Outside of the Great State of Iowa, casually mention "Rag" and "Bry" as one word and you'll often be met with the same kind of blank stare as you'd get by asking George Bush to conjugate a verb. RAGBRAI is well known to serious road bicyclists and to Iowans who've lived there for more than a couple corn harvests, but most others wouldn't have a clue. Even though I was neither a serious "roadie" nor an Iowan, I'd heard of this annual week-long bicycle ride across the state. As for riding it, I never gave it a passing thought. It's a road ride, totally unacceptable to this off-roader. Roads are boring. Pavement....yech. I'd been told it was a rolling 7-day party, but so what? No reason to travel to Iowa just for that, right?
Then I received a call from St. Louis buddy Larry Baerveldt, who asked me to join a RAGBRAI group he'd be riding with this year, The more I learned, the more I decided I needed to participate. Make no mistake, RAGBRAI is roughing it. You ride your bike all day. Forget about 5-star hotels, gourmet meals and towel service. If you're lucky, you'll get indoor plumbing and floor space inside a host family's house. It's July in Iowa. Heat, humidity and thunderstorms are as common as pig farms.
So what is RAGBRAI, and why do so many people participate year after year? What it is, that's fairly easy to answer. Why people do it is a bit more complex. We'll start with the easy part first.