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||Charles R. Hand - CKAP 774 - Artistic Director
Haynesworth Van Epps - CKAP 1098 - Handcycling Director
Patsy Shealy - CKAP 354 - Keith W. Shealy - CKAP 356
Sales Directors Southern U.S.A.
The Best Doctor I Know - by: Arthur Hardy
Charles R. Hand
CKAP No. 774
Artistic - Sales
Carolina Freewheeler Profile
|As a 17 year veteran of the St. Catharines Cycling Club I did not join with the thought that
I would ever be a great racer. My home was in Montreal at the time of the 1976 Montreal
Olympics and I lived not far from the training route of all the Olympic cyclist.
After work I would hop on my wife's CCM bicycle, head over the Trans Canada Highway
service road to watch team after team in single file going at speeds I didn't know were
possible on a bicycle. I would try to chase them down and of course gave up when my
running shoe laces and jeans would tangle in the chain ring. I probably gave them a
scare because they started to ride faster when they saw me waiting for them each night.
The frightful thought of some guy on a girl's CCM bicycle was not going to ride anywhere
near them, especially wearing jeans. So, after cutting my jeans into a pair of shorts and
tucking my laces into my shoes I decided then, that I wanted to ride as they did.
When my wife and I moved to St. Catharines in 1978 I brought a new CCM from Canadian
Tire and would ride the Welland Canal each day approx. 8 km. round trip from home.
For those who are not familiar, this canal links Lake Ontario to Lake Erie. It's just a
land mark to ride to, that's all. I graduated to the circumference of the City.
I started to look for others to ride with, and venture outwards and into the country.
I did this for a few years. I heard of the St Catharines Club but could not locate them
until I stumbled into a member at the local bike shop.
This was in 1984. I was introduced to several members including Canadian cycling Gods,
Steve Bauer, Karin Strong and Gord Singleton, local and International cycling hero's
who met each weekend for a training ride.
After several hours of total abuse to my body, I limped home, plunked my sore behind
into a lawn chair and had a few of my favorite diet drinks, "Blue Light".
I could not move the rest of the afternoon.
Riding with this bunch was incredible, but insane. The speeds were 40 to 50 km an hour
and sometimes faster. I managed to hang on to this hard working bunch in fear I would be
lost forever on some country road.
As each weekend came and went my confidence levels and bike handling skills improved.
I was definitely hooked. the only thing slowing me was the 35 lb. bike I was still riding.
After purchasing a new Italian bike, I decided to try a couple of training races. I entered
a few road races with some excellent results, but decided that this wasn't for me.
I envied those who gave it all for the sport of racing.
Over the years I started to loose some incentive for riding. I did not have any goals,
until I was introduced to the Canadian Kilometer Achiever Program (CKAP).
Awards are given for distances such as the Bronze badge and certificate for the first
1,000 km, Silver for 2,500 km, Gold for 5,000 km, then Bronze, Silver and Gold
medals for 10,000 km, 15,000 km and 25,000 km.
I thought this was really neat, so I joined. Over the years I've received several awards
from CKAP including a 50,000 km, and 100,000 km certificate. I am now a member
of the Bruce Timmermans 100,000 Km. Club and have been awarded with a plaque and
my name engraved on a very large trophy which is displayed daily, appropriately at
Rebec & Kroes Cycle and Sport Store in Ottawa, a sponsor of CKAP.
During the past 17 years, since I joined this incentive program, my motivation for cycling
remains at a high level. I am now cycling towards the 200,000 km. award that I hope to
do in the next few years.
In the year 2000. I joined the executive board for CKAP with some coaching from
"Sir" James Wilson, to promote this great program thoughout Southern Ontario
and as far west as I would like to go. I've tried to promote CKAP into the
St Catharines Racing Club, but without success. It seems that most cyclist in this group
are more interested in racing and would rather not keep track of the kilometers as I do.
Maybe some year I will be able totalk them into a group entry.
I know we will kick butt because most of the cyclists, ride between 10 and 20 thousand
kilometers each, and every year. Even though I like the fast stuff, I really enjoy the
quality time I have riding. I'm more into long rides these days such as the one I did to
Montreal in 2000. I rode around Lake Ontario through New York State and along the
St. Lawrence River until I reached my destination in Old Montreal, 800 km from home.
2001 was a ride to Finger Lakes in New York State. If you haven't experienced riding in
N.Y., please give it a try. the roads are fantastic with large shoulders to ride on.
If it wasn't for the CKAP incentive program I may have given up cycling years ago.
CKAP keeps you motivated. The goals are always out there for the taking.
|by Anne Knutson
Haynesworth Van Epps
|Van has been riding a bicycle for as long as he can remember.
His bicycling heroes are Eddy Merckx and John Bryan.
When Van reached his twenties he became interested in racing.
He worked at the Great Escape part-time and joined the Greenville Spinners Racing Team.
He joined the Spartanburg Freewheelers in 1988 and he rode in
the Assault on Mt. Mitchell for the first time in May of 1990.
On July 2, 1990 Van and his friends were riding near Hollywild Zoo in Inman. A reckless driver hit Van and another rider. Van was dragged 656 feet and sustained multiple injuries. At the time Van was the worst trauma
case to survive at Spartanburg Regional Medical Center (we don't think this record has been broken).
The 16th Assault on Mt. Mitchell in 1991 was dedicated to him and called the Van Epps Challenge. Van has also been in charge of the Finish Line at Mt. Mitchell..
In 1995 the Freewheelers took him to meet the handcyclist of the AXA World Rider.
The Spartanburg Freewheelers purchased a Freedom Ryder for Van. On December 14, 1996 Van rode for the first time on his Freedom
Ryder. He did the Assault on Mt. Mitchell on the Freedom Ryder for the first time on May 17, 1997. Since this time he has done the Assault on Mt. Mitchell two other times. In May of 1999 Van picked up a new
custom-designed handcycle from Steve Garn at BREW Racing.
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|Listed below are some of
Van's major accomplishments with a Handcycle.
Fabulous 4th. Bike Ride in Tryon, NC
22nd - 23rd and 24th Assaults on Mt. Mitchell
Dividing Waters Omnium - 1998 - State Handcycling Road Race Champion
Hilly Hellacious in Asheville, NC
Historic Savanna Century
World Team Sports (Core Team member) Capital Ride (1997 - 1998)
1996 Paralympic Torch Bearer and local organizing committee member
Mountain Glory Metric Century
Jubilee Joy Ride
John Bryan's Mt. Mitchell Training Ride Series
Athens Twilight Criterion
1998 USCF ITT Handcycling Champion
Paris-Brest-Paris Brevet Series 200 km, 300 km, 400 km, 600 km
First Handcyclist Qualifier for Paris-Brest-Paris
Participated in Paris-Brest-Paris in 1999
1st Annual Cycle South Carolina
Ridge Spring, SC
May 8th 1999
|Not only is Van a big participator in events, he also volunteers to help in any way he can. Listed below are some of the services he has volunteered to help:
Freewheelers President - from Summer of 1997 - Summer of 1999
Worked Finish Line at Mt. Mitchell
Triple Loop Century
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|Currently, Van is training for the 25th Assault and is learning to kayak.
He still has his Freedom Ryder, which he plans to offer to other handicapped people who are interested in learning to hand cycle.
Thanks to all of the Spartanburg Freewheelers for all of their love, support and encouragement (and kick in the pants when he needed it).
None of Van's accomplishments could have been done without their unwavering support and faith.
Letter dated January 14th 2001, to CKAP Coordinator James D. Wilson
Hello. My name is Van and I believe that we have a few mutual friends in common.
I'm speaking of Keith and Patsy Shealy and Woody Graham. At a regular cycling meeting, Keith gave me some information on CKAP and
I found the program on the internet.
I really enjoyed seeing my friend's photos and learning more about CKAP. Keith gave me your e-mail and I thought that your comments about me were most kind. Keith and Woody are dear friends, but
honestly, I am fully aware of their riding histories and I do not ride in the same universe as they ( Keith, Woody, Stan, and Valerie are not of this world when it comes to cycling, a observation by James). Even before I was injured, while I
was racing, I didn't accumulate their type of mileage. Needless to say, I am honored by your interest in my riding.
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|On 12/14/96, I rode my first handcycle a distance of two miles and thought I was going to die! since then, my longest timed ride was our 600 km PBP brevet. I rode without sleep for 38:39 and was awake for a tad over 42 hours. John Bryan
first had faith that I could ride The Assault on Mt. Mitchell (102 miles and over 11,000 cumulative feet of climbing) and trained me for the event that I had once done so easily with legs. Then, he wanted me to become a randonneur and try for
Paris. While the fact is that Iam the only Super Randonneur handcyclist and first to attempt PBP with a handcycle I still feel like a big loser for being the only Freewheeler not to finish. The hills in France were too long for me to keep up my
minimum average speed to make all the controls. I was strong enough to do the ride but not with the hills in 90 hours. Between your cycling association and RUSA would you think That I could get some "international" support for the
opportunity to set a handcycle "Bench mark" time at the next PBP?
Turn-around for 400 km brevet
Ridge Spring, SC
May 8th 1999
|Regardless of a PBP rematch, I would be honored to participate in CKAP. I ride in the mountains and in the upstate foothills. To date, I have ridden 10,180.1 miles on my handcycles. This past summer I brought a wonderful Necky sea kayak
(Canadian made)and found that I can spend hours and hours on the water without getting tired.
Kayaking gives me a break from riding and with the wet suit I can go out in cold water "safely".
||Bike Front View
|I do not know all the CKAP rules but, my first inclination is to suggest that you "count"
only those kilometers ridden on the road / trail. I would not count kilometers accumulated on trainers or the like. To me riding is riding.
If a type of riding doesn't count for legs it shouldn't count for arms. I do think that it would be reasonable to consider lowering the mileage
required to attain CKAP recognition of accomplishment. Some reasons to cosider this are that it takes handcyclist longer to finnish rides
and so they choose shorter options frequently. Also, handcyclists differ in their levels / types of injury and so their ability within a group
is often not equal. Many of the handcyclists I know do not have the endurrance or the ability to climb steep hills over long distances. Some
are frightened and not prepared to ride randonneur style or at night. It would take lifetimes to achieve what John, Keith, and Woody
have ridden (plus Canadians like Valerie and Stan). Handcyclist tend to ride shorter distances. Many handcyclists find a 26 mile
marathon a challenging distance so a warm up for me may be a worn out for others. it can also be more time consuming for a handcyclist
to get ready for a ride. One often can't just throw on his / her clothes and hit the door for a quick ride.
I hope that the membership will choose to allow handcyclist to take part in CKAP. I think that it could be exciting and a godsend to
many who need encouragement to reach their own potential. We all share the same road. Yours in cycling Van.
Written by : Jim Monroe
Spartanburg Freewheeler Profile
Patsy Shealy a Terrific Tandem
CKAP members since 1977
CKAP Director - Promotion Southern USA
So you thought you were a bicycle fanatic! Probably not compared to Keith Shealy
a Freewheeler from Newberry, SC
Since becoming an avid cyclist in 1974 at age 39, Keith has logged over 247,000 miles on
ten different bicycles! His most prolific year was 1984 when he rode a total of13,647 miles
on three of his bikes, including 3,754 with his wife Patsy on his favorite, a Santanna
Tandem that he brought in 1983. Since 1980, Keith and Patsy have ridden over 73,000 miles
together on their tandems.
Keith began his cycling career because of the oil shortage in 1974. His oldest son had a ten
speed in bad repair that he did not ride. Keith got it out, got one gear working, and started
commuting to his job at the Newberry Highway Department about two miles from his home.
He'd be weak and winded when he arrived. After finally getting five gears working, his son
reclaimed the bike.
|Keith and Patsy Shealy
Notice the older style
hard shell helmets.
|So Keith went to a department store and brought a fine new bike - an AMF! He thought he
had really done something when he was then able to ride to his mothers's, ten miles away.
On the road one time, he met Phil and Keith Connelly who talked him into getting a much
better bicycle from the bike store. With their coaching, Keith was able to complete his first
century in September 1974.
A little latter, he joined the Carolina Cyclers and became a regular on their weekend rides.
At one time he was a member of the Greenville Spinners, Spartanburg Freewheelers, Coastal Cyclists of Savannah, Southern Bicycle Leaque of Atlanta and others.
Keith quit tallying his many centuries several years ago. His longest ride in 24 hours was
238 miles. He has done fiveTOSRV's ( 216 miles on a weekend ), Mt. Mitchell once, and
eight BRAG's, seven on a tandem with Patsy. He and Patsy did Cycle South Carolina
last year and are registered for CSC 2000.
||Keith and Patsy Shealy
CKAP members, 356 and 354
Shown wearing their new CKAP jerseys
Photo taken :
Newberry, SC USA
|"I continued to commute by bicycle until my retirement in 1992," Keith says. "The only
time that I did not commute was when it was raining or snowing starting out, and I'd resort
to a car. I have also used my bicycle over the years to visit folks, to run errands and
chores, to stay in good physical condition, and for entertainment. At one time, if I had
business in Columbia, Greenville, or Spartanburg, or any other city within a reasonable
distance, time permitting, I'd ride my bicycle. It is really great to be out on a quiet country
road with just your bicyle and mother nature."
But the most amazing part of Keith's bicycle history is that, in spite of very serious health
problems, he never quits! He had back surgery in 1981, and still put in 9,542 miles. Kidney
stone surgery in 1985 -- 12,236 miles. Thyroid surgery in 1989 -- 9,542 miles. Kidney
cytoscoped in 1991 -- 7,943 miles. Heart attacks and two angioplasties 1993 -- 5,195 miles.
1994 -- 9,791 miles. Heart surgery (sextuple by-pass) in 1997 -- 4.476 miles. As of May
15th, he had already logged 2,690 miles in 2000, 1,724 on a tadem with Patsy. Patsy had
several minor strokes early that year, but was back on the bike in a few weeks.
Keith keeps meticulous records of his cycling exploits on a color coded chart that includes
all his mileage on each of his ten bikes year by year from 1974 to the present.
|Keith and Patsy Shealy
Team Tandem USA
Photo taken :
24th. March 2001
Dreher Island State Park
20 miles south of
Newberry, SC USA
|I had been sending Keith and Patsy complimentary copies of The Seat Post since becoming
Editor last year. They joined the Freewheelers again in October and have since come to
several meetings all the way from Newberry. They met us at Wise Barbecue near
Newberry on my Century rides in 1998 and 1999. We had met them for lunch two times on
my Old Folks Ride, once in Whitmire and once in Clinton.
If you haven't met Keith and Patsy yet, you are in for a real treat when you do. They are
two of the warmest, friendliest, finest people on earth -- true examples of what true cyclists
|| Keith and Patsy Shealy
Note that Patsy is always the Stocker.
|Update from James Wilson - CKAP Coordinator :
Keith just keeps riding through his medical problems : Years:
1998 = 12,783 km
1999 = 15,377 km
2000 = 08,253 km
2001 = 14,947 km
2002 = 13,612 km
2003 = 07,076 km
2004 = 12,489 km
2005 = 11,758 km
2006 = 09.525 km
2007 = 06,834 km
2008 = 08,283 km
2008 Grand Total = 449,062 km
Both Keith and Patsy have had their medical problems this year but as always they are
biting at the bit to get back on their bikes. Patsy has had both her knees replaced over the
last years but is doing well. Keith has had back surgery again and wrist. He has also had
his shoulder replaced and had a mild heart attack as a result. Yet Keith is about to mount
up again. So keep a eye out and you may be rewarded with seeing
TEAM TANDEM USA cycle by.
|"THE BEST DOCTOR I KNOW"
by : Arthur Hardy.
It was received by Keith in 1982 from Hugh Hewes then CKAP coordinator,
when Keith was recovering from back surgery.
Arther Hardy"s health history read out of context would probably convince you that he is
by now poling up and down Bournemouth seafront in a wheelchair. Not a bit of it. Despite
scarlet fever in his childhood, chest problems later on, then broken bones Arthur has never given in,
His greatest ally has been his bike "Doctor Cycling"!
Childhood was unlucky for me. I seemed to be dogged by any and every ailment, culminating
at seven years of age with rheumatic fever following scarlet fever a disease now almost unknown.
As a result I suffered valvular disease of the heart and was ill on and off until a second bout at 12
years of age. Schooling was conspicuous by its absence, but caring parents made up the deficit
with books and talks, and inspired me with a love of open air.
Cycling began for me at age 14 in 1935 on leaving school, because I had to learn to ride a bike,
having secured "a good safe job" as a telegraph messenger in the GPO. Almost at once I commenced
my lifelong love affair with wheels, and it opened up a vista of endless journeys into the
Herts and Essex countryside
from the East End of London's
crowded streets, (As an amusing anti-climax, I never had to cycle for the GPO - I became a deliverer of
By 17 I was an addict, riding to and from the City and spending weekends awheel. Then came the blow:
another severe dose of rheumatic fever, no job, and forbidden by the doctor to cycle or do anything
Strenuous because of heart damage. Sorrowfully I sold my "iron" and for three endless months lived like
everyone else. It was unbearable, so I made up my mind to die happily and brought a James club machine
and rejoined a club - "The" Club, the CTC.
Despite all medical gloom I thrived - from a Loiterers section joyfully graduated to a long - distance rider,
defied all opinion by racing which I enjoyed from a longmarker's standpoint, and indulged in all aspects of the
game. Touring and club riding were my life, and work became simply a means to make possible the hours awheel.
this was not altered by the outbreak of war, and I was fortunate to remain to enjoy my pastime even though it
meant daily rides across London's blitz-stricken streets. There are vivid
memories of our Section's rides, often through air raids and smoking ruins, to haven of youth hostel weekends.
After the war I married, moved out to a cottage in Essex and in due
course, with two kids awheel from six weeks old in a sidecar, spent happy days with the old
Epping Forest Section. never at any time did I suffer from heart or rheumatic problems, though I rode
thoughout the year an average 10,000 milage, for quite a long time on
shiftwork on the railway with a daily journey of 22 miles.
Tours came and went, kids grew up, and then in 1967 a chance visit to a mass radiography unit revealed a
growth in the chest cavity the size of a cricket ball. Pleading to be allowed a quick tour with the Club first, I was
hospitalized, and a fortunately non-malignant growth removed together with two ribs, leaving me feeling weak
with a cut on the back from neck to waist.
Again unwilling to take medical advice to literally, I painfully returned to cycling on release and built-up my
strength and mileage in order to go with friends to Norway for a cycle tour
the following early summer. Never did I enjoy a better time, had to ride all the hills from the saddle and frequently
got dropped, but "Doctor Cycling" had won again and the return to heath
My last episode came on Christmas day 1979 when fate overtook me nine feet from a pub door going in!
with a pint almost within my grasp, I fell on a frozen puddle and broke my thigh (femur) and was carted off
soberly to hospital for a "pin and plate" operation.
Release on crutches, I determined not to miss the good weather and fun out with the
Section in Shropshire where we now lived. A good clubmate,
more power to his pedals! Lent me his tricycle conversion set because I reasoned that I could remain seated on a
"barrow" where ever I came to rest or in traffic, and even ride uphill with low gears and one good leg. My first ride
of one mile took place nine long weeks after the operation and after a lot of hard work on crutches and a
physiotherapy-the latter is most important: so is a grand partner.
Within three weeks I returned to two wheels, and after Easter 1980 made contact awheel with the
Section for tea. Good clubmates that they are, I had been continually visited
and encouraged by them during the previous long weeks. From then onwards a steady build-up has taken place,
keeping up with the Club and riding as much as possible during the week. Rose and I have enjoyed a tour in the
Lake District and contemplate a six month cycle-camping adventure in
New Zealand in the near future. It's possible that the pin and plate will be
removed, but this prospect doesn't offer any worries other than a temporary setback soon to be put right awheel.
Be guided by your medical advisers, of course - consider carefully what they have to say about your physical
condition. But trust your own instincts too, and get back in the saddle as soon as you feel able.
"Doctor Cycling" has given me health and happiness, offering me a cure for
bodily problems and even more important providing me with good friends, relaxation, companionship and love of the
open air and countryside around, plus a respect for its ecology. It is more than a pastime, it's a complete way of
living - offering joys that never end, like the winding lanes we endlessly traverse with new pleasures at each bend.
SHORT STORIES ARE WELCOMED FROM CKAP MEMBERS