Spirit of Adventure Greeting Cards by Frosty Wooldridge

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While traveling all over this planet, participating in endless wilderness activities—unique photographs presented themselves to my camera. While pictures may be beautiful to behold, the story behind them creates the energy of adventure.

Each card carries a photograph of dynamic outdoor activities you or your mates may enjoy. The vignette on the back inserts you into the picture, expressing the feelings you might share with a friend. Result: “Spirit of Adventure” greeting cards may be sent to say—“Thank you” ; “Invitation to a party” ; “Friendship appreciation” ; “Sympathy for a loss” ; “Wish you were here” and more.

These cards cover para-gliding, canoeing, skiing, snowboarding, rafting, backpacking, mountain climbing, winter mountaineering skiing, bicycling, mountain biking, powder skiing, water skiing, bicycle touring, snow-shoeing, kite-flying, windsurfing, rock climbing, camping, fly fishing, bicycles in bloom, scuba diving, horseback riding, swimming, triathlon, ice skating, motorcycling, dancing and much more. If would like a specific subject, let me know and I will create the photograph and vignette to suit your needs. Each card delights the eye and inspires the spirit.

Additionally, these first-of-their-kind “Spirit of Adventure” greeting cards make inspirational gifts. 

You may order a variety pack with 10, 20 or 40 different sports or activities, or a single-themed card of your choice. Enjoy these unique “Spirit of Adventure” greeting cards with picture on the front and adventure vignette on the back.

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Look through the catalog of pictures and vignettes listed below to pick your favorites. Savor life intensely one moment at a time. Order today!

Some of the photos on Spirit of Adventure Greeting cards

1950s Schwinn in bloom - Greeting card

Emerson said, "God laughs in flowers." On a bicycle journey across America, you pedal through, along and past billions of flowers of every color, shape and description. God's laughter speaks to your visual senses. If you hop off your bike, you may enjoy glorious fragrances given off by flowers. Poets say that flowers gave flight to butterflies. Both delight your life. As you grow older, giving a rose to your loved one means, "I love you." Just for a moment, on your journey, you pedal through Milford, Ohio when you ride up on a bicycle at the edge of town exploding with flowers. A plaque reads, "Bikes in Bloom." You take a shot. You remount your bike to travel down Main Street, and to your delight, you instantly fall in love with dozens of bicycles blooming with flowers in front of every storefront. You smile, you laugh, you delight in the glorious beauty of bikes blooming with all the colors of the rainbow. You mutter to yourself, "Gosh, life doesn't get any better than this." You take a picture of yourself with the blooming bicycle and you laugh with the flowers.
1950s Schwinn in bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


1950s Schwinn in bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty Wooldridge squatting beside a 1950, flared-handle bars, Schwinn bicycle featured as he pedaled into Milford, Ohio, a town on old Route 50 east of Cincinnati that harkens back to the 1880s and sooner. You will see 120 year old buildings, beautiful architecture and lots of bicyclists. The Bishop Bicycle Shop on Main Street offers repairs, new bikes and Bicycles in Bloom. All the stores feature a "Bikes in Bloom" to paint a colorful bicycle-flower parade for all to enjoy all summer.

 

Adventure in the Swiss Alps - Greeting card

A car, a bike and a motorcycle equal F.O.F. Each vehicle represents another "Form of Fun" while exploring the Swiss Alps. If you strain your eyes, you see two backpackers making their way across an open meadow on the near bottom right of the scene before you. Notice the switchbacks with hairpin turns. Pristine meadow-covered grassy valleys give way to pine-covered mountain slopes. Those tree-mantled divinities surrender to rock-dominated mountain peaks that jut into puffy white clouds. All of these earthly delights melt into blue skies that mingle with the universe. Switzerland features houses loaded with window-box flowers and towering peaks that touch the heavens. Every road in that mountain kingdom assures you, the traveler of endless visual inspiration for your spirit. The alpine flowers soothe your heart, mind and senses to create a visual dance remembered for the rest of your life. For the stout hearted, follow the road all the way to the Matterhorn at 14,690 feet in the distance. Peace, serenity and joy. The universe treats you with its abundance!
Exploring the Swiss Alps © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Exploring the Swiss Alps © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Denis LeMay and his friends explore the Swiss Alps on bicycles. They wound up and down steep mountain grades for two weeks. From the bottoms of valleys, they looked up to magnificent cathedrals. From the tops of those passes, they looked down on magnificent sights such as the one before you.

Backpacking through Chicago Basin - Greeting card

Sling a heavy backpack over your shoulders for a journey into the woods. Lose yourself on a trail. Find yourself in a wildflower-filled mountain meadow with hummingbirds flitting about your face. Ah, the universe speaks to your spirit and you answer with silent awe. Along the journey, sit for a moment by a white-water stream to watch a million diamonds sparkle off its turbulent waters. John Muir said, "Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity; that mountain parks are but fountains of life." Shun the deadly apathy of luxury by sitting near a campfire while shooting stars streak through the ink-black sky above you. Oh look! The Big Dipper pours its magic into your soul.
backpacking through Chicago Basin © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Backpacking through Chicago Basin © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge 

Joe Comer and Al Wilson pack their way into Chicago Basin with four 14,000 foot peaks: Windom, Sunlight, North Eolus, South Eolus. Blue icebergs float in deep mountain lakes while waterfalls splash down the mountain sides in the silvery starlight. At night, you sit by a roaring campfire while a shooting star places a punctuation mark on the end of the day. Base camp at 11,000 feet. Result: sheer ecstasy.

 

Bicycle Bathroom for Ultimate Ride - Greeting card

Passionate feelings create passionate outcomes. Bicycling captivates your happiness quotient. It allows you to breathe deeply from the well-spring of life. Cycling heightens your senses while it enlivens every cell in your body. Bicycling carries you away from troubles toward mental, emotional and spiritual bliss. With such incredible benefits created by bicycling, what better way to start off your day than to walk into your bathroom with your bike sink, your bike towel rack, your pedals awaiting your passionate expectation and spokes to carry you anywhere. You wash your face with joy; you look into the mirror to see a happy face—yours. "When I go biking, I repeat a mantra of the day's sensations: bright sun, blue sky, warm breeze, blue jay's call, ice melting and so on. This helps me transcend the traffic, ignore the clamoring of work, leave all the mind theaters behind and focus on nature instead. I still must abide by the rules of the road, of biking, of gravity. But I am mentally far away from civilization. The world is breaking someone else's heart." -Diane Ackerman
Bicycle Bathroom for Ultimate Ride © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Bicycle Bathroom for Ultimate Ride © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Some cyclists work create their own bicycle paradise by applying their passions right into the bathroom. They wake up to towels in the basket and a sink on the top tube. This bathroom bicycle enthusiast discovered cycling heaven on Earth.

Bicycle in bloom - Greeting card

Emerson said, "God laughs in flowers." On a bicycle journey across America, you pedal through, along and past billions of flowers of every color, shape and description. God's laughter speaks to your visual senses. If you hop off your bike, you may enjoy glorious fragrances given off by flowers. Poets say that flowers gave flight to butterflies. Both delight your life. As you grow older, giving a rose to your loved one means, "I love you." Just for a moment, on your journey, you pedal through Milford, Ohio when you ride up on a bicycle at the edge of town exploding with flowers. A plaque reads, "Bikes in Bloom." You take a shot. You remount your bike to travel down Main Street, and to your delight, you instantly fall in love with dozens of bicycles blooming with flowers in front of every storefront. You smile, you laugh, you delight in the glorious beauty of bikes blooming with all the colors of the rainbow. You mutter to yourself, "Gosh, life doesn't get any better than this." Yes, you laugh with the flowers.
Bicycle in bloom on Main Street, Milford, Ohio © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Bicycle in bloom on Main Street, Milford, Ohio © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty Wooldridge bicycled on Route 50 out of Cincinnati, Ohio, east through the little town of Milford, Ohio in the summer of 2012. At first, he captured one bike blooming with flowers on the edge of town. Within minutes, he pedaled past dozens of bikes blooming with flowers. Old bikes, new bikes, bikes yarned up with "Pac Man" woven into the front spokes along with mother and daughter bikes with rhinestone belts. Flowers of every description greeted his eyes. He laughed, he smiled, he spoke to everyone on the sidewalks about the beauty. It's true, life doesn't get any better than flowers.

 

Bicycling through the Sierras - Greeting card

Pedaling up into the high Sierra Mountains out of Yosemite, you travel light, lean and clean. You carry your house on your bicycle with kitchen, stove, food, water, tent, sleeping bag and mattress. You travel at the perfect speed whether climbing a mountain pass, summiting it or coasting down the other side. You live simply, spiritually and physically. You travel inside the adventure rather than looking at it through the glass. While pedaling upward through a winding canyon, you break through a grove of towering ponderosa pines to see magical still waters reflecting the mountains above. It's noon. You stop for lunch on the shoreline of Lake Tenaya. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches never tasted so good. Somehow, as you sit there gazing across the crystal-clear waters—your eyes behold the universe working before you. An armada of Canada geese fly low over the waters and splash down. Speckled trout swim past your picnic spot. A squirrel chatters in the trees above. A woodpecker knocks at the tree trunk. You settle back with your friend, "Hey Bob, did we pick the perfect restaurant for lunch or what?"
Touring cyclist stopping for lunch, Lake Tenaya, Sierra Mountains, California © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Touring cyclist stopping for lunch, Lake Tenaya, Sierra Mountains, California © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Bob and Frosty stop at Tenaya Lake for a lunch break on their coast to coast ride across America. The lake offered crystal clear waters, jumping fish, Canada geese, woodpeckers and blue birds. It also offered a majestic view of enormous beauty. Sitting down for lunch, we sat marveling at our good fortune. A peanut butter and jelly sandwich never tasted so good. We washed it down with clear mountain water.

 

Canoe adventure at 9,000 feet - Greeting card

On a canoe adventure, you never know what might pop up in front of, beside or behind you. A gaggle of Canada geese takes flight. A loon flies over your head. A beaver slaps the water with his tail as he dives to avoid you. A hummingbird hovers in front of your face. A dragonfly lands on your hand. As the eternal waters of a lake or river curl behind the stroke of your paddle, canoe travel purifies your spirit, delights your senses and leaves you with a smile upon your soul. You become a child of nature. A lake magnetizes your imagination. It creates your dreams. You could canoe the Mississippi River. Meet the ghosts of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. The waters reflect your paddle, your arms, your face and your essence. No rushing in a canoe, but the flow of water energizes every cell in your body to the rhythms and music of your heartbeat. Your wooden paddle feels good in your hand and to your spirit.
Canoeist excited about a gaggle of Canada geese taking off in front of her canoe, Shadow Mountain Lake, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Canoeist excited about a gaggle of Canada geese taking off in front of her canoe, Shadow Mountain Lake, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Canoeist thrilled at the sudden flight of a gaggle of geese on Shadow Mountain Lake at 9,000 feet in the Rocky Mountains near Grand Lake, Colorado. Additionally, canoeists enjoy 8 foot wide wing-spanned white pelicans, beautiful osprey, beavers, musk rats, diving ducks and moose along the shoreline. At night, while camping, meteor showers streak across the ink black of space. Have you ever sat by a campfire when the wood has fallen low; and the embers start to whiten around the fire's crimson glow...

 

Climbing mountain peaks - Greeting card

Mountain climbing. It's a mental experience when you move into any part of the ascent. Each footfall must be measured, every rock calculated for safety, every breath felt in your heaving lungs—life rushes through your blood and spreads throughout your body. At this juncture, you live at an extraordinary moment, when satori takes over, when you create your life, each moment of it—where you are responsible for what you are, what you are doing and what you desire—the summit of that mountain. You create a living sculpture in your spirit and that spirit expresses through you and upward on that mountain. This is where life mingles with death. To top it off in the shadowy recesses of this mist, you must make distinct judgments of where you will place your foot, how and what you grasp to keep you in contact with the rock—for any mistake would send you flying down the mountain without the use of wings. Surely you would become a one-way flight with a terminal landing! Nonetheless, you move toward the peak with confidence and determination. Living at the perfect speed.
Two climbers summiting Windom Peak, 14,200 feet, Chicago Basin, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Two climbers summiting Windom Peak, 14,200 feet, Chicago Basin, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Al and I celebrating at the top of Mount Windom, 14,082 feet in Colorado's Chicago Basin. They traveled by train from Durango for two hours along the Animas River before being dropped off at Needleton. They packed six miles into the basin to pitch base camp at 11,000 feet. After climbing for five hours through glorious wild flowers, silvery white water streams and treacherous rock, we summitted the peak at 11:00 a.m. In four days, Joe Comer, Al and Frosty summitted Windom, Sunlight, North Eolus and South Eolus—all over 14,000 feet.

 

Discover the past with travel - Greeting card

The Roman Coliseum entertained 60,000 to 80,000 "sports thirsty" citizens who paid endless money to see men and beasts battle in the arena. They cheered as one million men and three million beasts met their last breath on the Coliseum floor for two centuries of the games. When a gladiator suffered wounds, the crowd gave a thumbs up or down. Fountains cooled the air with perfumes while slaves brought food to the audiences. The gladiators marched into the amphitheater and saluted the Emperor with the words: "Hail, Caesar, those about to die salute thee."
 
To walk into this magnificent museum 2,500 years later fills you with a sense of wonder. Today, people pay millions to the NFL gladiators who sacrifice their bodies and minds on the gridiron in modern-day coliseums that house 80,000 screaming fanatics. As a traveler, you not only gain insights into the history of humanity and its various tendencies, but you learn about the of cultures of civilizations.
 
Most Italian villages built walls around their cities. Colie-val-Delsa, Volterra, Pisa, Florence and other cities maintain those walls in the 21st century as testaments to the past. Except today, instead of fighting, they sponsor symphonies, soccer, plays and art shows. While touring the Coliseum, a traveler escapes the "thumbs down" verdict, and leaves with a bag of peanuts and pleasant memories of a bygone era.
Touring cyclist standing in front of the Coliseum, Rome, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Touring cyclist standing in front of the Coliseum, Rome, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty standing with his iron steed "Condor" in front of the Coliseum in Rome. Gary and he pedaled nearly 4,000 miles from the Arctic Circle, Norway to Athens, Greece. While on tour, they watched the march of humanity from the Vikings to castles to feudalism to democracy in the land of Socrates and the Greek philosophers.

 

Into the Valley of the Gods - Greeting card

A million pedal strokes etch memories into the muscles in your legs with a single purpose: to power the crank and move the bicycle forward. Food flows into your body, bringing it power and strength. Water drenches your cells with liquid life. Sweat cools your skin while it circulates back into the air. It is no longer a question of struggle. Now the journey evolves into the spiritual realm—where the pedaling becomes instinctive and a flight of fancy. The Great Spirit expresses through you and you express through it. You ride with universal energy pulsing through your being. You take flight without ever leaving the ground. A free-flow of energy radiates through your body and willingly expresses itself in the flight of the pedals.
Into the Valley of the Gods © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Into the Valley of the Gods © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty Wooldridge riding off the mesa at Capitol Reef Park, Utah, and descending into the Valley of the Gods in the "Land of the Sleeping Rainbows" in the autumn of 2012.

Mother daughter bikes in bloom - Greeting card

Emerson said, "God laughs in flowers. " On a bicycle journey across America, you pedal through, along and past billions of flowers of every color, shape and description. God's laughter speaks to your visual senses. If you hop off your bike, you may enjoy glorious fragrances given off by flowers. Poets say that flowers gave flight to butterflies. Both delight your life. As you grow older, giving a rose to your loved one means, "I love you. " Just for a moment, on your journey, you pedal through Milford, Ohio when you ride up on a bicycle at the edge of town exploding with flowers. A plaque reads, "Bikes in Bloom. " You take a shot. You remount your bike to travel down Main Street, and to your delight, you instantly fall in love with dozens of bicycles blooming with flowers in front of every storefront. You smile, you laugh, you delight in the glorious beauty of bikes blooming with all the colors of the rainbow. You mutter to yourself, "Gosh, life doesn't get any better than this." Mother-daughter Bikes in Bloom. Yes, you laugh with the flowers.
Mother daughter bikes in bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Mother daughter bikes in bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Mother-daughter bicycle display on Main Street, Milford, Ohio with "Bikes in Bloom" an annual event that enlivens and beautifies downtown Milford. Each shop creates a new display that reflects on their style and creativity. People travel from all over the Midwest to see the festival that lasts all summer.

Pac Man takes a bite out of Bikes in Bloom - Greeting card

Emerson said, "God laughs in flowers." On a bicycle journey across America, you pedal through, along and past billions of flowers of every color, shape and description. God's laughter speaks to your visual senses. If you hop off your bike, you may enjoy glorious fragrances given off by flowers. Poets say that flowers gave flight to butterflies. Both delight your life. As you grow older, giving a rose to your loved one means, "I love you." Just for a moment, on your journey, you pedal through Milford, Ohio when you ride up on a bicycle at the edge of town exploding with flowers. A plaque reads, "Bikes in Bloom." You take a shot. You remount your bike to travel down Main Street, and to your delight, you instantly fall in love with dozens of bicycles blooming with flowers in front of every storefront. You smile, you laugh, you delight in the glorious beauty of bikes blooming with all the colors of the rainbow. You mutter to yourself, "Gosh, life doesn't get any better than this." Pac Man Bikes in Bloom! Yes, you laugh with the flowers.
Pac Man takes a bite out of Bikes in Bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Pac Man takes a bite out of Bikes in Bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Pac Man takes a bite out of "Bikes in Bloom" on Main Street, Milford, Ohio. Each year dozens of merchants feature the most incredible array of bicycles blooming with flowers. It's like a bicycle-flower parade with fabulous creativity. Visitors come from all over America to enjoy the "Bikes In Bloom" parade.

 

Para-glider soaring - Greeting card

Let go the surly bonds of Earth in a momentary flight of fancy into pristine space between heaven and Earth. You slowly circle as a bubble of warm air gently lifts you toward the clouds. Paragliding allows you a lightness of being that radiates throughout your mind and body. With your new wing, you break free of work, responsibilities and the usual life. Free-flowing air rushes past your ears. You soar on the thermals with the grace of an eagle. You feel like Icarus, yet your wing holds true and you may fly as close to the sun as you like. Below, your shadow creates a moving dot upon the landscape. You look left, then right and upward toward the lines and nylon that mesh with the "perfect speed." Jonathan Livingston Seagull also flew for the joy of it. You fly for the love of it. Jonathan asked Chiang, "What is heaven?" Chiang answered, "Heaven is not a place; it is not a time…you will be begin to touch heaven the moment you touch perfect speed... and that isn't flying at a million miles per hour or the speed of light. Because any number is a limit and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, Jonathan, is being there." With a paraglider, you embody "being there."
Para-glider soaring off Lookout Mountion, Golden, CO © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Para-glider soaring off Lookout Mountion, Golden, CO © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Just off Lookout Mountain at 2,000 feet above Golden, Colorado, a paraglider hangs on the thermals rising from the valley below. Dozens of paragliders launch their wings a few yards from the "School of Mines" stone garden on the Lariat Loop on Lookout Mountain Road. Every weekend, paragliders create giant butterfly colors in the sky. Dozens of people gather to watch from adjacent cliffs and from the road far below.

 

 

Perfection attained - Greeting card

On an adventure: the day quits, the road ends, the light fades, your body wearies and the movement of life slows. When you walk the bikes down to the shoreline, this idyllic spot beckons your heart. A moored fishing dory, a quiet fjord and an enormous mountain urged you to linger here -- a place where time hovers and beauty overwhelms. Four bikes stacked against a fishing dory on a fjord in Norway equals a day well spent. As an intrepid traveler, you pull the packs, pitch your tent, crack out the food and build a campfire. A flickering flame appears with a wisp of smoke curling into the night air. From a nearby tree, a cuckoo bird repeats his plaintive cry, "Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo..." Hot food simmers and steams upon the coals while you talk about the amazing events of the day. Nature offers a healing refrain of food, companionship, quietude and the simple pleasures of breathing life into your being. Above, the sky turns pink with a special alpen-glow across the snowfields beyond. You lean back on a rock: perfection attained.
Touring bicycles stacked against a fishing dory on a fjord in Norway © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Touring bicycles stacked against a fishing dory on a fjord in Norway © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Bob, Gary, Denis and Frosty stacked their bikes against this fishing dory on a fjord on Lofotan Island, Norway. We crossed over the Arctic Circle on our way from Nord Cap, Norway to Athens, Greece. Each night, we discovered magnificent campsites like the one before you. Each night, we pitched our tents in the land of the mid-night sun. The omnipresent cuckoo bird kept our rapt attention with his endless song, "Cuckoo, cuckoo..." Dream ride, dream moment, dream adventure.

 

Plunging through deep powder - Greeting card

You ride up that mountain under an azure sky. Ahead of you, fellow skiers chat about blistering deep powder in the trees off Parsenn’s Bowl. Behind you, the elegance of Parry's Peak at 13,392 feet rises dramatically along the Continental Divide. Did you make new friends on the lift? Did you hear a joke or two? Perhaps you stole a kiss from your girl or boyfriend. At the top, what delights await you as the deep snows beckon your body to a higher pleasure? How much like an eagle will you soar across sparkling powder snows? You jump off the lift and plant your pole into the first turn. In seconds, you feel an aspirin-white instant "high." Your body flies down the mountain at the perfect speed. It's been said ski bums trade security for face plants, the future for the moment. Considering how hollow a power job and an apartment in a big city has become, who can say the ski bum is not the wiser shareholder in his or her youth? Ah, your powder lunch awaits!
Riding Sunnyside Lift, Mary Jane, Winter Park, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Riding Sunnyside Lift, Mary Jane, Winter Park, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Skiers riding the Sunnyside Lift at Winter Park, Colorado. In the background, Parry's Peak at 13,292 feet provides a stunning visual along the Continental Divide. Skiers may choose big bumps to the left or easier cruises on Blue Bell. They can attack the deep powder in the trees or fly down the mountain to the Panoramic Express to take them to 12,065 feet at Parsenn's Bowl. Everything is down hill, 'cept what's up.

 

Pulling up to a bike in bloom - Greeting card

Emerson said, "God laughs in flowers." On a bicycle journey across America, you pedal through, along and past billions of flowers of every color, shape and description. God's laughter speaks to your visual senses. If you hop off your bike, you may enjoy glorious fragrances given off by flowers. Poets say that flowers gave flight to butterflies. Both delight your life. As you grow older, giving a rose to your loved one means, "I love you." Just for a moment, on your journey, you pedal through Milford, Ohio when you ride up on a bicycle at the edge of town exploding with flowers. A plaque reads, "Bikes in Bloom." You take a shot. You remount your bike to travel down Main Street, and to your delight, you instantly fall in love with dozens of bicycles blooming with flowers in front of every storefront. You smile, you laugh, you delight in the glorious beauty of bikes blooming with all the colors of the rainbow. You mutter to yourself, "Gosh, life doesn't get any better than this." Yes, you laugh with the flowers.
Pulling up to a bike in bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Pulling up to a bike in bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty Wooldridge pulls up in front of a "Bikes in Bloom" in Milford, Ohio for a front row seat of the greatest parade of blooming bicycles in the entire United States. The town on old Route 50 east of Cincinnati harkens back to the 1880s and sooner. You will see 120 year old buildings, beautiful architecture and lots of bicyclists. The Bishop Bicycle Shop on Main Street offers repairs, new bikes and Bicycles in Bloom. All the stores feature a "Bikes in Bloom" to paint a colorful bicycle-flower parade for all to enjoy all summer.

 

Punching powder at 30 below zero at 12,000 feet - Greeting card

Mountaineering skiing carries you into the throne room of snow-mantled peaks draped in elegant aspirin-white gowns. Their sheer sophistication romances you into trance-like locomotion. You push through wooded glens sparkling with diamonds while the rising sun lifts into the frigid cobalt sky. Your lungs suck deep gulps of crystalline air. Your legs press into the mountain with Zen-like grace. Your heart beats to the music of nature. At 12,000 feet, puffy clouds fill the valley behind you. What carries you to this altitude? Why do you brave 30 below zero temperatures? Why? To you, the mountains offer a retreat from civilization. You find the wilderness a testing place to rediscover yourself. You ski to renew your body and spirit. You realize that nature teaches a powerful lesson that your life and your destiny are linked to the entire natural world and that nature provides you with salvation for your soul.
Winter hut to hut, 12,000 feet, Homestake Peak, Mt. Holy Cross, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Winter hut to hut, 12,000 feet, Homestake Peak, Mt. Holy Cross, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Al, Frosty and Scott pushing through fresh powder on our way up out of the Grand Valley headed toward Homestake Peak at 13,209 feet at 40 below zero F. at the top. After five hours, we reached the summit. We saw mountain peaks 100 miles away in a 360 degree circle. To reach the top of a mountain in mid winter makes for one of the greatest delights in a mountaineer’s soul. It's a Colorado Rocky Mountain High! Pure satori!

 

Rhinestone studded bicycle in bloom - Greeting card

Emerson said, "God laughs in flowers." On a bicycle journey across America, you pedal through, along and past billions of flowers of every color, shape and description. God's laughter speaks to your visual senses. If you hop off your bike, you may enjoy glorious fragrances given off by flowers. Poets say that flowers gave flight to butterflies. Both delight your life. As you grow older, giving a rose to your loved one means, "I love you." Just for a moment, on your journey, you pedal through Milford, Ohio when you ride up on a bicycle at the edge of town exploding with flowers. A plaque reads, "Bikes in Bloom." You take a shot. You remount your bike to travel down Main Street, and to your delight, you instantly fall in love with dozens of bicycles blooming with flowers in front of every storefront. You smile, you laugh, you delight in the glorious beauty of bikes blooming with all the colors of the rainbow. You mutter to yourself, "Gosh, life doesn't get any better than this." Rhinestone cowgirl Bikes in Bloom. Yes, you laugh with the flowers.
Rhinestone studded bicycle in bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Rhinestone studded bicycle in bloom © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

A rhinestone studded bicycle in bloom on the Main Street of Milford, Ohio, on Route 50 east of Cincinnati, Ohio. Each year, dozens of store fronts feature "Bikes in Bloom" to create more foot traffic, beauty and customer amazement at the wild and crazy.

 

Ripping toward the top - Greeting card

Grip that rock. Hold on tight. Take a deep breath. What do climbers think about on their vertical journey? Deric takes a moment to contemplate, "Gravity is a myth; earth sucks". If gravity warps space-time, do grave thoughts warp your mind while climbing? Look at me—climbing is the only cure for gravity. As I hang here on the edge of a cliff, is this another re-run of "Friends"? Andy Cairn said, "An intimidating and salacious climb. The final pitch is so exposed, tricky, and continuously strenuous that it is impossible to even contact the rock at any point. Better than making passionate love on top of a Japanese Bullet Train. Superbly magnificent and grimly brilliant." Most climbers love freedom and climbing makes them feel free. No greater feeling can be achieved than your own first ascent up a mountain. Nothing but rock!
Rock climbing south of Positano, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Rock climbing south of Positano, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Deric Skinner of Lakewood, Colorado makes his way up challenging rock wall in Positano, Italy. He has traveled and climbed all over the world including Italy. His exploits show raw energy in action with his symbiotic dance with vertical rock walls. Notice the bicycle chain tattoo on his left ankle. He rides a pretty mean bicycle when not climbing up a cliff.

 

Steep and deep - Greeting card

Some kind of magic touches your soul on a ski run through a pine-covered meadow at 11,000 feet in the Rocky Mountains. Your lungs devour pristine air. Your legs flex through the sparkling powder that glistens like a trillion diamonds on that sunlit slope. Gravity floats you into descending ecstasy. The farther you go down, the "higher" you go up. You dance with nature. She leads and you follow. Every bump creates a new move. Every tree offers emotional magic. You blast through knee-deep snow enticing as a winter Nutcracker ballet. You stop for a rest atop a mogul. You look up. Parry's Peak delights your eyes at 13,392 feet and inspires the poet, the writer, the singer in you. As you stand there catching your breath, a group of fellow skiers dances through the trees, over the bumps and through the virgin powder blanketing the mountain slope. Some yell while others sing. Men and women relish their own journeys on that pristine alpine meadow. Seconds later, your friend catches you, "Dude, this is outrageous!" Moments later, you continue your dance with the universe.
Skiing off Parsenn's Bowl,  Mary Jane, Winter Park, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Skiing off Parsenn's Bowl, Mary Jane, Winter Park, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frank Cada skiing down Niki-Knak powder run off Parsenn's Bowl followed by his friend Glen Colton. The run began at 12,065 feet on its way over enormous alpine meadows above tree line. Soon, Frank and Glen worked their way into the trees and skied under the gargantuan Parry's Peak on the Continental Divide. At the bottom, they reluctantly jumped on the six-pack Panoramic Express for a quick ride to the top to do it all over again. Such is the life of ski bums. Mary Jane at Winter Park, Colorado

 

The Oracle of Delphi - Greeting card

Ancient Greece featured Aristotle and Socrates. It enthroned its mightiest warrior in Achilles who overthrew Troy with a Trojan horse. The Parthenon boasts the grandest architecture of the Greeks from 776 B.C.. But nothing beats the mystical Oracle of Delphi. Hidden above the Mediterranean Sea on a glorious mountain top, it features an Olympic stadium with stands for 10,000 spectators. It includes the Temple of Apollo, the god who defeated Python. That battle created the Olympic games. Greek and Roman rulers visited the Oracle to discover their futures. But for two bicyclists, it provided a moment on stage where ancient thespians acted out the Iliad and Odyssey. The cyclist in the bright jersey spoke to ancient ghosts of audiences long past. Aristotle said, "Excellence is never an accident. It is always the result of high intention, sincere effort, and intelligent execution; it represents the wise choice of many alternatives—choice, not chance, determines your destiny."
The Oracle of Delphi  © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


The Oracle of Delphi © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty Wooldridge standing in the middle of the Oracle of Delphi giving a speech to the "ghosts" of the people that once sat in those stands from 776 B.C. His friend Gary and he pedaled along the Mediterranean Sea in order to reach the Oracle. They climbed up into the ancient Greek mountains. They stood in wonder at the many statues, pillars, sports fields and the Temple of Apollo. To stand in that spot where kings once stood brought an amazing feeling of energy from the past. Travel! It gets in your bones.

The Ring of Life - Greeting card

You engage many paths through the Ring of Life. You move toward self-fulfillment through growth of your mind, expansion of your experiences, widening of your senses and joy of your spirit. Each path you travel intersects with other paths. You might share a morning cup of coffee with three old men in an Italian piazza. You may meet a mother with her child on a park bench. You may share a game of Frisbee with the youth of a town in Croatia, Spain, Italy or Holland. You may walk down the Main Street of your own town and wave to an old friend. The Ring of Life moves ceaselessly and constantly along your path. While traveling in your own country or around the world, you may be encouraged by others. You may be sobered at others' misfortune and thankful for your own fortunate journey. You may inspire others by your actions. Whatever you do, live with purpose, passion and action. Because, 10, 20 or 30 years from now you will be more disappointed with yourself with the adventures you didn't take, but you will smile all the way through your soul via the risks you lived. Release the moorings of your safe harbor and explore the world, catch your dreams and discover your highest and best. Life awaits you.
Touring cyclist celebrating meeting three old men in village square, Corona, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Touring cyclist celebrating meeting three old men in village square, Corona, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


While traveling from the Arctic Circle, Norway to Athens, Greece, long distance touring cyclist Gary Hall met three Italian cyclists who have been riding their same bicycles since their teens, which made their bicycles over 50 years old and still rolling. They had parked all three of their ancient bicycles in the same rack for over 50 years to share breakfast, coffee and conversation in the shop. They shared their smiles, spirits and coffee with us. The Ring of Life circulates in wondrous manners through all human beings on this planet.

 

The dentist said, “Open wide!” - Greeting card

The dentist said, "Open wide and a bicyclist will pop out!" On an adventure, you never know what different kinds of "moments" will spontaneously burst upon you in foreign countries. You may walk on the Wall of China from the Ming Dynasty. When traveling in Nepal, you may pedal behind a water buffalo known as the John Deere tractor of Asia. You may walk with and meet people from centuries ago like Caesar's cremation spot in Rome or stand where Alexander the Great stood at the Oracle of Delphi. You walk where Thomas Jefferson lived in Monticello and you turn the same doorknob he used to open his front room. You may march down the same street as Susan B. Anthony or Joan of Arc. You may run into Muhammad Ali and shake hands with Clint Eastwood like I did. On an adventure, every day fills you with expectation for the extraordinary. Travel becomes the great educator and humbler. The subtleties of travel acquaint you with great characters of history and inspire you to your own greatness. Travel renders ideas for your own life process.
Cyclist escaping the open jaws of a ferry ship, Lofotan Island, Norway © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Cyclist escaping the open jaws of a ferry ship, Lofotan Island, Norway © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty riding out of the belly of one of the hundreds of ferry boats that serve Norwegians from Nord Cap all the way to Bergen. They run from Lofotan Island to Oslo. We met people from every corner of the world. Riding out of the belly of the beast points you toward a new beginning.

 

The route rates me, not the other way around - Greeting card

When climbing up a rock wall, nothing beats skill, judgment and enormous amounts of mind and muscle tension. Blood often marks a climbing route. Mountaineering equals slow walking uphill that stresses your arms, legs and mind with constant concentration. One mistake and the law of gravity enforces itself upon your body. It's generally known that you cannot buy 5.12. As Andy Cairn says, "The route rates me, not the other way around." In the midst of clinging to a rock cliff, your mind answers a few questions, offers a few answers and it responds to the task before it. You climb at "satori" or the "perfect speed." Not fast, not slow, but total concentration and living in the exact second of your existence on that wall. You feel alive beyond the normal sports competitions. You live on the edge of gravity's power and your own balance to move upward toward the top. Once "there", your exhilaration cannot be duplicated by a round of Frisbee or checkers. Onward to El Capitan.
Rock climbing in Sperlonga, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Rock climbing in Sperlonga, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Deric Skinner navigating a rock wall in Sperlonga, Italy. His feet fit into every hold on the route. He places every piton into every spot to ensure his safety. He applies all his energies to reach the top.

 

Time means nothing on an adventure - Greeting card

Time means nothing now. It slips away as easily as grains of sand on a wind-swept beach. But those grains only trade places. On my bike, I change the same way—new locations in the passage of time. The pedaling is incidental—like breathing. The hills and mountains come and go -- my legs powering over them in a kind of winsome trance. Grappling with headwinds only brings determination; while riding a tail wind brings ecstasy. There is a transformation into a state of bliss, much like a seagull gliding on the updrafts. I see them standing on beaches or soaring over the waves. Just flying. Just living. Just being. Me too.
Touring cyclists on their way to Death Valley, CA © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Denis and Bob after dropping out of the high Sierras. From snow banks to desert heat. They traveled east toward Panamint Valley and on to Death Valley at 282 feet below sea level with temperatures of 112 degrees F.

 

Toasting life’s great moments - Greeting card

The world provides you with a blank book and only you can fill in the chapters with your travels to distant lands. Along the way, while you write the narrative, others write the dialogue in different languages of the heart, mind and spirit. You might meet up with a Dutch family such as the Westras' pedaling on their way from Amsterdam to Rome. You might stop into a small Italian town to enjoy lunch in a park across from a bistro. Moments later, two Italians walk across the street with an iced bottle of wine and basket of cheese and bread. They approach, "Welcome to our little village... thank you for visiting us... we would like to share some of our homemade bread, cheese and wine." Moments later, you toast to their good health and the friendships of the world created by traveling. Then, as you sip the wine and taste the bread and cheese, it dawns on you that travel brings magic to your life. A big smile breaks out not only on your face, but all through your soul. Mark Twain said, "Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness." You toast your new friends and they raise their glasses to toast life. Ah, the perfect moment.
Touring cyclists toasting lunch with wine, Corona, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Touring cyclists toasting lunch with wine, Corona, Italy © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Marloes, Anneke, Frosty, Gary and Jan toasting to a tasty lunch after being presented with an iced bottle of wine, bread and cheese in a small town in the south of Italy near Rome. Gary, Bob, Denis and Frosty met many such moments on their pedaling journey from the Arctic Circle, Norway to Athens, Greece.

 

Travel creates introductions to amazing moments - Greeting card

The dentist said, "Open wide and a bicyclist will pop out!" On an adventure, you never know what different kinds of "moments" will spontaneously burst upon you in foreign countries. You may walk on the Wall of China from the Ming Dynasty. When traveling in Nepal, you may pedal behind a water buffalo known as the John Deere tractor of Asia. You may walk with and meet people from centuries ago like Caesar's cremation spot in Rome or stand where Alexander the Great stood at the Oracle of Delphi. You walk where Thomas Jefferson lived in Monticello and you turn the same doorknob he used to open his front room. You may march down the same street as Susan B. Anthony or Joan of Arc. You may run into Muhammad Ali and shake hands with Clint Eastwood like I did. On an adventure, every day fills you with expectation for the extraordinary. Travel becomes the great educator and humbler. The subtleties of travel acquaint you with great characters of history and inspire you to your own greatness. Travel renders ideas for your own life process.
Touring cyclist exiting ferry, Lofotan Island, Norway © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Touring cyclist exiting ferry, Lofotan Island, Norway

Frosty riding out of the belly of one of the hundreds of ferry boats that serve Norwegians from Nord Cap all the way to Bergen. They run from Lofotan Island to Oslo. We met people from every corner of the world. Riding out of the belly of the beast points you toward a new beginning.

 

Universe at work - Greeting card

Pedaling up into the high Sierra Mountains out of Yosemite, you travel light, lean and clean. You carry your house on your bicycle with kitchen, stove, food, water, tent, sleeping bag and mattress. You travel at the perfect speed whether climbing a mountain pass, summiting it or coasting down the other side. You live simply, spiritually and physically. You travel inside the adventure rather than looking at it through the glass. While pedaling upward through a winding canyon, you break through a grove of towering ponderosa pines to see magical still waters reflecting the mountains above. It's noon. You stop for lunch on the shoreline of Lake Tenaya. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches never tasted so good. Somehow, as you sit there gazing across the crystal-clear waters—your eyes behold the universe working before you. An armada of Canada geese fly low over the waters and splash down. Speckled trout swim past your picnic spot. A squirrel chatters in the trees above. A woodpecker knocks at the tree trunk. You settle back with your friend, "Hey Bob, did we pick the perfect restaurant for lunch or what?"
Touring cyclist stopping for lunch, Lake Tenaya, Sierra Mountains, California © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Touring cyclist stopping for lunch, Lake Tenaya, Sierra Mountains, California © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Bob and Frosty stop at Tenaya Lake for a lunch break on their coast to coast ride across America. The lake offered crystal clear waters, jumping fish, Canada geese, woodpeckers and blue birds. It also offered a majestic view of enormous beauty. Sitting down for lunch, we sat marveling at our good fortune. A peanut butter and jelly sandwich never tasted so good. We washed it down with clear mountain water.

 

Universe will bow as you pass by - Greeting card

To whatever degree and mental propensity you can engage, act as if your dream has already come true. What is your dream? Do you want to climb Everest? Walk on the Wall of China? Back pack in Alaska? Paint a piece of art? Earn a college degree? Bicycle across America? Act as if you already are standing on the peak, camping in Alaska or accepting your degree. Know in your mind that you are "living your dream." You will feel a shift. You will see the power you engage will open the gates of creative process to carry you to your destiny. Nature will tremble, the elements will collaborate in your favor, people will assist you, new understandings will develop in your mind and vibrant energy will thrust you into the perfect speed.
Touring cyclist riding into the Land of the Sleeping Rainbows, Utah © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Touring cyclist riding into the Land of the Sleeping Rainbows, Utah © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty Wooldridge riding his mountain expedition touring bike Through the mountains of central Utah on his way through "The Land of the Sleeping Rainbows" and into the Valley of the Gods.

 

Winter ascent of a 13er - Greeting card

When you gaze upward to the top of a 13,209 foot mountain peak in the middle of January, it may look pretty, even wondrous against an azure sky. But it requires true grit to face 31 below zero temperatures and sharp mountain inclines. You and your friends slap on your mountaineering skis, your packs, your avalanche beacons, food and water bottles. You look up to the peak. You see winds blowing at the summit. While your skis punch through 20 inches of powder, your heart pounds and your lungs heave. Minute by minute, hour by hour, you push through aspirin-white snows toward a destination with the sky. The wind blows, the snows swirl and your friends become one with the mountain. Five hours later, you reach the peak. You stab your skis into the ancient snows. The final steps provide you with a magical feeling only known to mountaineers. You meet the mystic within and attain regal nobility as you capture one of the crown jewels of the world. Your spirit soars while you discover perfection at your wingtips.
Winter ascent of Homestake Peak at 13,209 feet, Mt. Holy Cross region, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Winter ascent of Homestake Peak at 13,209 feet, Mt. Holy Cross region, Colorado © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty standing on top of Homestake Peak at 13,209 feet, January 27th, 31 below zero, 40 mph winds in the Mount Holy Cross area of the Rocky Mountains. Each year, thousands of back country skiers summit peaks all over America in their quests to feel the triumph and the passion of making a winter ascent. After the cheers, pictures and back slapping, they ski down through deep powder bliss and back to a hut, fireplace, hot chocolate and stories to tell. God, thank you for mountains, skis and friends—not to mention hot chocolate.

 

Wondrous view before you in Norway - Greeting card

"If the roar of a wave crashes beyond your campsite, you might call that adventure. When coyotes howl outside your tent--that may be adventure. When the wind rips at your tent pegs—that too, may be called adventure. While you're sweating like a horse in a climb over a 12,000 foot pass, that’s adventure. When a howling headwind presses your lips against your teeth, you're facing a mighty adventure. If you're drenched from head to toe in sweat as you pedal across a desert, that's adventure. If you're pressing through a howling rainstorm, you're soaked in adventure. But that's not what makes an adventure. It's your willingness to struggle through it, to present yourself at the doorstep of Nature. No more greater joy can come from life than to live inside the "moment" of an adventure. It may be a momentary "high", a stranger that changes your life, an animal that delights you or frightens you, a struggle where you triumphed, or even failed, yet you braved the challenge. Those moments present you uncommon experiences that give your life eternal expectation. That's adventure!"
Touring cyclists, fjord, Lofotan Island, Norway © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Touring cyclists, fjord, Lofotan Island, Norway © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty and Bob raise their hands in awe at the wondrous sight before them on a fjord in Norway. They pedaled from Nord Cap, Norway, north of the Arctic Circle by 700 km to Athens, Greece. From the lands of the Vikings to the Oracle of Delphi and Socrates at the Parthenon.

 

World turns softly in a kayak - Greeting card

The world turns softly in a kayak. Your paddle dips into still waters or roaring river currents. You ply peaceful serenity or raging white water. The liquid energy you slide over runs through your entire body. Watch that current swirl behind your paddle stroke as you move toward your serendipity destiny. Peace, quiet and tranquility follow you like an indolent dragonfly that lands on your bow. The water never rushes, but it rages at times. You paddle at the pace of the wilderness rhythms. The loon calls. Your ears perk. The fish jump. Your eyes dart. A gaggle of geese lands. You smile at your good fortune. Kayaking adventure enriches your life. You develop independence and spiritual freedom. William Douglas said, "Security brings stagnation." Your kayak offers you a special slice of paradise while paddling on a liquid cloud somewhere in heaven on Earth.
Two kayakers on Yellowstone Lake, Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Two kayakers on Yellowstone Lake, Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Two kayakers paddling across the placid waters of Yellowstone Lake, Yellowstone, Montana. They utilize double paddles for efficient propulsion through crystalline waters. Out of the picture, a gaggle of 50 Canada geese squawked at the kayakers as if they wanted the lake to themselves. Above, the sun shinned across the waters. Isn't there a beer ad that boasts, "It doesn't get any better than this."

 

Yosemite National Park - Greeting card

You look up the winding road ahead that features an 8 percent incline. Raging white water pours down the Merced River out of the High Sierra Mountains. Your legs feel like fried bacon after a day of climbing and descending. It's a roller coaster ride, but your mind pushes your body into it; your legs must obey their commands. Somehow, they eagerly respond to the task. Your lungs heave and your heart thrives. You "will" the spokes to spin via the power in your legs. Around you, nature thrives with flowers, birds, bees and the promise of spring. You head toward Yosemite more than 4,000 feet of elevation gain while pounding the pedals. You become aware of every movement because your thighs feel tender with a sensation of living. You push on, toward the final ascent into the valley. In front of you a monster of a mountain appears—El Capitan. Your eyes grow wide. You take a deep breath. Suddenly, you feel only wonder.
Touring cyclist about to ascend into Yosemite National Park, California © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Touring cyclist about to ascend into Yosemite National Park, California © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Frosty Wooldridge standing at the base of the climb into Yosemite National Park, which is known as the Land of John Muir, America's first environmentalist. He created the National Park Systems along with President Teddy Roosevelt. After the picture, Frosty jumped on his bike to ride for hours along the white water Merced River into the eye-popping grandeur Yosemite Valley.