In the Mountains of Appalachia

Here we are, up high in the sky, climbin through rain and wind. We took two separate routes yesterday to experience the separation. It was nice in some ways, Kate didn't feel slow, Emilie got to climb the mountain real fast, but in the end we've decided to ride together. We met a biker who just came in from SF and is two days away from the end of his tour. It took him 50days, with only two days off. We stayed at a lovely little hostel in Damascus, The Place and cooked a meal on our little stove which we packed up this morning and sent off with our computer, the film camera, Kate's sleeping bag liner, Emilie's eye-liner, some clothes, and a couple of tools. Kate's bike is much lighter now and Emilie has a new, true tire. We ripped our the states we needed from the road atlas and ditched the rest. People had been asking us if we were riding for something, and Kate said, without thinking, "We're riding for peace." And that seemed about right since we started riding on September 11th. People ask, "What does it mean to ride for peace?" And we don't have a great answer. It seems like riding for peace means you put a sign on the back of your bike that people see, and simply that seeing makes them feel something or think something. There are signs all over this damn country talkin about Love Jesus and Support The Troops, and so far I think we're the only sign that says anything about Peace. Kate passed a church sign that said, "The things you do in this life, will echo throughout eternity." So maybe our peace signs will echo a little, maybe it means the same thing as Support The Troops, just from a different angle. They also ask, "Do you have a gun? Pepper spray?" We don't have any weapons 'cept our own wit. So far we're doing okay. Keep us in mind, and imagine blowing at our backs to help us battle the headwinds. Love, Both

Hollins University Show

Our second day in Roanoke, one flat tire, one great dance class with Miguel Gutierrez. We doubled the length of our show--took baths in the sinks, kate bruised her bum, emilie got a really bad wedgy. Over dinner we were given great tips on how to avoid sketchy situations on the road. Thanks to everyone at Hollins for hosting us! Especially to Kate Abarbanel and Donna Faye Burchfield.

First Show in Roanoke!

We arrived in Raonoke, VA at 4:30am and slept in a really comfortable bed... woke before noon and did a show at two at the Grand Roads Laundromat! Thank you Becky for your support, you are as wild as you were when you left home at sixteen! Our new moto is "barefoot and braless!"

If you think you've seen us around Ithaca in the today, you're not mistaken. And yes, we have changed our tour dates. We'll be kicking off our tour on Saturday at Hollins University in Roanoke, VA. But before we go, stop by Juna's for our openning on Friday evening from 5-7. Check out images from the lake show, aswell as original sculptures by us and get yourself on our postcard list.

The BS Brothers present: The High School Marching Band!

Ithaca's Lake Show

We're busy as wild hornets preparing for our tour which starts in eight days! And at the same time, making a website, making a dance performance on a raft (which we are making with a lot of help from farmers and friends), trying to raise money for our trip, looking for sponsorship from energy bar companies, and tying up loose ends for a two month hiatus. It feels a little like starting college, or summer camp. There is the eminent departure looming with great anticipation and trepidation. We're having a benefit art show at Juna's Cafe in Ithaca, NY for the month of September. All proceeds will go to feeding our hungry hundred mile days, film cost for documentation and fixing our flats. We'll have phones and occasional internet access, so if you want to meet up along the way, holla' out and we'll let you know our coordinates. The plan: we're driving the Winnebago Art Gallery to Roanoke, VA to start our trip and leave it with a friend, Kate Abarbanel who will be having a show in it while we're away, then we head west to hook up with the Transatlantic Bike Route that will lead us to Utah before we make our own route from there to San Francisco. The goal? To make it to SF in eight weeks. Crazy? Maybe, but we're very silly and believers in making impossibility a reality. Our going away show takes place on Cayuga Lake in Ithaca and will commence at 7pm on August 31st, at East Shore Park, directly following the Critical Mass from the Commons.