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In the late 1880s, Frank Lenz of Pittsburgh, a renowned high-wheel racer and long-distance tourist, dreamed of cycling around the world. He finally got his chance by recasting himself as a champion of the downsized safety-bicycle” with inflatable tires, the forerunner of the modern road bike that was about to become wildly popular. In the spring of 1892 he quit his accounting job and gamely set out west to cover twenty thousand miles over three continents as a correspondent for Outing magazine. Two years later, after having survived countless near disasters and unimaginable hardships, he approached Europe for the final leg.
He never made it. His mysterious disappearance in eastern Turkey sparked an international outcry and compelled Outing to send William Sachtleben, another larger-than-life cyclist, on Lenz’s trail. Bringing to light a wealth of information, Herlihy’s gripping narrative captures the soaring joys and constant dangers accompanying the bicycle adventurer in the days before paved roads and automobiles. This untold story culminates with Sachtleben’s heroic effort to bring Lenz’s accused murderers to justice, even as troubled Turkey teetered on the edge of collapse.
373 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2010
Paul Cousley looked up from behind his crowded desk and stared incredulously as an elderly man strolled into the pressroom of the Alton Evening Telegraph Moments later, the veteran editor bounded toward the stranger with an outstretched hand. "Will Sachtleben?" he blurted. "Well, I'll be!" The visitor beamed
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"I have often thought of Alton," the eighty-six-year-old confided to Cousley. "Of my loving mother, [...] and of my self-sacrificing father who said to me as we walked down the hill to the Chicago & Alton railroad station the day after my graduation from Washington College: 'Well, son, stay away until you get your fill.'" Added the aged adventurer with a sly smile: "I reckon I did just that." [Prologue ALTON, ILLINOIS | October 28, 1952]
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"He rides with a dash and daring that can almost be called recklessness." So marveled the Bulletin's sports columnist [...] Young Lenz in fact cut a dashing figure on or off his wheel, with his sandy blond hair, boyishly handsome face, piercing blue eyes, and muscular five-foot-seven frame. His ever-flashing grin, easy-going manner, and cheerful company quickly made him as popular with the public as he was with his peers. [1 PITTSBURGH, PENNSYLVANIA | May 30, 1887]
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On a bright but cool Sunday morning, two young Americans hastened up the interminable stony steps to the Propylaea, the crumbling gateway to the acropolis. [...] "Here are the soul-inspiring monuments of the fist Republic that breathe freedom," Sachtleben effused in his diary that evening. [...] Reaching the hallowed grounds, the awestruck pair stopped to gape at the Parthenon's gigantic marble columns rising gracefully into the radiant sky.
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They began their erudite exchanges
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Although they traveled in tandem, there was no mistaking the architect of the madcap scheme. At twenty-five years of age, the dark and dashing Sachtleben was a good two years older than his cohort. [...] Allen was a determined trooper willing to follow his charismatic leader to the ends of the earth.
Sachtleben [...] had long enjoyed a reputation in his hometown as a feisty fighter and a free spirit prone to energetic excesses. As a boy, he exceeded at baseball and marbles.
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After a week long romp over the verdant hills of Normandy, they reached Paris. They spent ten days in the capital city, exploring its sites and cavorting with members of a cycling club. [...] The day of their departure, their French friends escorted them south
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Over the next few weeks, the cyclists collected a host of pleasant memories
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"It seems as if we can never finish writing," Sachtleben groused. [2. ATHENS, GREECE | January 4, 1891]