The young police officer stood on the porch in the heat of the summer evening and stared wide-eyed at Karen in disbelief. In a controlled voice he said, "I can see tomorrow''s headlines. 'Female cyclist pedaling across the United States alone spends the evening with a murderer in Minnesota.' Just what are you trying to prove? " I rolled my eyes and was tempted to ask him what century he was from since I knew of women doing all sorts of adventurous...