[I couldn’t post last night, no wifi or even phone signal, so you might want to look at Day 22 also…]
Another day, another state… Today I crossed back over the Ohio into Indiana. I hadn’t noticed that in my route planning – the Adventure cycling route follows the Ohio (thankfully considering this morning’s experiences with Ky hills). So bonus state: Indiana.
I was slow waking up and slow on the bike – not away from Ralph and Joanne’s until 9:00. I slept late – all the way to 7:00 – and then just everything seemed to take more steps. Since I was “camping” on their porch it was a little awkward – electricity on the upstairs porch, water on the downstairs – but mostly some mornings I just feel discombobulated. Partly because I think I woke up a lot. I’m pretty sure there was a buck snorting around the house. Something was snorting around anyway but I couldn’t see it. So at 3:00 AM I did the rounds to makes sure my food was put away and bags were all sealed up well. Didn’t seem to matter because the snorting continued. So I went back to sleep and it’s likely that I snorted right back.
Seeing trailers is always a humbling reminder to me. When my folks first split up, my mom and I lived in a trailer for about 3 months while she looked for a permanent spot. At the same time, my did lived in a trailer by the lake for awhile, and then in another one on an 80 acre farm for several years. They suck to live in. They’re hot when it’s hot out, cold when it’s cold and I haven’t seen one yet where the walls and furnishings felt anything but cheap and poorly made. They creak, the floors never feel really solid, and usually they smell funny (especially when new – offgassing from glue, paneling, carpets). And where I grew up, anyone living in a trailer ran the risk of being called “trailer trash” – the local label for poor white folks. But the reality is that they’re cheap, and their often a sensible option for people in transition or who just can’t afford better. Still I’d have to be pretty damn broke to chose one. I’d rather work on an old broken down house than live in a trailer ever again.
Kentucky is a lot harder riding than Ohio. I did “only” 60 miles today but did 3,000 feet of climbing, whereas the hole 94 miles I did one day in Ohio was only 1300 feet of climbing. Frankly, that day was easier than today. Kentucky has a lot of steep little hills, along of rolling hills and I was off the Adventure Cycling route – which I think I paid for. It was worth it though to get to spend some time down by the Ohio and there’s nothing like getting “off course” to remind you what a great job of route planning the AC folks have done.
I’m staying tonight in Madison IN. It’s a cute little town and the old historic downtown is thriving. It’s curious as you go from town to town and some are thriving and some are struggling. The hotel I’m staying has a big deck looking over the river and they have live music tonight which sounds fun. Although I fear Eagles covers. We’ll see…