This is my Grandma Marian and Grandpa Chet about 6 years ago, about 2 years before Gramps died. Gramps was my hero and always supported me in whatever I chose to do. He was always stoked to hear about my travels and he longed to travel the world as well.
There isn't a day I prepare for this upcoming TransAmerica bike adventure that I don't think of him and how he influenced me so greatly. I dedicate this trip to my kick-ass Grandpa Chet...
