Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Here's a smorgasboard of events:
We had to drive to Lexington, KY to buy a new tire.
We eat ice cream before dinner!
(and I have it at least once, sometimes three times, a day.)
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
- appropriately thanking people
- without making them feel like their help was just a drop in a bucket
- and without creating misleading ideas about bicycle touring
- and not boring readers.
Friday, August 14, 2009
There! This is what our typical 'accomodations' look like these days. Good ol' concrete pavillion and the storm of the century goin' on all night. You're lucky if you can find a spigot and fortunate if you don't feel compelled to clutch your pepper spray all night. And food? We've now eaten at McDonald's TWICE in one day. The sausage biscuit is actually not bad. And the dollar menu is a real deal! ..anyway..
We were totally BLOWN AWAY when a good friend of mine texted me,
When you get to a town tonight
find a hotel, a nice one,
and call me with the phone number.
I wish she could have seen us. Our smiles just about blew off our faces.
We didn't mean to pick out SUCH a nice one, but Snug Hollow Farm-- "an organic farm with 300 acres of glorious wildflowers, creeks, abundant wildlife and the simplcity of country life.."-- was perfectly where we needed to stop. Berea was too early and the next town was much too far.. come to think of it, we realized that we would have to either fall behind schedule or strand ourselves in the middle of no services. The timing was incredible. And to top it off, she even bought us fresh-out-of-the-garden dinner, complete with wine, dessert and pleasant company.
We loved EVERYTHING about Snug Hollow.
- Barbara, the InnKeeper, charming yet direct.
- The house held an infinite amount of treasures to discover.
- The property actually smelled like "fruit punch".. seriously.
- A REAL dinner and a REAL breakfast.
- Other travellers to meet.
- We got to sleep in seperate rooms!
- We stayed until checkout time.
And then, to our surprise, we hopped out of the truck at a hotel.
"We want to put you up for the night."
And we were stunned.
And they were determined! The first two hotels were full, but we found a bed and breakfast up the road. A BED and BREAKFAST!
Look at that bed! Full size pillows!
We have a lot of kindness to pay back.
We were enjoying the 6' shoulder detour we took through Illinois so much, that we had sort of neglected to figure out where we were actually going to stay that night. "We'll figure it out," is sort of what we agreed upon. Fortunately, as we rolled into the outskirts of town, Greg and his cycling buddies caught us for a chat and we ended up eating pizza with them that night!
Greg and his wife were a ball to visit with, as was his crazy-happy dog Callie. AND his washing machine is AMAZING. It removed stains that I had deemed permanent!
it was clear that Bob & Violet had already seen a share of cyclists that summer:
Guest registers are a great way to find friends you've met who are only just up the road. We've been trailing a day behind Paul for weeks now!
The walls bear evidence of frequent bicycle parking.
Only 11 riding days remain, yet we still anxiously await the hardest part of our tour: the Appalachians. They are steep and relentless. Dogs lurk on every other porch. And the coal trucks are in a hurry to get paid.
Current blogging location: waiting for the fog to lift in Booneville, KY!
Saturday, August 8, 2009
And begged to stay in the tent.
The owners of the car returned and showed little distress for the kitten, while we were determined to get him out. The husband pointed out to his wife that a dead kitten would really stink up the car, suddenly she was willing to wait while we poked and prodded the engine and crawled underneath..
and got 'im out!
Fortunately, we were able to give the kitten to a family experienced in animal rescue-- though I thought he might be comfortable in my handlebar bag. ;)
We just weren't welcome there.
"GET A CAR!!!"
"Oh, so first you hog the roads, and now you hog the sidewalk?"
The roads are twisty, shoulderless and highly trafficked. And tons, hundreds?, of cyclists following the Adventure Cycling TransAm route ride these roads each summer, pissing off drivers by slowing them down.. until they decide to not slow down. Before Missouri, we had very few incidents of motorists driving too close or blaring their horns into our ears as they passed. In Missouri, we just began to expect it. It got so bad, that we took an ugly detour through Wal-Marts and burger joints, just to relax in a 6 foot shoulder.
We've never been so happy to see a new state!