yep, paying it forward gets to be one of the most delightful games of life. I once ran out of gas on a country road, and the woman at the first house I made it to - full of rambunctious kids and dogs and I'm sure she had a zillion things to do - acted like she had been waiting & hoping all day for a chance to help someone.

I like the idea of "we cyclists" being the secret support crew for the "invisible riders." My life has been very hardscrabble at times, so I know how big a teeny bit of help can seem.