Waiting for the Bike

The weather has been nice enough these days to ride, even though there is ice and snow in some of the shady spots. But the bike hasn't come in yet, so we are waiting for a call from Kelvin in Woodland park. Laura swears she ordered the bike, so we're going with that. Once it comes, we'll be out at Washington Park, weaving like drunks. The road there is really wide, but also crowded with dogs on 20 foot leashes, rollerbladers, and joggers. We're bound to hit something, and with the clip in pedals we'll still be attached to the bike when it lands on top of us.
Looks like Laura is warming up to the idea of sticking with the route from Astoria to Denver, even though it is longer than she thought. And I checked into a GPS unit last week, but they are not really designed for what we need, so I'm not going to waste my time with it. But it does look like an I-phone is in my future, it has alot of what we need for the trip and my phone died besides. So until something else happens we are sitting around waiting. With the Democratic convention coming to town next summer while we're gone, we have contacted Hillary's people about renting our house while they're in town. No response yet.