A message from the Connecticut Burns Care Foundation

Ryan and Dwight hope to raise $10,000 to support the burn camp, which will host 70 children between the ages of 8 and 18. They are determined to reach the West Coast as a personal challenge as well as helping young burn survivors.

Started in 1991, the Arthur C. Luf Children's Burn Camp is located in northern Connecticut on 176 acres. Every summer, burn survivors come to the burn camp, which is a safe and fun environment that helps kids heal emotionally and physically. The Burn Camp is free to the children, who come primarily from the Northeast and some foreign counteries, but any burn survivor child anywhere is welcome. More than 70 adult counselors, primarily active and retired firefighters and burn unit nurses, occupational and physical therapists, child psychologists and even a doctor will serve as mentors for the week.

It's also our goal to promote burn awareness and fire prevention and education, which we do year around. We sponsor a burn survivor, burned in a car accident that involved speeding and drinking alcohol, who speaks to high school students throughout Connecticut. We also support the burn unit at Bridgeport Hospital, helping to purchase equipment.

Sunday, June 8, 2008


The eve of our departure seems an appropriate moment to give some thanks; we could never give all that are due, as most of the chain of good and generous deeds that makes this journey possible is surely beyond the scope of our knowing, and even the parts we should know are prey to our imperfect memories. Where these few words do not suffice, may our finest deeds be the gestures of our gratitude. Without further ado, a little thanksgiving:

Thanks to the ancestors for their sacrifices, especially our parents for raising us right, for delivering us to adulthood with our health and strength intact. We also have them partly to thank for our completely ripped bodies and devastatingly good looks.

Thanks to our friends for their great encouragement and generosity, the offers of hospitality are really heartening.

Thanks to Ryan’s good friend Matt Francis from Swansea and Jamis Bicycles for the sweet ride.
Thanks to Andy at Trailblazer in New Haven for hookin it up with rad gear.
Thanks to Tess at Zane’s in Branford for the same.
Thanks to the wonderful crew at the Wildy House in Boston for being badass and always being behind Ryan.
Thanks to the people at College Street Cycles in New Haven for staying open when Dwight needed shoes.

Thanks to patient and level-headed drivers, everywhere.

Thanks to the inventor of bicycles, and to all of those who have carried on the noble traditions of building and riding them, the boon of whose collective wisdom we now inherit to our immeasurable benefit.

Thanks to the creator of pavement (and sorry to those wild creatures whose homes it has claimed).
Thanks to the thousands (millions?) whose blood, sweat and tears went into that web of roads that will carry us across this broad continent, up and down its rocky shoulders, and down those westward slopes to its Pacific waters, where doubtless we will bathe with much more to be grateful for, still.

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