Another pretty city park for us to camp in. No sooner had our tents dried out after we pitched, and the afternoon thunderstorm arrived. New York Bob and I were on cooking duty tonight. But after an exhausting 64 mile ride, dinner was a simple throw in the pot and heat up meatballs with canned sloppy joe sauce and rice. We didn't slum it totally, we also had salad and dessert.
The lookout tower at Flatrock. Yes, I climbed to the top. It was swaying in the breeze. After looking down from up there I know why I never fancied trying bungi jumping. The panoramic view was great though.
$80 000 will buy you one of these with luxury accomodation up front and two stables at the back. And this was not the biggest one! They hitch onto the load bed of the big American 4x4's.
Our campsite for two nights on the Jack's Fork river.
The laundromat is the only place in town with wifi, so guess where the transamers were hanging out.
You can get almost anything at a country has station. There goes the beer truck with our after ride refreshments.
Ingo making frikadels (yes, they also call them that in Germany) while Bill learns how and Adam and Chris working through their novels.
Now that we've crossed the Mississippi we are truly heading out west. The big roller coaster continues into Missouri. The route notes correctly described the ups and downs as unrelenting. You fly down one side at up to 40 mph and crawl up the next one at 4 mph. To add to the fun we got thoroughly drenched by heavy rain. Today's roads were in much better condition than what we rode on in Illinois.
Our police escourt waiting to take us across the narrow bridge.
E. C. Segar, creator of Popeye, was from Chester.
Popeye is big in Chester. But I couldn't find spinach on the menu of the Eagles club where we ate.
Our tents huddled around the shelter in Cole Memorial Park.
Wonder if we'll be eating spinach tonight?
Check out these stunners I saw on the way to a rest day in Carbondale
After struggling up the last climb of day, paradise appeared in the form of a chocolate and ice cream factory. Yummy! Our camping for the night was in the state park across the state road.
10 of us crammed our bikes, and ourselves, onto the river taxi for the 10 mile trip down the Ohio from Elizabethtown to Golkonda. The others that were cycling ahead missed out on the fun. It doesn't always pay off to be the leader of the pack.
Bake sale on Main St. Eating pizza while selling cookies and getting the truck drivers to honk their horns.
Taking the ferry across the Ohio River from Kentucky to Illinois.
