has never let me down although I still had much work to do in my own life; I still had issues! I started counseling for my bad dreams of the accident and drug and alchohol use. I completed that as well. Before too long the dreams subsided and I got my health back, then I re-united with my wife and children. We were devorced by then but we fought with all our will and with the grace of God and our family's blessing we were re-married on 1/1/08. I've gotton a few traffic tickets since then but went on to coach wrestling for some years and to also compete in the same tournaments that my boys wrestled in. Until recently coaching was one of the great joys of my life. The point is that if a man is really willing to put the work in he can overcome many things; the most important thing though is to keep your faith; being of strong faith gives all the armor of God and there is much hope in knowing that. Some said I couldn't ride accross America on a bicycle, then I did. Thanks to all those who have offered an olive branch or a hand shake to me; it means alot.

Frank's Website - www.AverageFrankRides.com

2008-11-08T14:51:00.000-08:00

Please see my new website - it is a work in progress.

www.averagefrankrides.com

Fate & Music

2008-11-07T15:28:00.000-08:00

Rowdy Johnson – My friend Rowdy. Our meeting was a page out of God’s book. We were, by design, destined to meet although our kindred spirits have known each other form the foundation of life.

For all those who know Rowdy, you all know his love for country music, his patriotism, and his knack for doing it his way! The day I met Rowdy, I also met Charlie Daniels. I met Rowdy in a huge parking lot with thousands of people in it. I heard some cool music that pulled me toward it. I ask the guy, “Who is that?” The guy said it was me, Rowdy Johnson! I was looking for someone to do the live music at my August 3rd auction for America’s wounded. It took Rowdy about two minutes to sign up for that endeavor. I told him it would have to be on a volunteer basis, cause I could not afford to pay him. He is an established musician but he did not bat an eye and said he’d be there! Since then he and I have become brothers. As he puts it, “I would follow Frank to hell and back.” I know he means it! We co-wrote “This Country of Mine”, which is now our theme song. We dedicate that song to our military. Rowdy has now become active in my mission as a civilian to serve our troops. I hope he know how much he means to me, because I would follow him to equal lengths. Rowdy is my friend and I believe in him as he believes in me!

God bless our soldiers everyone, they don’t back down and they don’t run!

Thanks Rowdy

The Colorado Connection

Adam Krueger – My friend, mentor, and brother. Here is a man that would drop all that he is doing to be there for me as well as Average Frank. For many years this man has been a treasured friend. At times we have gone years without seeing each other and yet we have not missed a beat. I am truly blessed to call him friend. He is a great patriot who stands up for what he believes and is the rock for those who can not stand on their own – the under dog! He believes in me and was 100% confident that I could ride a bicycle on a multi-thousand mile trek across America. He comes from a military family who has sacrificed much for their country. On many occasions I have missed him dearly; I miss him now! I am so proud to call him friend. He has taught me patience and loyalty. I am grateful to him.

Dallas Ink

c/o Sean E Bones – This is a short tribute to those artists across America who have stepped up to create a Memorial wall to our fallen heroes and P.O.W.’s and M.I.A.’s. This wall is all of ours, which is what I desired; a wall for Americans, by Americans, to Americans, all of you that have contributed, honor our fallen heroes. You are all great patriots. Soon a list of all of you will be added to my blog. You all deserve special mention. The wall has really grown and I am honored to wear it. To the families who have laid such a costly price upon the alter of freedom, We Salute You!

Jacksonville, FL and the Sacrifice Center

My time there was humbling and I an, as a patriot and father of one who has served over seas, proud that someone has created a tribute to our injured troops. For me personally, Dana and Sam, will hold a special place in my heart. They are employees there! Dana is one of the warmest and kindest hearts I know. She picked me up on the out skirts of Jacksonville when I was at the end of the most painful and difficult endeavors of my life. She is a shining star in a sometimes dark world. I will always be a friend to her. Stay gold my good sister!

Georgia Peaches, South Carolina Acquaintances

Mother and daughter who touched my heart in a matter of minutes. They took the time to stop on the side of the street to hear my story. We became instant buddies. Thanks for letting me into your hearts to new ideas and experiences. You were a blessing on a long lonely adventure. Your kind and generous spirits warm me. Keep an open mind and heart, adventure and love can be just around the corner, remember that!

North Carolina Ink

Boot & Bob – This was a chance meeting by the grace of God. I had been given a name in South Carolina of a soldier that had been killed in Iraq. His name is Christopher Cash. I was told then that he was a great soldier. I didn’t know then how good; I was soon to learn that a hundred or two miles up the road. That part of the story is forth coming. Keep your eyes open Mike in Elizabethtown, NC. This entry is to about Boot and Bob at Fantasy Tattoo Shop. This is not about the shop so much as it is about a great American. Boot, you have touched my life every bit as much as I have touched yours. You and Bob are some of the people I set out on my bike to meet; I have not been disappointed! You do me proud as do our sons. May your boy wear the protection of our Lord, as does mine. May his full battle regalia be a force of good and all that is the America Freedom Fighter. May he be kept safe by the hand of the almighty while serving all of us. May we be brothers from this day forth. I love you, Bro. We honor one another thru our sons.

Thank you, Boot
Thank you, Bob.

Planes, trains and automobiles, but mostly bikes

2008-10-14T09:43:00.001-07:00

Hello to all of Average Frank’s supporters. I have spent about 75 days in the last 11 or 12 months alone in a tent or riding my bicycle down that long road into the heart of America and I thank the Lord for putting me there!

There have been many hardships and experiences along the way. Because of you America, I have embraced this mission and its tribulation with great honor. I used to report funny things along the way and it was good!!!

As many know, I recently wrapped up another very long bike ride across, or into the great country of ours. This latest ride had, once again, a profound impact on me and the way I see the world; I am ever changing, and am always a work in progress.

This part of my blog is not about where I rode, to or form, nor is it about how many miles I’ve gone in my beloved son’s name and in the name of our courageous Wounded Warriors, because all know that I am committed to both!

This epic adventure has become about you, all whom I have met, all of whom my story and words have touched, all those who have stepped up to help me reach out to America, all those who have touched my heart in such a magnificent way, and last but not least, to those who have given in some way to show your support of our nations Freedom Fighters.

Some folks may call me Average Frank, but I’m just a guy on the bike! The amazing truth is that we are all an idea, a passion, and a calling named average Frank. I am the voice of that graciousness. I go forth as your voice, the voice of the average American, to shout from the roof tops to our soldiers, past and present that we care, we are proud of you, and we support you! You do serve a grateful nation. I hope I have served you all well!

That being said, I chose to start talking about you all and what you all mean to me, the guy on the bike. As I speak of you on occasion, it will be through tear filled eyes, ‘cause as tough as I am I still gets a little emotional about “this country of mine”.

They are not tears of pain or sorrow, or of anger, however, they are tears of exceedingly, great joy and pride in all of us who proudly say, “I am an American.”, and do something good for her! God bless the U.S.A.

It will take some time to get to all of you, but I will!

The only place I can start is with my Go Frank friends and family in Tucson, AZ. Dianne, Stephen, Alysia, Tyler, thanks for putting up with me for so long.

Ben: my sailor son and greatest inspiration. The way you have lived your life has, in many ways, saved mine. I thank you for that and I hope you know how much you mean to me.

Sean Furrier: Here is a man who owns a special place in my heart. From day one, this man truly believed in me and took a chance on me when I first said that I would ride across the nation at 45 years of age, to serve our wounded. He never once wavered in this belief in me. I know I have asked a lot of him and his family, yet he has never let me down. That also holds true to Rick and Jack Furrier. It was that support and tender mercies that has helped me reach for the stars. Without which none of this would be possible. These guys take no credit for their actions on my behalf because they are to humble and have taught me the meaning of humility and charity. Because of them, I know the road to happiness through love and charity! That is the gift they gave me, Thank you!

John Ranney: I would be hard pressed to find a better or more loyal and committed friend than him! There is nothing this man would not do for me, nor I for him. This is a guy who has worked hard all his life and has great pride in his country. We share minds in many ways! He is an ardent patriot and has taught what it means to be proud of what I have accomplished and to never take a back seat to anybody. Thanks John.

Jennifer Campbell & Judy Foutz: I am blessed to have my girls. They are the tender hearted ones who have taught me that it is okay for a man to cry, just not everyday! You love all the world and all its creatures. Your hearts are good; I am honored to know you.

To the rest of my Tucson team: My hat is off to you guys, who keep putting up with me, every time I walk in your doors. I know I’m a royal pain in the butt and have asked a lot of you all as well. You guys always understand the fact that I ask not for myself, but for what and who I believe in. Thanks for always being there for me!
Guys @AZ Complete Auto Glass
Dan & Angela @ Dan’s Toy Shop
Vince & Ann @ Mario’s Pizza
Eric & Jonath @ Myrmo’s
Tracy & Frank @ Big D’s
The Gang @ Alpha Graphics - Jesse & Keith
John Armstrong @ Tucson Automotive
Everybody @ Jack Furrier’s Western Tire
Mike @ Alltel
Brian @ Len’s Auto
Roger Battles
Mark @ musselman’s Honda
Fred @ Best Mattress
Sam @ Kelly’s Coffee
Dwayne @ bargain Basement Bikes
The Folks @ McGuire’s Jewelers

2008-07-18T14:02:00.000-07:00

UPR.com & Jack Furrier's Donate Jeff Gordon Race Suit to WWP Auction

2008-07-11T17:34:00.000-07:00

Wow! this is a big auction item - an actual Jeff Gordon's Sparco Driving Suit for Nascar.
It was incredible just seeing the suit when the pictures were taken. Join us August 3rd for our Silent Auction & Dinner & Live Music event at the Maverick in Tucson.

Thanks so much to the Furrier's, UPR.com, Jack Furrier's Tire & Auto Care for this great addition to our silent auction.

Even More Auction items for "The First Ever Event"

2008-07-08T12:09:00.000-07:00

More fantastic silent auction items - you may walk out with a pair of Aaron Tippin's personalized autographed Levi's - or something else from your favorite artist including Toby Keith, Dwight Yoakam, The Bellamy Brothers, and of course the fiddle from Charlie Daniels.

These are very special personally signed items sent to Frank to support the fundraiser - each artist supports our troops and provided a part of themselves to make our little event a little bit better.

For you automotive nuts

Don't worry - we've got the gifts for gearheads too, thanks to the Furrier's and Jack Furrier's Tire & Auto Care will have Nascar Race Tickets and NHRA Winternational Tickets for these upcoming events.

For information on the August 3rd Dinner Live Music, and Silent Auction - call Frank at 520 240 7988. 1 Ticket $20 or two for $30

The Event - and My Ride with Jack Furrier

2008-07-05T15:22:00.000-07:00

The First Ever Silent Auction and Dinner
Keep August 3 available - you won't be dissapointed if you spend the afternoon at a great event - two people $30 - you'll be fed, and entertained at the Maverick on E. Tanque Verde. We will have lots of great silent auction items including our first item - donated by Charlie Daniels himself. We have lots more cool stuff on the way - including for you Nascar fans - an autographed driving suit from Jeff Gordon, lots of other signed memorobilia.

Cost is just $20 or $30 for two and all proceeds go to Wounded Warrior Project and my friends in San Antonio - the Warrior and Family Support Center.

July 4th - riding with Jack Furrier

L: interview with event emcee - Richard Debernardis
Below: Our "Warrior Booth" - Rowdy Johnson sells T-shirts

Bottom: Nephew Cody pictured as he pulls out to quick start!

July 4th started early at the Jack Furrier's Tour for Tucson's Children - where over 1,000 riders lined up on Church street down town and beat the heat with a 6:00am start for the 27 mile fun ride - followed by a shorter kids ride (see Cody). It was the 15th year of what the biking community considers their star spangled wake up call on July 4th. It is a great event and we were able to talk to a lot of people about the Wounded Warrior Project and the upcoming charity event on August 3rd - one of our favorite entertainers - Rowdy Johnson - got up early to work the warrior tent while I was off riding!

Frank hit by average car today

2008-04-16T16:00:00.000-07:00

Somewhere between Lordsburg and Deming NM today, Frank was hit by a car.

No, he was not riding his bike. Instead, he fell victim to a teenage driver backing out of the convenience store Frank was leaving. I would tell you the name of the town, but it was so small Frank wasn't sure it had one. He left his campspot east of Lordsburg, NM this morning - so guess about 40 miles further and stick a pin in the map.

The driver was a 16 year old boy who was shaking after seeing what had happened. Frank had to calm him down. Recounting his own teen years and the minefield of mistakes that get made, Frank let the young driver know that it was not the end of the 16 year olds world - it was "ok" .

The police and paramedics were called to the scene. Frank was hit by a Toyota Corolla. I told him I would say it was a Ford Superduty because the Corolla was hardly enough car to take him down. But, according to Frank, it happened very fast (i guess a Corolla could be pretty stealthy and slight). Frank never saw the car, he only felt the punch into his upper back as he was whipped around then thrown to the ground (on elbow) where he managed to roll out of the way and avoiding being run over completely. Check back - i will post a scan of the police report to verify the details.

The paramedics wanted Frank to get in the ambulance and get checked out at the clinic. Frank knew that his bike would not fit inside with him, so with the wind was howling, Frank refused their offer and chose to set up his tent instead and rest.

At about 4 pm Frank's sister Connie was on her way from Benson, AZ. Frank decided (after a few hours) that getting checked out at the hospital might not be a bad idea.

As for the trip to El Paso, it will have to wait - for at least a day. Stay tuned for an update.

Past Lordsburg to San Simon

2008-04-15T17:22:00.000-07:00

1/2 way between Willcox, Arizona and Lordsburg, NM is San Simon.

The population of San Simon - zip code 85632 is 831 people - and covers about the same number of square miles - so you can ride a while without seeing anyone which Frank did today.

Then he rode some more and got through Lordsburg, NM and camped outside the city's eastern edge last night.

The Road To El Paso

2008-04-14T10:52:00.000-07:00

Frank was pedaling and the wind was howling along Interstae 10 when Frank called in with his daily update. After the week delay on his trip back to El Paso, Frank was finally on his bike and on his way up 7 Mile Hill.

Yesterday, Frank made if from his interview with Tucson’s ABC Channel 9 and made it down to J-Six Road in Benson, Arizona by Sunday night where he stayed with his sister Connie.

As he was pedaling towards 7 mile hill, Frank outlined his riding plan for the day (long term planning by Frank’s standard) which included coasting down the other side of 7 mile and making it to Dragoon, Arizona and the Triangle T Guest Ranch where Frank plans on having lunch with the proprietor – Cali. After lunch it is another 30 miles to Willcox where Frank plans to camp tonight

Spider Bite Delays Ride To El Paso

2008-04-05T11:20:00.000-07:00

Frank was slowed but not stopped completely by a non-life threatening spider bite. As he was preparing to leave, he felt something crawling on his neck, reflexes took over and he slapped hard and killed a spider. A few minutes later the bite on his neck was swelling a little bit.

Somewhat concerned I asked, “Did you save the spider?” thinking it would be evidence needed to deternime just how sick he was about to get.

“Nothing left of him” Frank replied.

Hmmm…I thought for a second, most people would want to know if a bite that close to the brain stem would turn out to be dangerous. But who am I kidding? Frank has eaten more dangerous things than this spider and he has already survived a brown recluse bite. So put a little Neosporin on it, get an anti-biotic from the clinic – and wait 48 hrs to see if you can still walk and talk. If so, you are ready to ride.

Another day in the life of Frank – and this trip has not even begun. What’s next? Tune in to find out. The trip has been delayed for one week.

Frank’s Ride Epilouge:

2007-12-22T08:10:00.000-08:00

To Donate

Link to Wounded Warrior Project (Kintera) donation page built for Frank click here

In Arizona donate at any Jack Furriers Tire & Auto Care

Frank’s Ride Epilouge:

Frank made it to Jacksonville and he toured the Sacrifice Center at the Wounded Warrior Project office with Dana and Catherine and the rest of their staff. They presented him with a plaque commemorating his ride. There will be a display in the center which includes the “DONATE” T-shirt – one of four in existence and the helmet (which as it turns out Frank never wore, but it was strapped to the bicycle from San Antonio to Jacksonville). Frank was whisked off to the airport where he spent a couple hours greeting soldiers returning home for the holidays.

He arrived at Tucson International Airport Thurdsday night to a hero’s welcome. Nearly twenty of Frank’s supporters were there cheering him as he exited the gate 25 security walkway. “I get the first hug” could be heard above the noise as Diane made her way for a much awaited embrace. Digital cameras were flashing. This time there was no TV coverage – the early trip back was arranged by the Furrier’s at Frank’s request two days ahead of the scheduled Saturday arrival.

After handshakes, hugs and congratulations, Frank set down an armful of flowers onto the floor. He summoned his crowd of supporters together, “everybody, everybody will you get in a circle”. Right there at the bottom of the escalator, in the midst of hurried travelers, baggage retrievers and families being reunited for Christmas and other holidays there was a silence. Frank started to pray in the midst of this crowd a prayer of thanksgiving “Dear Jesus, thank you, for all of these people who you brought into my life, thank you for brining me safely through this journey”.

As the prayer ended, the noise of footsteps and bags falling and voices returned to a normal airport roar. Franks family was beaming with pride, he did what he said he would do, and now he was home and he mentioned something about Portland...

p.s. the total fundraising for the nationwide solo cycling adventure is over $6,500. Not a bad total for a guy who was riding his daughters bike a couple of months ago.

Day 31: The Last Mile

2007-12-19T17:50:00.001-08:00

A little over a month ago, an average guy who didn't own a bike, who had never ridden further than the city limits set a goal to ride across the entire nation alone to raise money and awareness for WWP. He rode for his son and your son's and daughters to let them know we remember the sacrifices so many have made to ensure the freedom we enjoy. Tomorrow Frank is scheduled to visit the Sacrifice Center at the Wounded Warrior Project in Jacksonville, Florida.

Mission accomplished.

Send Frank an email message: averagefrank@gmail.com
If you have been following Frank, maybe you met him during the ride, or you were raising money for him, or you just found out about him and something in this story means something to you - send him an email. He would love to hear from you as he spends a few days recovering from the ride. Stay tuned, you never know what "average" frank will do next.

The last hours of the ride: Day 31
Frank made good time this morning after mailing what turned out to be 29 pounds of gear from the post office. The bike was light under him but his hip was still very stiff. "My lungs are great, my legs are unbelievably strong and my hip is really hurting" Frank told me about his hip the first week after the Ft. Davis, TX.

By late morning, he had ridden around 35 miles, the Florida sun was shining and it was perfect for riding, but his hip was now getting really painful again. For short intervals Frank was riding then getting off to walk and repeating the cycle before he stopped along a rural roadside in some pain. The last day was not going to be easy.

A man came out from his house and asked if Frank was ok. He said "no". A few minutes later Frank was inside the house with a heating pad on his hip. This is where I caught up to Frank this afternoon - being treated to the kindness of another stranger. In another 10 minutes Frank was back on the road grinding out some more miles. He needed to get another 20 miles to meet Dana from Jacksonville's Wounded Warrior Project, so he gave the bike one last push.

True to her promise, Dana met Frank as darkness fell over Florida and Frank's riding was now over. After one month, 2,000 miles, and too many stories to count, Frank was on his way to a Motel 6 in Jacksonville.

My phone rang around 10 pm eastern. "You'll never guess where I am" he said.
"in a bathtub?" I replied. "No, at a chinese buffet"
The perfect ending to the day and the adventure - an all you can eat superchinesebuffet!

Day 31: The Last Morning

2007-12-19T04:39:00.000-08:00

Location: Mideast Florida, outiside Madison

This morning, Frank prepared for his last full day of riding toward Jacksonville.

The explorer [Cortez?] fully committed himself and his crew to their exploration of Mexico when he sank his own ships in the harbor. They had a single option. Frank unloaded every piece of gear possible from the bike this morning, boxed it up, and mailed it from the Post office. He took 29lbs from the bike hoping to provide his legs much needed relief and some freedom over the pedals. After his stop at the post office, he will have to ride just over 80 miles.

He did not mention it to me, but today is Frank's son's birthday - maybe just another coincidence, maybe just one more reason to get there today.

Last Night
Frank set up the tent for the final night under the stars. This time behind a veterinary clinic. The owners at the chinese buffet told frank about the place at dinner time and gave him the owners phone number to make sure it was ok to sleep there. Once again we joked "or you'll get arrested for trespassing, but at least you will get a real bed and a free meal".

Day 30: So close and so far away

2007-12-18T06:28:00.000-08:00

Get out your map of the United States. Take a look at the top of Florida then put your thumb on the right edge of the state. You are now covering what is left of Frank's ride to Jacksonville. It seems so very close relatively speaking, but what remains will likely be the toughest segment of all.

He started early today and by the time we spoke he had put in a couple hours of riding. The temperature is still in the low 30's and drains energy as Frank's body tries to maintain it's temperature. Whatever was stored up in his 140 pound frame a month ago has been spend along the highways. No longer feeling like he can just "pedal out" at will, he is now envoking his will over the pedals. By car, Central Florida must seem relatively flat, but on a bicycle you notice every degree of incline. Frank has riddent long uphills and what seem to be shorter downhills this morning. He will not be coasting in the last 150 miles.

After our first conversation, Frank called me back "Hey, I wasn't feeling that good this morning, I'm not sure I remembered why I was out here but I ran into this old guy wearing Korean War hat and shirt. The guy was a veteran. I told him "Thank you for your service" and we began to talk. "

By the end of the conversation the Verteran had tears in his eyes and thanked Frank for remembering and for riding. Though the old veteran could not restore the physical energy to Frank's body, he lifted his spirits and reminded him again just exactly why he was out there, which was exactly what Frank needed to keep going. By the end of our conversation Frank commented "the sun just came out, it's getting better". I told him I was hoping it was on his back all day long.

You can find Frank's story at the bottom of Wounded Warrior Project's home page

For the donation page they built for Frank click here
In Arizona donate at any Jack Furriers Tire & Auto Care

Day 28: Making up for a tornado

2007-12-17T07:48:00.000-08:00

Pensacola Florida
Low Temperature: 39 aprox
Wind: 17 MPH NW

It was after 11pm, Sunday night. Frank had been riding since early in the day trying to make up time the tornado warning stole yesterday. Riding in high winds he made his way to Highway 90 paralleling I-10 and fought the winds until 1pm when as Frank said “the wind stopped, it was totally calm”. Frank took this as a good sign and rode as hard as he could as long as he could. Equipped with a new headlight he stayed on task until 11 pm. His bike was now skipping between gears because the derailleur was so far out of adjustment which made for frustrating riding. Frank stopped to regroup and shake the cold off at a convenience store.

Maybe it was the 17 mph breeze from earlier in the day that blew Donald across Frank’s path. The young marine saw Frank’s Wounded Warrior Project t-shirt after the blue and gold windbreaker came off. “Are you riding tonight?” Donald asked seemingly concerned and disbelieving that anyone would be riding in the cold at this late hour.
“I think I might be walking it from here” Frank half joked and the two began to talk.

Donald was not going to take no for an answer. The question was – “you are not going to keep riding tonight are you?” Desperate to keep pace and persuaded by the young Marine’s generosity, Frank rode with him for about an hour. They talked about Frank’s journey and why he was out there riding and where he was going. Somewhere outside of Quincy, Floriday the young Marine and Frank exchanged thank yous and goodbyes. It was an hour by car, or about 60 miles or about a single days ride that Donald took Frank. This encounter was not on the biking schedule, but like so many other unplanned events along this journey, there certainly was a reason, even if it remains a mystery right now.

At about midnight, Frank began to ride again, fighting the gears which were constantly skipping up and down up and down. He slowly made another 10 miles and stopped around 1 am at Motel 6 outside of Tallahassee. There are only 3 days left before Frank is scheduled to arrive in Jacksonville. Frank needs to find a bike shop today to adjust his gears.

Day 27 – Survive and Advance

2007-12-16T09:00:00.000-08:00

Pensacola, FL.

Since leaving Frank has encountered the best and worst mother nature has to offer including, snowy mountain roads, icy bridges, swamp fog and today you can add a tornado warning to the list. Frank packed up camp beach and began to ride as clouds thickened and breezes rolled up. The ABC news reported scheduled to interview Frank called, he had just been diverted to cover a tornado in the area.

Disappointed about the lost time and the 20 – 30 miles of progress missed, Frank continued to test the weather. A few miles later frank hit “a wall of rain” making even his rain gear useless. Discouraged, Frank turned back for shelter in Pensacola. After seeing the weather channel, he realized he was through for the day.

To read the Pensacola News Journal account of the day's weather go to "Severe Winds".

Sunday in the Sunshine State

Today it is cloudy and colder with NW winds reported at 17mph. Bad news because Frank mailed back most of his cold weather once he passed through Louisiana. After a quick stop into a church to say a prayer for safety, he stopped at BigLots and picked up a thin windbreaker and beanie. Frank hit the road again today to make up lost time.

Day 26: White Sand

2007-12-15T07:49:00.000-08:00

End Pensacola, FL.

Friday Update: Frank's goal was to reach Pensacola by Friday night. He made it then turned West and rode well after dark to set up his tent inside the Perdido State Park. This morning he was collecting sea shells and a bag of white sand for his daughter. The excitement of camping at the beach in Florida was tempered by the solitude of camping alone. Frank imagined what it would be like to be standing there with all his family and all the friends he has made along the way. Perhaps another trip someday, Frank is already talking about riding after this trip ends in Jacksonville.

This roller coaster ride had once again turned again to the better. Frank will be pedaling out of his beachside domicile after ABC Pensacola interviews him.

Visa update: Yesterday I spoke with Darrick from Puerto Rico and His supervisor Noel in Panama – after faxing, calling, checking in, begging, arguing, explaining – Visa still cannot resolve the card lock problem. Frank was blessed to have stuffed the last two pieces of pizza into his panier bags before riding out Friday morning. Visa (www.gift2go.net)– simply said, Visa's process....worthless. In fact, I fully expect nothing to be done now until someone gets back into the office next week, if at all.

Western Union to the rescue! Don't worry, Frank won't starve!

Back Wall update
Keeping a promise to two soldiers, Frank inked two more names on his memorial back wall. He is especially grateful to Danny Boy at Studio 51 in Pensacola for his fantastic work.

KY: will name enter shortly
ID: Damon LeGrande

Day 25: Visa Vent , Mobile Angels

2007-12-14T07:51:00.000-08:00

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Day 25: Mobile, AL

1,400 miles of riding, 13 pounds of lost weight, and one evening on the sidewalk, priceless, for everything else there’s……..

Frank left Tucson nearly a month ago with a little bit of cash and some visa gift cards. In the last couple days, Frank had been uneasy about running out of money (see unexpected expense days 1 thru 24), so a friend credited one of his cards and later verified the new higher balance with Visa – all was well again. Unfortunately, a computerized review matrix threw the card into fraud status and locked the card (which is understandable). However, it is a mystery that Visa the worlds largest processor who spends 400 million dollars advertising how convenient they are, has absolutely no process in place – nor any human being among 10,000+ employees who can resolve a security problem after 5 pm Eastern. Mind boggling! To complicate matters, Visa, has outsourced it’s primary point of customer contact to Panama, Puerto Rico and the four corners of the earth. The passive voice of Visa emanates from powerless cogs reading scripted messages halfway around the world. "I am very sorry, there is nothing that can be done"

1,400 miles from home, Frank was penniless and pondered his situation on a sidewalk in Mobile, Alabama. It is difficult to find a camping spot inside the city limits, so he just sat down on on the sidewalk and thought about the irony of the day and the miles away from the joy he felt just this morning. Frank remembered an envelope that his son had given him when they met the day before. “He told me to open it if I got discouraged.” The letter read “$40”. It was two $20 bills (Frank told me his son was a man of few words). The $40 was just exactly what Frank needed to get a room down the road. The desk clerk contributed the remaining $2.79 out of his own pocket giving Frank a place to rest and time to figure out how to get something to eat. Later on, another friend 4 states away called and had a pizza delivered to Frank.

Mobile Angels

Angel#1 - Mr.Dixon - you didn't have to stop. You pulled over today when you noticed Frank standing with his bike appearing to be lost. You provided help navigating the complicated map through Mobile, Alabama and reset Frank to his course.

It is this type of unprovoked kindness that Frank has found at so many points along the way. “They are out there, there are good people all over and I am being blessed as I encounter them.”

Stuck in Mobile

On Friday morning before leaving the Motel 6, Franked charted his course for the day and realized he would have to ride an extra 40 miles unless he could get through a tunnel which he found out prohibited foot or bicycle traffic. We spoke and decided a taxi through the tunnel was the best choice. Frank, instinctively had already spoken with the Motel 6 desk clerk earlier in the morning who refunded him $20 of the cash Frank had given them the night before. This was more than enough for a cab ride through the George Wallace Tunnel. Now all he needed was a driver.

Mobile Angel #2 Kyle. You are a good guy, Frank knows just how hard you are working to build a successful taxi business. I don't have all the details yet of your encounter with Frank other than we needed to recognize your all of your help and try to encourage others to seek you out in Mobile - so call Kyle (nnn) nnn-nnnn for a ride- he is one of the good guys!

note from ed: If you are unhappy with the way Visa handled this situation, tell them to donate to Wounded Warrior Project.

Day 24: Moving towards Florida

2007-12-13T15:44:00.000-08:00

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After the visit
I caught up to Frank this afternoon on his way toward Mobile, AL. He was feeling energized having seen his son who returned from Iraq just two days ago. The father and son spend just a few hours together before Frank continued on his journey. Frank was filled with gratitude for His son's service and safe return and again for all the soldiers he met just a week ago at the Warrior and Family Support Center at the Powless Guest House on Fort Sam Houston

Frank said “besides the day he was born, this was probably one of the finest days of my life, it was all the medicine I needed”

This was definitely the best part of his trip through Louisiana, and by tomorrow, Frank will have crossed into the pan handle of Florida, his seventh and final state of this nationwide odyssey. Frank is looking forward to riding alongside the Gulf, seeing, smelling and feeling the ocean before heading inland across the state toward Jacksonville.

The Back Wall
Last night Frank finished the seventh name of fifty that will be inked in forever on his back as a memorial to soldiers lost in recent years. Seven soldiers from seven states so far.

AZ: S Huff TX: M C Taylor NM: T L Gray LA: M A Kain
MS: J C Burge AL: J Foshee FL: T Padgett

p.s. if the artist who finished this last night has a photo - please email to averagefrank@gmail.com

Day 22: Ben's call & River Crossing

2007-12-11T16:48:00.000-08:00

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Today’s Ride: 75 miles and over Mississippi River
Temperature: 81 degrees

End: Baton Rouge, LA.

Ben's Call
Frank’s phone rang early this morning, it was Frank’s son Ben and he was calling his dad to let him know he was now back on American soil. There are no words to describe how a father must feel when he hears his son’s voice and knows he has returned safely home from war. It has been over 5 months since Frank’s son Ben was sent to Iraq and Frank has been anticipating seeing every minute since then. Over the past three weeks Frank has been inching his way East towards seeing his son. Now, over 1,200 miles from Arizona, Frank has just a single day's between Him and his son.

‘dat craw dad Boat
It was an old beat up pickup truck with an older flat bottom fishing boat hanging over the rear bumper. The driver leaned into the railing looking toward the river. “Going fishing?” Frank asked the weathered old man. “Naw, can't go, don' have 'da gas to get across 'dat bridge and back. The “bridge” crossed the Mississippi – where East meets West, but in this case – East was where Frank needed to be and Frank had been warned that crossing this bridge on a bicycle was dangerous. You remember Frank doesn’t get scared too easily (he did just spend the last two nights camped in swampland), but it looked dangerous enough for Frank to strike a deal with the gas poor fisherman. Within a few minutes, Frank was wedged into the back of the old pickup with his bike and the craw dad boat on there way East across the Mississippi. As they crossed the bridge, and this is no exaggeration, the truck ran out of gas and coasted to a stop in the gas station. Frank paid for the gas he promised to the fisherman to get him home again tonight.

Baton Rouge
Frank had made it safely into a less safe area of Baton Rouge and with a little navigational help from stranger at McDonalds, he made his way to a motel near Baton Rouge Metropolitan Airport where he met the reporter from ABC Channel 2, it was a quick interview and Frank went to sit down. “I’m 45 and I’m tired” he told me after a 75+ mile ride today.

Hopefully, Frank has a room away from the airport runway side of the motel, He is a pretty light sleeper.

ABC Channel 2 News Baton Rouge

Day 21.5: Frank Calls In

2007-12-10T19:08:00.001-08:00

Monday night
6 miles east of Eunice, LA near Hwy 190
Elevation 59 feet.
Next big city: Opelusas

Catching up from yesterday’s blog
You remember Frank started his trip into Louisiana by dancing across the state line, left foot Texas, right foot Lousiana, left, right, left, right, then he rode a little deeper into the swamp where he set camp under cloudy skies. Frank survived the first night and the only wild animal encounter was a frog that wound up in his tent. “it was kind of lonely out there, so I didn’t mind the company, I'll send you the picture”

Frank is camping out under the fog again tonight. His first choice was an RV park, but it seems the manager would not lower his standards and allow a tent camper into the RV’s – so he turned Frank out after 80+ miles of riding. Frank was pretty tired and disappointed. It was good news when Dwayne from Bargain Basement Bikes called to make a connection for Frank tomorrow with a cousin who would be meeting Frank somewhere near the Mississippi river.

One encouraging story
While Frank was stopped today, he met a father and daughter. Naturally they knew all about Frank’s journey after just a few minutes. As it turns out, the Father had just lost his job. Convinced by the cause, he pulled $8 from his pocket and handed it to Frank. “it’s not much, but I hope it helps”.

They are good people and they are from Louisiana.

Day 21: Weather and Water Moccasins

2007-12-10T06:07:00.000-08:00

Location: Entering Louisiana swamplands.

Late yesterday afternoon I spoke to Frank as He crossed into Louisiana and as he describbed the “swampland”.

“Wow, this place had some odoriferous eminations” He said. [exact quote]

“I need you to do me a favor, check the weather for me”

“it looked clear on the radar map earlier”, I said.

“Well” he said “all I see are clouds, also, can you find out about water moccasins?”

Two thoughts most people would not want to put together, but Frank was planning to spend the night in the swamp, so I guess that sounds normal.

Before we hung up he asked me if I had ever heard of a guy named “Amos Moses”

“no, who is he?” I wondered if I was about hear another story of someone famous Frank had met along the way.

“it’s a song, I don’t know who wrote it but I want you to look it up”

Besides one missed call, I have not heard from Frank since then. I finally left him a voicemail about the weather and watermoccasins “looks like a stationary front right over Lake Charles, but they say afternoon rain only and I think you should stay away from water moccasins.”

Here come Amos

Artist: Hank Williams Jr.

Now Amos Moses was a Cajun
He lived by himself in the swamp
He hunted alligator for a living
He just knock them in the head with a stump

for complete lyrics, click here for the rest of the Frank story - check back later

Day 20: 4 ½ million feet of Texas

2007-12-09T14:21:00.000-08:00

Projected End: Texas/Lousiana Border!

By car, Texas is a long 850 mile drive or 4 ½ million feet on a bicycle. Frank called in at 2:18pm Arizona time, “man it’s really flat out here” he said with the wind howling over his Alltel cell phone (thanks again Terri!). He was pedaling from Houston and was now just 32 miles from the Texas/Louisiana border. That’s right, LOUISIANA, even Texas had to come to an end somewhere. For Frank Texas ends after 16 days of incredible memories and meeting lots of great new friends.

The route - sounds complicated
From Houston, Frank began on I-10 “that was crazy” according to Frank. Eventually he made it to US90 then north onto SR-326 and eventually to SR105 around Beaumont to Vidor near Intersate 12 and hopefully to the Louisiana border by dark. Sounds complicated.

Day 19: Average FAQ's

2007-12-08T13:43:00.000-08:00

Houston

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Average Questions
People have been asking lots of questions about Frank and his cross country ride for Wounded Warrior Project. So today, I am including a few answers below to bring you up to speed.

Has Frank ever ridden this far before? No, in fact, Frank did not own a bicycle until this November and had not ridden a bicycle event before borrowing his daughter’s mountain bike to participate in Tucson's Wounded Warrior Project Motorcycle event October 2007. Click here then take a close look at the photo's background. You will probably laugh – so did most of the other riders – until he finished the event!

Why is he doing this? Frank is a passionate determined guy and since his son started serving overseas he could not think about much else besides his son. Doing this trip became Frank’s mission to bring attention and remember the sacrifices of young people like his son and many other sons and daughters who are serving.

Why ride from Arizona to Jacksonville, Florida? The headquarters of Wounded Warrior Project is in Jacksonville. Frank will present them with a check for donations pledged when he arrives.

Who is Wounded Warrior Project? Find out about their great mission helping our returning troops at http://www.woundedwarriorproject.org/

Is he traveling alone? Yes, he is traveling with just the items loaded on his bike. He has no support vehicle or riders. See ABC San Antonio news report for more details.

Where does he stay at night? When the weather co-operates he is camping out. There was some unseasonably cold weather and snow during his first week and he was taken in by a soldier from Ft. Bliss. On other nights he has found a campground, a patch of desert, or the cheapest hotel possible. Update 12/6: the past 3 nights new friends arranged for rooms, there is a rumor he might try to mail back his camp stove and sterno.

What does Frank do for a living? Up until leaving for his ride, Frank spent most of his time as a wrestling coach/substitute teacher. I hope Frank's future includes and opportunity to continue his passion to benefit our wounded soldiers.

What shoe size does Frank wear? (just kidding nobody asked me this) He wears a size six shoe. Since it snowed in El Paso (first time in 8 years), a soldier named Brandon from Ft.Bliss bought him a pair of combat boots to keep his feet warm. Up to that point Frank wore his comfortable sandals. Update 12/5: after 425 miles the boots came off in Del Rio,Tx - it is now warm enough. The boots made it over the Davis Mountains. No small feat for such small feet.(boots worn were actually size 7 - no size six available - no problem).

How can you help? Remember someone who is serving you today needs to know you support them. Don't forget them. If you can, donate something to Wounded Warrior Project –online click here , In Arizona donate at any Jack Furriers Tire & Auto Care

Day 18: Night ride in Texas - the 28 hour day

2007-12-07T21:52:00.000-08:00

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Start: Seguin, TX End: Sealy, Tx Total Mileage: aprox 120

Night ride
To make up for lost time Frank rode a couple hour's after dark (did I mention Franks nice new helmet that lights up every time you hit a bump?). The darkness made it difficult to find a place to set up camp. Frank set up in some grass near a fence adjacent to a ranch. I won't relay all the details here, but later that night Frank was persuaded by a shotgun toting property owner to pack up camp and leave. Apparently, he did not own a television or radio, nor was he persuaded by the details of Frank's story. So with the police standing by, Frank packed up and pedaled into the darkness of Hwy 90 toward Houston. About midnight he arrived at a truck stop. He approached a pair of highway patrol officers there.

The Truckstop

"You're the guy biking across the country" one said. "I heard about you all morning on the radio" Not wanting to repeat the error of his last campsite selection, Frank explained what happened some 15 or 20 miles back to the officers who directed him a spot behind the truck stop. By 1 am Frank had re-set camp. The officers promised to checked on Frank during the night to make sure he had no other unexpected encounters. At 4:40 am Frank woke up and by 5:30 am he was back in the saddle pedaling until around 5:30 this evening when a contact made in San Antonio helped him check into a motel in Sealy.

I spoke to Frank tonight. He took a philosophical view of the day's events. "If I hadn't got run off, I wouldn't have made it here tonight". Another blessing in disguise. Based on how tired Frank sounded after his ride, I am not sure anything short of a shotgun motivating him would have gotten him to the edge of Houston tonight.

Sealy sounds like a good place to get some sleep before meeting Houston tomorrow.

Day 17: "This is why I am riding, its for them"

2007-12-06T10:18:00.000-08:00

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Location: Warrior and Family Support Center at the Powless Guest House on Fort Sam Houston Frank's journey from Arizona included just one intermediate stop before Florida. He wanted to visit some of our nations wounded warriors in San Antonio, home to the world's most advanced centers for amputee and burn victim rehabilitation. The state of the art facilities have been funded entirely by donations. Visiting any of these centers seemed impossible for an "average frank" until yesterday. New friends in San Antonio (and no doubt Divine intervention) opened the doors for an official visit at 10 o'clock this morning.

Frank spoke and exchanged greetings with many recovering soldiers. David, a 20 year old Army specialist from Utah has been recovering from injuries sustained 6/12/07 in Bauqubah. David spoke mostly about his friend Damon LeGrande of Idaho who was killed by the same device that shattered and burned David's feet and legs. David heard about the memorial Frank had started on his back which included the names of several soldiers lost in recent conflicts. Frank assured David that Damon's name would be there soon as a soldier's name from each of the 50 states is added. Frank described David as a tough kid with a heart of gold. A description fitting for all the soldiers Frank met today.

It is the "mount everest" of the trip, the whole reason for my riding is to help and thank these soldiers. Frank heard the stories of men and women who risked everything for complete strangers and total freedom. It was a solemn and humbling experience to walk with soldiers who now walk, to spend a few moments, to say thank you and shake hands with our nation's favorite sons and daughters. After leaving, Frank felt redoubled in intensity. It was time to ride. Each mile from is dedicated soley to the soldiers.

note: the facility name has been corrected since the original post.

Day 16 - San Antonio - Donate Here!

2007-12-05T07:26:00.000-08:00

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Thanks - if you are from San Antonio - thank you for visiting (if you are from anywhere, thank you for visiting). and for all of your encouragement in my ride across the country for Wounded Warrior Project.

If you have time, read a little about my adventure below - it has been quite an adventure. Please check back as I make my way to Jacksonville, Florida and Wounded Warrior Project headquarters.

click here to see the ABC News Video running today in San Antonio

Day 15 Chain Reaction

2007-12-04T16:11:00.000-08:00

Start: outside Hondo, TX End: San Antonio, TX Low temperature 29

I called early but no answer, Frank had started early towards San Antonio, He sounded cold when I finally spoke to him

"you want some ice water?" I asked.
"no....I am a little stiff, it was pretty cold last night" he coughed.
"29 degrees, outside of your tent"
"seemed like about 29 inside the tent. I've been on the phone a lot today, things are starting to happen so today's headline must be 'Chain Reaction' I have a newspaper interview and a radio interview scheduled." By later afternoon Frank was being escorted around by San Antonio by new friend Steve G, he wound up at the EconoLodge courtesy of another friend. Frank was so happy to be sleeping inside tonight "this place is incredible, the bed must be a double king, its so big I think I can set my tent up on it"

I wondered, is there really a double king?

"Send me the picture of you in the tent and make sure you are wearing the beanie"

I don't think he will need the stakes to secure it.

Weather Advisory : Snow birds Freeze in TX

2007-12-04T05:49:00.000-08:00

Two plagues down five to go, its a good thing Frank is not a plant or sensitive vegetation. The first area freeze warning of the year was issued as temperatures dropped below freezing as predicted last night. Most of Texas bundled up to prepare as Frank donned the orange beanie and zipped up the tent. Just another night in Frank's world.

Just so you know, Frank does not equate "hard" with "bad".

419 PM CST MON DEC 3 2007
...FREEZE WARNING IN EFFECT FROM 2 AM TO 8 AM CST TUESDAY...THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE IN AUSTIN/SAN ANTONIO HAS ISSUED A FREEZE WARNING...AFTER A DAY OF COLD NORTHERLY WINDS BRINGING IN LOW DEW POINTS... FREEZING TEMPERATURES CAN BE EXPECTED FOR THE FIRST TIME THIS SEASON..THESE CONDITIONS WILL KILL CROPS AND OTHER SENSITIVE VEGETATION.

Day 14: Bonafide Centurion

2007-12-03T20:25:00.000-08:00

Del Rio, Tx - End: between Sabinal and Hondo, Tx (a real place)
100 miles
Frank was determined to go 100 miles today and he made it. One long day of riding, but it seemed shorter than the week he spent yesterday in Del Rio. At his makeshift camp, Frank was talking to me with one hand on his Alltel Razr (gratuitous plug) and scrambling to set up his tent with his other his free hand before it got dark. "I am getting pretty good at this" he said.
I tried to imagine the scene with piles of camp gear scattered alongside highway 90. I heard the cars and trucks roaring by, no doubt only distracted from their driving coma momentarily as they pushed along the thin stretch of Texas blacktop and then disappeared into the desert scrub horizon.

We talked about tonight's 29 degree predicted low. Fortunately, Frank kept some of his warmest clothing despite mailing back 6lbs. of gear from the post office this morning in Del Rio. I admit I was a little disappointed to hear the signature GI riding boots had been replaced by Frank's lighter weight sandals. The boots "good enuf for fightin' and good enuf for ridin" and now properly broken in during the ride from snowy El Paso were on their way home.
Another Sheriff
A sheriff interrupted our conversation at the Hwy 90 campsite. No doubt he noticed the yardsale atmosphere along the highway and faint cell phone illumination inside the tent. Frank moved the phone away but I could hear their conversation.
"Just checking in to make sure everthing was ok." [sheriff]
"I'm Frank, I stopped a few miles back and let the highway patrol and border patrol know I am out here tonight"........pause....pause......pause....."have you ever heard of the Wounded Warrior Project?"

Frank just can't help it, everyone is a potential donor. If you would like to donate - click here
if you have already donated - thank you. Remember, every dime donated will be give to WWP later this month a their Jacksonville, FL headquarters.

Day 13 Drizzle in Del Rio

2007-12-02T06:53:00.000-08:00

Sunday Morning - Del Rio
By Sunday morning, the rain was just a drizzle in Del Rio, but radar patterns showed rain towards Uvalde, TX the next stop. Frank already hit the first snow in 8 years back in El Paso, so he will try to avoid a flood out on the highway, after all Frank already mailed back his only life preserver - a used bicycle inner tube which I would call a "below average" kind of rescue device.

Lost Low Gear Found
A few days ago, Frank mentioned his brakes needing adjustment, this must have been after the huge downhill runs off the Ft. Davis Mountains. His brakes were fading and after losing the rear brakes on Day 2 - Frank needed the help of some professionals which he found at Lakeside Sports in Del Rio - and after lakeside tech "Franky" (no relation) finished the tune-up, not only did Frank have "amazing brakes", Franky also made some dérailleur adjustments and gave Frank back his lowest gear which was lost near the beginning of the trip. Like me, you were probably beginning to wonder why a guy as tough as Frank got off an walked his bike in a few places, well to all you tough guys, it all makes sense now. Of course today was the first time I heard about the lost low gear. No suprise, Frank doesn't always complain about the little things. By the way, if we have time, I will fill you in on the rest of the story about the "lost brakes".

Chinese Buffet - yougohomenow!
Frank loves Chinese food and a buffet is even better. You can imagine the suprise the folks at New China Buffet in Del Rio felt as they watched plate after plate fill and empty. Never underestimate Frank! Unlike previous trips to buffets, there was no physical altercation trying to seperate Frank from the buffet. The kind folks at New China even allowed Frank a picture inside before he left. Again the people of Texas have shown their extraordinary kindness.

Days 11/12 "I am looking at a rattlesnake"

2007-12-01T16:04:00.000-08:00

Days 11/12 Friday and Saturday 100 miles between Sanderson and Del Rio TX

Thursday night, Frank stayed in Sanderson, TX a small town at the intersection of SR 90 and 285. I missed his call on my cell phone, so I dialed him in the morning to check in.

“missed your call, what are you up to?”
“I am looking at a rattlesnake” he said.
“Is it in your bed?” I asked, wondering how much his room cost.
“No” he answered with calm voice.
“Are you at the zoo?” the next of my twenty questions.
“No, it belongs to the owner of the motel, he is showing me his collection”
Makes sense to me, a Texas motel owner with a large rattlesnake collection - no doubt another friend for life in this not so big city.

The Pictures

During the conversation, We spoke about the all the digital pictures which were unloaded in Ft. Davis. After hanging up, I hit send/receive one more time and was relieved to see "2 messages 13 megabytes" appear. A few long awaited photos came down (manna from digital heaven) today you can see the slideshow...Toby if you are reading...KEEP sending more pictures!

Frank left Sanderson, the road followed the SP Railroad tracks towards Dryden, Malvado, then Langtry which is about 3 feet from the Mexican border. There were two really big uphill stretches. One hill turned the bike ride into a bike walk. The day ended 40 miles of difficult riding. Frank was camping out and hoping the weather would hold. It has been turning cloudy and tomorrow there should be rain.

On to Del Rio

Friday morning Frank woke at 5 am and was riding 30 minutes later. He wanted to make the final 50 miles to Del Rio and the Motel 6 - before heavy rain. Fortunately, it was just a drizzle until Frank arrived at Motel 6 - his favorite motel chain in the nation (yes, their was a discount involved). Today Frank is catching up on some writing, some shopping and some rest.

Day 10: Ugly Cows

2007-11-29T16:46:00.000-08:00

Start: outside of Marathon End: Sanderson, TX (aprox 85 miles)

Today was relatively uneventful (see Days 2/4/5/8/9). A gradual 25 mile climb up to the Junipers and Cedars, Frank thought is was around 5,000 ft. where he stopped to look at what he thought were some big ugly cows. Upon closer inspection it was a small herd of Buffalo, Texas sized Buffalo, grazing in the highland. Frank called to tell me about his discovery, I told Frank he should be careful, they might be tired of eating grass.

The rest of the ride was downhill to Sanderson. On the way Frank met 3 cyclist who were coming from Jacksonville Florida (Frank's final destination). They were taking the same route as Frank. Seeing them only made it more real, that sometime in the upcoming weeks Frank would be in Jacksonville - home of the Wounded Warrior Project. The three friends told him their was a single uphill stretch which Frank was about to run into before Del Rio, Tx - then it was a pretty flat ride to Jacksonville - which sounded great to Frank, who mentioned there was a hill coming up that they were going to enjoy (see Day 8).

I is about 120 miles to Del Rio.

Day 9: Texas Hospitality - possible Jail Time?

2007-11-28T15:17:00.000-08:00

Start: Outside Ft. Davis, TX End: between Alpine and Marathon, Tx
4,900 ft. elevation Sunny 68 degrees

Tired from yesterday's ride, Frank started a little slower this morning. He rode down TX118 and ate lunch in Ft. Davis at the Old Texas Inn.

"Do you guy's know about the Wounded Warrior Project?" Frank's standard introduction. He met Toby, the proprietor and besides providing great food - Toby became the local computer expert. Earlier Frank left the digital camera at the library with a note, hoping to get the pictures emailed home. However, Toby offered his help and before Frank left for Alpine, TX - the pictures were unloaded. I have high hopes that you will see some of them soon.

Another 25 miles downhill in Alpine, Frank called me to revise today's destination to Marathon. Seems he found a few 40 mph (estimate) downhill runs. As it turned out Frank called in at 6:15pm with the phone in one ear and a Texas Ranger in the other, as well as border patrol agent. "Sit by your phone, I'll be calling you back" he said. I told him it might be warmer to spent the night in jail. He laughed and hung up the phone.

A few minutes later Frank called to tell me that he was going to be camping on private property tonight, and that if he had any trouble, all he had to do was call the officer on his phone. Go figure, another new best friend.

Since the ride began, Frank has not been able to check email or this blog. Toby printed it all today and gave it to Frank. No doubt Frank will be turning on his penlight tonight.

Day 8: a big hill, A REALLY BIG HILL

2007-11-27T16:03:00.000-08:00

Start: foot of the Davis Mountains End: 3 miles from Ft. Davis, TX.
Weather: Sunny slight overcast 50-60 degrees

The longest short ride ever ended around 5pm today. Frank climbed through the Davis Mountains up to McDonald Observatory and on towards Ft. Davis. The hill was so long and so steep that even going down the backside was uphill ! In several stretches, first gear was too tall so Frank dismounted the bike and walked it a few times. Once Frank made the observatory around 2:30pm, a Ranger told him the last 8 miles were probably the steepest hills in Texas - Frank didn't argue, he just kept eating his sandwich.

He could not help but remember the note he read on his cycling map the day before which said "mainly for cyclist with several years experience". Not only did Frank agree with the Ranger's assessment, Frank decided he would never ride up that hill again (and He had a couple of words of encouragement for the guy who put the route on the map in the first place). Frank may only have 50 days of cycling experience under his belt - but it is probably several years worth by now.

There actually is an alternate route that avoids this climb by going South from Van Horn, TX to Marfa which takes you around the mountain in not much more distance but Frank isn't taking the easy way out. "that was the hardest thing I have ever ever done" Frank.

He told me it was cold camping out last night and fires are not allowed up on the mountains so he felt a little drained starting the day. But things got pretty exciting about an hour into the ride where he crossed paths with a combined herd of javelina, cattle, and mule deer – the pictures are on their way.

Tonight Frank is at an RV camp. The host gave him the space next to the showers. Go ahead Frank - enjoy a hot shower, today you earned it.

(post by Sean)

Day 7: Quick, where is Kent, TX?

2007-11-26T15:49:00.000-08:00

Start: Van Horn, TX End: somewhere between Kent and McDonald Observatory

Sometime after lunch today Frank made it to kent, tx (not to be confused with uppercase KENT, TX). Kent has a mercantile store and an intersection. No fruit in the store, but there was a microwave and a frozen green chili burrito which made a great lunch before heading down HWY118 which eventually crosses the mountains at the McDonald Observatory and then winds down to Del Rio which Frank hopes to reach by tomorrow. At about 5:00pm today, Frank was digging in (literally) and making camp for the night – he had just finished about 2 hours of biking and guessed that he covered just 12 miles. He is going to rest here before taking on the steepest part of the ride to the observatory summit tomorrow.

Day 6 Colder than "Average Frank"

2007-11-25T19:44:00.000-08:00

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Start: Outside of El Paso, elevation 3800 ft, across Sierra Blanca 4,800 ft. End: Van Horn, TX elevation 4,000 ft (total ride aprox 100 miles) Because of the unusual snow conditions in El Paso, Brandon drove Frank to the freeway outside of El Paso to avoid hazards of navigating the on and off ramps among the Thankgiving travelers rushing home Sunday. At the start the roads were not good and the weather was still very cold (probably not above the 40's today) as Frank headed up the hill to the Sierra Blanca summit the road was much better but it was still very cold. Finally he made it down to Van Horn. This was a long ride which almost ended before before reaching Sierra Blanca under a bridge Frank was considering using for shelter tonight. After trying to set up camp he realized he would not be able to warm up here, so motivated to avoid a night in sub freezing temperatures outside, he got back onto the bike and rode another 25 miles to Van Horn. The last part of the ride before the summit was in the second to lowest gear, still not as bad as Day 3 coming out of Las Cruces but tough enough in the cold. Basically today was two bike trips in one day. Once in Van Horn Frank found the motel he was looking for ($29 motel he was referred to by the Super 8 operator after Frank asked if there was a really cheap place to stay overnight). When I spoke to Frank around 6 pm he had just arrived and was hoping that standing in front of the heater would thaw him out - eventually.

I asked him how his shopping for cold weather gear had gone the day before, he told me about a pair of boots (army boots I think) that Brandon had bought for him on base (Ft.Bliss). Naturally I asked "Frank, are you riding your bike in army boots?" he responded "oh yeah, I have to in this weather, I had to get rid of my sandals, I am from the desert - this place is really cold"

If you had not noticed before, Frank was riding most of the time in a really comfortable pair of sandals which I believe are now safely in the bottom of his panier bags - cold storage.

Day 4 & 5 Uphill to El Paso's Winter Wonderland

2007-11-24T08:40:00.000-08:00

Day 4 start: Las Cruces, NM 7:30 am, End: El Paso, TX 12:30 (aprox 45 miles)

Uphill for 25 miles against a headwind. The climb was tough because of the wind. Frank never got into his taller gears. He told me this section was tougher than his first ride ever (October WWP bike run in Tucson) when he rode his daughters mountain bike - now referred to fondly as the "anvil". Once he reached the summit (name unknown), it was a much easier ride back down to El Paso. Now in his 3rd state, Frank was pretty excited because a soldier from Fort Bliss named Brandon was going to meet him. As it turned out Day 4 ended at Brandon's house - safe from the snowstorm that was predicted and finally hit on Day 5. (see below).

KVIA ABC interviews Frank with Ft. Bliss soldiers - tells them why he is riding. Hopefully we will obtain a link to post this video.

Day 5 - 11.24.07- Snow strikes Borderland; Transmountain Road closed

picture by Chris Babcock ABC 7.

Day 3 Thanksgiving in Las Cruces, NM

2007-11-23T10:28:00.000-08:00

Start: Las Cruces. End Las Cruces, NM. The day began an ended in Las Cruces. The weather has changed for the worse and Frank added more layers and tried to ride out. The wind and cold was cutting through his gear (see the icy blue color of the map above El Paso TX, so he turned back to find some more layers of protection from the dropping temperatures and wind. Snow is predicted in the area by Friday. After a couple of stops at Wal Mart, Frank wound up at the Village Inn. After a great Thanksgiving meal, the manager, now aware of Frank's mission, offered his thanks for Frank's ride - as an Army vet - he was most willing to help out in this good cause. On the plus side, Frank found out that his tent was fantasti - as long as it does not get too windy, it will be perfect.

Day 2 - No Bike Stores In Deming

2007-11-21T17:20:00.001-08:00

Start: Lordsburg, NM - End: Las Cruces NM. (about 80 miles).

The voice mail came in at about 8:20 this morning - "Hey, I just got my first flat. Bye" Frank sounded pretty excited despite the early setback - the first of two flats - next was the rear tire. The first one took a while - but now the patch kit is on top of the paniers so a total unpack was not necessary this time. The flat's didn't compress Franks' spirit - he kept riding. My phone rang again around 11:30 "Hey, I need you to do me a favor, you got to find a bike shop in Deming. I don't have any rear brakes"
Huh? What do you mean?

"My rear brake pads are gone" Frank said. After checking carefully (google) we found out there really are no bike shops in Deming (one is listed went out of business, apparently not enough cross country traffic to keep them afloat).

Check your maps - but it is probably 40 miles from Lordsburg to Deming. I gave Frank the news and he responded with typically Frank "I don't care - you can cut this bike in half and I'll ride it like a unicycle...I will just ride to Las Cruces, its pretty flat" And he rode fast because he needed to get there before closing (thanksgiving being tomorrow makes this really important). By about 4:30 or 5pm local time he found the Chain Drive bike shop and persuaded them to stay a while longer to replace the lost brake pads, put in thornproof tubes, slime and protective strips to prevent flats. You all know how persuasive Frank can be. While the boys at Chain Drive worked on the bike, Frank found a place to eat and tonight He will be sleeping at the KOA.

I asked him how he slept last night. "Cold" he said. "you have a cold?" I asked. "NO, my head was cold." he replied. So, add a beanie to the shopping list of lost or forgotten items. Hey - as Frank said "now, I am in a big town".

After all the excitement was over for the day Frank said "this is what its about, good days and not so good, this was meant to be like this today."

(posted by Sean)

Day 1

2007-11-20T20:06:00.000-08:00

Day 1 - Start: Benson Arizona End: Lordsburg, NM
Frank made great mileage today including a fast start just outside of Benson, AZ. with a big downhill run past Texas Canyon. Gone with the Schwinn. The wind was at his back all day, so by the time he ended his day to camp for the night - he was just outside of Lordsburg, NM. Frank was pretty excited (isn't that hard to believe) about the first day's progress. Frank notified the inspection station that he would spend the night nearby under the stars and the only tree around. No Tent tonight - beautiful weather and hopefully a good night sleep.

Where is Frank Now?

2007-11-12T18:47:00.000-08:00

Shortly I will be starting my trip from Tucson, Arizona to Jacksonville, Florida. I will stop riding once I get to the Wounded Warrior Project headquarters.

Proposed Start Date: Monday Afternoon, November 19, 2007

Starting Point: Jack Furrier's Tire & Auto Care (main offices) or just outside of Tucson in Benson

How You Can Help - Donate to Wounded Warrior

2007-11-12T18:37:00.000-08:00

I am riding to raise awareness and funds for Wounded Warrior Project. Below you will find a great list of people who have already helped me out. Please support their businesses.

Most recently Jack Furrier's Tire & Auto Care has been working hard to get me on the road and starting on Veteran's Day all of their stores are taking donations for Wounded Warrior Project. Show our troops you remember.

If you would like to donate in person, go to any Jack Furrier's Location in Tucson or Sierra Vista, or donate online - Wounded Warrior Project has set up a special page for me which you can access through www.jackfurriers.com - look for the links on their home page.

People who have helped so far:
Lots of people have sponsored me based on riding the 2,000 miles or been out beating the bushes to get people to donate - please email me your name and I will get my helpers to add your name here.

Fundraisers over $2000 for Wounded Warrior Project
Furrier Family - Jack Furrier's Tire & Auto Care - thanks again to the Furrier's

Fundraisers over $500
Fundraisers over $250

Donations to support my ride

over $1000

Furrier Family - Jack Furrier's Tire & Auto Care - these guys are like family now. Desert Rat Truck Centers in Tucson, Phoenix, and Albq. and UPR http://www.upr.com/
These guys and gals have spent a lot of time and money getting me on the road and creating fundraising opportunities for me. THANKS

Donations over $250

Bargain Basement Bikes - Dwayne - the best bikes and what a great crew - thanks Dwayne
Steve Chuk - Screenprinting - thanks for the awesome shirts steve - I feel safer already!

Discounts on merchandise

AlphaGraphics on South Palo Verde - Keith Cooper - thanks for the help with the stickers -
Summit Hut - Tucson http://www.summithut.com/ 20% discount on camping gear
Adventure Cycling http://www.adventurecycling.org/ Gave me member price on Maps

Time
Paschal "Pal" Alexander - a great friend who has donated his help in too many ways to mention.

About Frank

2007-10-22T15:10:00.000-07:00

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Hello - my name is Frank Capanear - "Average Frank" to you.

I desperately want to make a difference, so I decided to ride.

I am not a rider, in fact, I only recently figured out that riding could make a difference. I entered a bike event for Wounded Warriors Project to support my son serving in Iraq.

I showed up October 5, a Saturday morning with $250 and high hopes to ride along with others who like me had raised support to help a good cause. I never really thought about my bike, it wasnt' really mine anyway - I borrowed it for the day from my daughter - it's probably a lot like the one your wife or sister rides - that one that sits in the carport or garage most of the year - only today I rode that two wheeler with 900 other bikes - shiny harley davidsons and other gleaming chrome laden street queens - I had no idea I would be the only bicycle in a 900 bike event.

I am a pretty durable guy (former wrestler and coach) and I have pretty thick skin (yes, there were a few people who laughed when I parked the bike near the motorcycles). I pedaled that bike until my legs were on fire and my butt felt the same way, I was really hurting. I kept on and finished the 45 miles. I just wanted to finish the event. I was stopped outside the gate at the final check point. After being allowed to pass (I figured they thought I was crazy when I told them I had ridden in the event) I wound around to the finish and to street lined with cheering bikers - that was the day "average frank" showed up.

Since then I have ridden in other bike events - on bicycle with "real bikers" and the reaction is universal - disbelief and laughter - followed by great support when they realize I am riding for my for my son, and possibly your son or daughter.

Today, I am planning to ride across the country on a basic bike like the one you have sitting in the garage. I won't be staying in hotels or getting any special treatment, I am going to do it the way most "average frank's" would do it - nothing fancy.

I hope to raise some money for Wounded Warrior Project and to let my son and your son or daughter know that the average guy does care a whole lot about them