Ride update: Day 3

Earl Gander and SSgt Jaramillo, both on the staff of MMA, joined us in Kingsville this morning for the ride.  Frank had recovered, so the five of us rolled out and headed south.  We got lucky for the first couple of hours, with winds under 15 MPH.  We knew that the wind would be getting worse because Earl and J. had just come up from the Valley.

We completed the 27 miles to the rest area south of Sarita in a little under 2 hours.  We took a break, loaded the bikes and riders into the trucks, and drove to Raymondville where cadet Chris Boyd joined us.  We left Raymondville at 10:30, straight into a 25+ MPH wind.  This was brutal.  It took us about three and a half hours total time (maybe 2.5 hours riding) to complete the 25 miles from Raymondville to MMA.  It was the hardest bit of flatland bicycling I’ve ever done.

Two of Gunny Ski’s grandkids met us at the gate on their bikes for the last half mile, and a large crowd of cadets, staff, and local media were at the school to greet us.  We’re all in and safe, and ready to start the Alumni Weekend festivities.

Ride update: Day 2

The energy cost to overcome wind resistance increases with the square of the velocity.  It takes you four times as much energy to overcome a 10 MPH wind as it does to overcome a 5 MPH wind.  Today we were bucking a 20 to 30 MPH headwind from the start.

Frank didn’t roll out with us this morning because his knee was in very bad shape.  Craig and I took off from the hotel in Kenedy at just a little after 6:00.  The first 30 miles of the ride is through rolling hills that are a little steeper than yesterday’s hills.  The wind was so strong that we had to pedal on the downhill stretches, too.  It didn’t take us long to decide that, if we finished the ride today, we would have no energy for tomorrow.  So we called it a day at 40 miles.

I have mixed feelings about doing only 40 of the 105 miles, but mostly I feel good that I had the brains to make that decision.  Had we finished the ride today (sustained winds this afternoon were over 30 MPH, with gusts above 35 MPH), we would have been drained, and tomorrow’s ride would have been completely miserable.  As it is, we’re expecting 25 to 35 MPH winds, and we’re planning on doing only the first quarter and the last quarter of the ride.  We won’t be doing the 45 miles across the King Ranch.

Ride update: Day 1

Quick update.  We made it to Kenedy at about 7:30, after almost 14 hours on the road.  Frank had a couple of bad spills and injured his knee, and all three of us were tired after bucking a nasty headwind for almost 80 miles.  Tomorrow’s forecast is for SSE winds at 20 to 30 MPH over the whole route.  Thursday we’re looking at SSE winds from 20 to 35 MPH, getting worse as the day progresses.  We might have to re-think our plans.

I’m too tired to mess with uploading pictures and such.  I’m heading for the shower and then bed.

Ride preparation

Frank and Craig showed up this morning, and our support crew arrived this afternoon.  After a big pasta dinner at Olive Garden with fellow alumnus Fred Gladle and his wife, we headed back to the house to load the van and get everything set up.  It’s 9:00 pm now.  We’ll get up at 4:30 and try to be on the road before 5:30.

Our support crew consists of Debra, Kuni Beasley (MMA 1972), Kuni’s wife Michelle, and her daughter Rebekah.  Michelle is responsible for getting the magnetic sign graphics.  The van is courtesy of Gateway School and Dr. Beasley.

The first day is 135 miles to Kenedy.  It’s unlikely that I’ll have an update here until at least Wednesday night.

MMA functions

I came to Harlingen to attend three functions at the Marine Military Academy:

  1. A Board of Trustees meeting, because I’m hoping to serve as an Advisor;
  2. The General H.M. Smith Dinner, honoring those individuals who have donated large sums to the school;
  3. The Iwo Jima memorial parade, commemorating the WWII battle for Iwo Jima and honoring those who served there.

As a side benefit, or perhaps the side benefit was the primary reason I attended, I got to visit with some old friends with whom I attended school, and some whom I’ve met since leaving school.  In addition to the staff and faculty, Board members, donors, parents, and cadets who attended, there were eight Alumni.

Top row, from left

  • Lt. Col. Timothy A. Herndon, USMC, who graduated in 1979.  Tim is a helicopter pilot and Commanding Officer of a helicopter training squadron.  He recently was selected for promotion to Colonel.  Tim was my roommate in 1975, and has remained a very good friend for over 30 years.
  • Next is me, Jim Mischel.  I graduated in 1980.  I’m in pretty rare company with this group, but I’m easily the best looking of the lot, don’t you think?
  • Anthony J. McIntyre graduated in 1975.  Tony owns an insurance company and currently serves as Chairman of the MMA Board of Trustees.
  • Craig Matteson also graduated in 1979, and has been a friend for 30+ years.  He owns a business in Chicago and serves on the Board of Trustees.  Craig is the one who helped me turn my little bike ride into a scholarship fundraiser.

Bottom row, from left

  • Kuni Beasley graduated in 1972 and served in the U.S. Army as an artillery officer.  Kuni holds several Ph.D. degrees and is the founder of Gateway Preparatory School.  Debra and I were privileged to attend his wedding in December.
  • Bill Fanning, another 1979 graduate, is the owner of Pilot Insurance Center.  I didn’t know Bill very well when we were attending school, but Debra and I have come to enjoy visiting with Bill and his wife Tish.
  • Mike Forrester, a 1972 graduate, is an attorney in the Dallas/Fort Worth area and is a Lt. Col. in the Marine Corps Reserve.  He recently returned from a tour of duty in Iraq.
  • Staff Seargeant Hood graduated from MMA in 1993.  He is currently in the Marine Corps Reserve and serves on the staff of the Marine Military Academy as an assistant Drill Instructor.  I think he also was in Iraq recently.

This is just a small selection of the great guys who have graduated from MMA over the years.  I count myself fortunate to be associated with these men.

Graduation dinner

The staff at the Marine Military Academy paid me a great compliment by asking me to speak at the graduation dinner and present a few awards to the graduating cadets.  In a classic case of misjudging my audience, I prepared a 10-minute mostly serious speech–the kind of stuffy thing that you’ve come to expect from graduation ceremonies.  But after talking to a couple of people at the school this afternoon, I realized that what I presented would not have been well received.  The graduation dinner is supposed to be a lighthearted affair, and comments should be short.  I went back to the hotel and re-worked my presentation, cutting it in half and lightening it up.

By all indications, my talk was a hit.  I kept the comments short and even got some genuine laughs at my jokes about life at the school.  Graduating cadets and parents alike thanked me after the dinner; for the brevity and for the more serious remarks I made.  I’m not ready to start a business as a motivational speaker, but I think I have the confidence now to speak intelligently to a group of high school students.  I thoroughly enjoyed it and hope to be invited to speak again to the cadets at some point.

Military schools teach violence?

We were walking from the Mess Hall to the rifle range yesterday after lunch with a group of other alumni and their wives.  One of the alumni was telling his wife that he wanted to make a small donation to the school and she replied “I don’t want to support violence.”  The ensuing discussion revealed that she had a very odd view of the military in general and the Marine Military Academy in particular.  The most revealing comment was “You can call it what you like, but I know what it really is.  They’re training kids to be violent.”  I exercised the better part of valor and didn’t engage further.  But it got me to thinking.

Perhaps the most important thing she got wrong was the role of the military training at the school.  Yes, the school is built on the traditions of the United States Marine Corps and operated in large parts by retired Marine Corps officers and Drill Instructors.  But the “military training” focuses mostly on decorum, self-discipline, respect for authority, timeliness, and other such values that have traditionally been held in high regard by the Armed Services.  Cadets learn to march, to salute cadet officers and staff, to say “Yes, sir” and “No, sir”, and to treat others with dignity and respect.  Those customs form the structure that’s required in order to accomplish the real work of the school:  to prepare future leaders for their next steps in life.  In this case, those next steps are going to college and making their way in the big bad world.

The cadets are of course exposed to violence of some sort or another.  Both boxing and judo are offered as after school activities.  But those sports, especially judo, teach the measured use of violence in appropriate situations.  They teach a little bit about military tactics to those cadets who choose to play paintball, but that’s not really part of the standard training.  In any case, cadets aren’t exposed to anywhere near the violence that they would be exposed to in public schools, and since they almost never get to watch television, they’re probably way behind their peers when it comes to violent behavior.  Yes, fisticuffs occur.  When I was at the school the Drill Instructors had a very effective way to handle that.  They’d take the whole company to the boxing gym, suit the combatants up in the appropriate gear, and let them have at it with everybody watching.  I don’t know if that still occurs, but I think it’s the most reasonable way to handle it.

Alumni reunion/Ride stats

This is the ninth year in a row I’ve attended the Alumni Reunion at the Marine Military Academy, and every year I show up at the Mess Hall for breakfast at 6:00 on Friday morning.  This year I got up a little earlier than usual and rode my bike the five or so miles from the hotel to the school.  It was good to get up and stretch the legs.  I especially enjoyed the tailwind (something I hadn’t experienced in the last few days) the last three miles of the ride.  My legs were a little tired from the last three days, but I was able easily to maintain 15 MPH even into the wind on the way back to the hotel.

I kept a record of every ride I made between October 1 when I started my training program and today, all 113 rides.  Some of them I don’t have distances for because they were on the mountain bike or on the stationary trainer.  I do, however, have times for all of the rides.  Recorded mileage since October 1 is 2,578 miles.  Total time spent on the bike (not counting time for stops) was 207 hours, or a little over eight and a half days.  28 hours of that time was spent this week.

I’m working on a writeup of the ride and the training leading up to it.  I’ll post a link here as soon as I’ve completed it.

The cadets had a parade in honor of the alumni this afternoon.  We all posed for a picture in front of the Iwo Jima Memorial afterward.  Somebody mentioned that there seemed to be a correlation between age and girth.  I’m happy to say that I’m bucking the trend.

Dinner with the general

I flew to Harlingen, Texas yesterday for the H.M. Smith Memorial Dinner at the Marine Military Academy.  The H.M. Smith Foundation was created as a means of expressing the official gratitude of the Academy for extraordinary support given toward its growth and development.  H.M. Smith Fellows are those who have donated $100,000.00 or more to the school.  No, I’m not one of them.  I go to the dinner to honor those who are and also to visit with old friends.  General Holland McTyeire (“Howling Mad”) Smith was one of the most famous of the United States commanders in the Pacific during World War II, and a great benefactor of the Marine Military Academy.

The Guest of Honor at last night’s dinner was Lt. General James T. Conway, Commanding General of the 1st Marine Expeditionary Force.  Yes, the Marines that took Baghdad.  He gave quite a moving speech during the dinner last night, and had some great stories to tell during the reception later that evening.  He also served as reviewing officer for the parade this morning, honoring the H.M. Smith Fellows and all veterans of the Iwo Jima battle.  I was surprised to see how many Iwo Jima veterans (remember, that was 59 years ago) visit the Lower Rio Grande Valley in the winter.  There must have been 40 or 50 of them at the parade.