The following is a reflection from a participant in SEA-TRI-KAN, a cross-state bike tour that raised support for newly arrived families as they look for employment and begin a new life. NOTE: pardon the delay in posting the final day of blogging from the ride–the author took his sweet time catching up on sleep and restiing his sore legs!

Day 5, June 21, 2015

Endicott to Spokane: 74 miles, 2,850 feet elevation gain

Ride total: Seattle to Tri-Cities to Spokane—over 400 miles & 12,000 feet elevation gain!

by Luke Williams

The last day of SEA-TRI-KAN was Father’s Day. Naturally, I spent a lot of the day thinking about fathers—both my own dad and refugee fathers seeking a safer future for their children. For me, it was a particularly memorable Father’s Day for another reason: I am soon to be a dad myself!

The STK dads (and one dad-to-be) pose on Father's Day morning.

The STK dads (and one dad-to-be) pose on Father’s Day morning.

The day before Father’s Day (June 20th), was World Refugee Day. One way we marked that day was to have each rider think about an individual refugee throughout the day as a way to reflect on the experience of refugees arriving to our community, and to stand in solidarity with them in one small, but hopefully meaningful way. Riding a bicycle all day long allows a lot of time for thinking. And thinking about one person, rather than trying to wrap one’s mind around the plight of 20 million refugees worldwide, was a way to remember and connect to the cause in a more accessible way.

The person I thought about while riding 100+ miles on day 4 is a friend of mine from Bhutan who arrived to the Seattle area as a refugee in 2009. He is also a father of three. On World Refugee Day, I thought about some of the positive developments in his family (buying a home, getting a steady job) as well as some of the challenges (difficult work and childcare schedules, the busy-ness of life in America). It was good to reflect on and pray for my friend and his family.

On Father’s Day/day 5 of the ride, I found myself continuing to think about my friend whose two oldest children were born in a refugee camp in Nepal. As I look forward to becoming a father myself, I can’t imagine being in his shoes. To watch your children shiver in the cold wind blowing through the cracks of a refugee camp hut built from bamboo and tarps, or to not have adequate medical facilities available for your sick child must be excruciating for a father. It is a wonder that so many refugee families survive such harrowing experiences. I have been blessed to meet and learn from the wisdom and courage of many fathers and mothers who have brought their families through such hardships.

Luke and his dad, Gene, enjoying the little-traveled side roads south of Spokane.

Luke and his dad, Gene, enjoying the little-traveled side roads south of Spokane.

I was also thinking about my own dad on Father’s day because he was able to join us on the final day of the ride from Endicott to Spokane. It was a really fun day as we got to ride together through the beautiful rolling wheat fields and scattered pines and lakes of Eastern Washington. I realize that much of what led to my involvement with SEA-TRI-KAN in the first place is a legacy from my dad: love of travel and cultures was instilled at the dinner table and on family vacations; generosity was a value modeled by my parents as well. Thank you, Dad for coming along on the ride and for being the kind of dad who raises a son who thinks biking 400 miles to raise money and awareness for refugees is a fantastic way to spend 5 days. I hope I can pass along some of the same legacy to my children, and I hope to be in good enough shape at that point to ride alongside them, too!

1 thought on “SEA-TRI-KAN: Day 5

  1. Bob Moon

    Thank you Luke for your concluding entry to the diary. The notion of holding someone in one’s thoughts for a day or even longer is so foreign to our culture and yet refreshing and broadening to one’s perspective of the gift that we call ‘today’. I’m drawn to Matthew 25:40 when Jesus said > “The King will reply, I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brother of mine, you did for me.” The bike ride brings into focus the plight of so many and illuminates our opportunity to contribute something towards the well-being of others faced with challenges in their lives. Certainly we each have spiritual gifts that move us along individual paths of service, but even a small monetary contribution may be the resource that supports others in the expression of their talents and time to the benefit of the less fortunate. Thank you to the entire team of riders for their direct action of riding the distance and for providing us with an opportunity to participate from afar.

    And thank you for your reflections on being / becoming a Dad. One’s Mom & Dad are the source of life and connection & bridge to one’s personal ancestry. It is well to remember our roots and to ponder the roll we play as Mom or Dad for the next generation and all that may follow. Good words on your good works Luke.

    Bob Moon


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