RIDE FOR ROGAN!

November 19, 2009
We stopped and saw these cows all herded together in front of a small overpass in Western Kansas. They were on the opposite side of the road filling a pen about 300 feet wide. In front of them and continuing on our side of the road was a narrow exit that led to a giant field where I’m sure they’d much rather be. For whatever reason, cows in Kansas are terrified of bicycles and we scared them so much that the migration to the other side of the road quickly turned into chaos for the remaining 200 cows that hadn’t crossed yet. Pushing into eachother, some slipping in the mud, calves howling upon their exit, it was a spectacle that we stopped and observed for probably 20 minutes. We had a perfect overhead view of the entire procession and at one point tried to count what we thought were all the pregnant cows coming from under the passage. I think this is about the time when we finally broke down and began to embraced the smell of cows - a distinct odor that accompanied us most days on our rides east of Colorado.

We stopped and saw these cows all herded together in front of a small overpass in Western Kansas. They were on the opposite side of the road filling a pen about 300 feet wide. In front of them and continuing on our side of the road was a narrow exit that led to a giant field where I’m sure they’d much rather be. For whatever reason, cows in Kansas are terrified of bicycles and we scared them so much that the migration to the other side of the road quickly turned into chaos for the remaining 200 cows that hadn’t crossed yet. Pushing into eachother, some slipping in the mud, calves howling upon their exit, it was a spectacle that we stopped and observed for probably 20 minutes. We had a perfect overhead view of the entire procession and at one point tried to count what we thought were all the pregnant cows coming from under the passage. I think this is about the time when we finally broke down and began to embraced the smell of cows - a distinct odor that accompanied us most days on our rides east of Colorado.

 
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Corey Crawford, a 20 year resident of Bay Ridge, and his wife Casey had their first daughter, Rogan Tomey Crawford in January, 2007. 

Shortly after, she was diagnosed with acute lymphocytic leukemia, a form of blood cancer that is most commonly seen in infants. It's been over a year since she began treatment and she has improved immensely in that time. 

In an effort to raise awareness of the benefit fund set up in Rogan's name and to show support from the neighborhood that the Crawford's impacted so much, Danny, Jerry and Joe Ricciotti have elected to ride bicycles cross country for Rogan's cause. We will be updating this website with photos from our trip as often as possible so please check in from time to time and keep Rogan in your thoughts as we will in ours. Donations can be received at the following address or by clicking the Donate button below. ** All donations go directly to Rogan's treatment, thanks for your support! The Go Rogan Foundation PO Box 3327 Park City, UT 84060 Thanks for your consideration, Danny, Jerry, and Joseph Ricciotti

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