POP’s is our Dad and also an acronym for “Pedal Over Parkinson’s.” In April 2011, we started riding our bicycles from St. Augustine, FL to San Diego, CA. We dipped our back tires in the Atlantic to start and our front tires in the Pacific about six weeks later to end. Why this route? It’s the shortest route across the country at about 3,100 miles. And we figured asking for more than six weeks off work may be a tad much for our companies to approve. Why east to west? Surely it would be easier to ride west to east – the wind at our backs and downhill, right? The first reason is by ending in San Diego, our family and friends could meet us at the beach..and meet us they did! A second reason is by the time we got to Arizona we would be starving and Mom’s cooking would be an amazing way to nourish our bodies and our souls! Finally, Dad didn’t choose to get PD or decide how PD would impact his life. He, and others with PD, fight uphill battles every day. The only way he will get better is at the end when he meets his parents in heaven. The least we can do is endure a little in his honor as we ride uphill and into the wind.