Walking in Nashville, December 2016
We were in Nashville, Tennessee in late 2016, and I spent three or four hours one day walking around the city. I didn't have my bike with me on this trip, but I prefer walking to riding in big cities most of the time anyway.
First Century Ride of 2018
It was forecast to be the warmest day we've had the last several weeks, so I thought I'd do a long ride before it got cold again. South wind was going to be terrible, of course, so I got a reasonably early start and, after 15 minutes with an awesome tailwind - the only reasonable route out of town always requires riding north for a few miles - I turned east, and then south toward my destination, Nashville. Nashville, llinois, that is.
24 Hours on the Test Track
My first competitive cycling event
The Subaru CASA Cycling Challenge takes place each year at the Subaru of Indiana Automotive two mile oval test track in Lafayette. It allows individuals and teams to test their endurance over a 24-hour period while raising funds to support the CASAs for Kids Fund. There are three categories: Solo men, solo women, and team. For the teams the ride is like a relay, with only one member of a team on the track at a time. In 2017 there were 42 teams (each with several riders), 25 solo men, and 9 solo women.
A First Attempt at Touring on a Single-Speed, Day Five
London, KY to London, KY: 24 Miles
The Redbud Ride was the Wet Butt ride. The organizers canceled the 100 mile option, with its infamous, steep hills that I'd been looking forward to trying on the single speed.
A First Attempt at Touring on a Single-Speed, Day Four
Sonora, KY to Kings Mountain, KY: 96 Miles
Breakfast at the inn was a couple of bananas and approximately half a bag of Krispy Kreme glazed crullers. Charlie had emerged, shirtless, as I walked into the kitchen, and mentioned that I should have "a cruller or two." After he went back upstairs to his quarters I decided not to interpret "a cruller or two" literally, and quickly ate most of the bag instead.
A First Attempt at Touring on a Single-Speed, Day Three
Sebree, KY to Sonora, KY: 116 Miles
I was up early, got my small amount of gear loaded quickly, and was riding out of the church when it was barely light.
A First Attempt at Touring on a Single-Speed, Day Two
Harrisburg, IL to Sebree, KY: 105 Miles
I'd been tired last night, and had gone to bed without working on a route to get from Harrisburg to Cave-In-Rock, IL, on the Ohio River. From Cave-In-Rock my plan was to take the ferry and continue onto the Kentucky portion of the Trans America Trail route, the map for which I still have from my 2006 coast-to-coast trip.
A First Attempt at Touring on a Single-Speed, Day One
Lebanon, IL to Harrisburg, IL: 128 Miles
The last several years I've traveled back to my home state of Kentucky to do the Redbud Ride in London, in the eastern part of the state. Organized bike rides are not really my thing, but this one is usually fun.
Not Bad for January
Lebanon, IL to Petersburg, IL: 128 Miles
The forecast called for warmer-than-usual temperatures and winds out of the south. I decided to try riding my new Wabi single-speed bike to Petersburg, a town on the Sangamon river, north of the state capital of Springfield. The plan was for Joy to drive up and meet me there, where we'd stay overnight at a lodge in town.
Never Say Never Again, Day Seven
Xenia, Ohio to Aberdeen, Ohio: 113 Miles
I was up and ready to go super-early, so I killed time watching TV, something I almost never do anymore, until 5:00, then took the elevator down to the lobby to find that I still had an hour until the hotel breakfast started.
Never Say Never Again, Day Six
Muncie, Indiana to Xenia, Ohio: 102 Miles
There were no other guests at the B&B, so I was the only audience for the old man’s credulity-straining stories this morning as I ate my waffles, eggs, and bacon.
Never Say Never Again, Day Five
West Lafayette, Indiana to Muncie, Indiana: 112 Miles
After a breakfast of Ale-8 and chocolate milk, I made my way through West Lafayette and then Lafayette, first on quiet neighborhood streets, then a bike path, and then on what was, surprisingly for so early on a Sunday morning, a couple of miles of unpleasantly busy highway, before reaching the super-quiet country roads I favor.
Never Say Never Again, Day Four
West Lafayette, Indiana: 31 Miles
Tired after the last few days of riding, I slept soundly in the dark basement of Michael and Tammy’s house.
Never Say Never Again, Day Three
Homer, Illinois to West Lafayette, Indiana: 77 Miles
It was not a restful night in the tent. The wind blew, causing the rain fly to flap, the light from the police office shown in my eyes, and I woke up at 3:00 to find that my air mattress had deflated, leaving me lying on the hard concrete. After blowing it up I was able to sleep a few hours, but was awake for good at 5:00, when I’m ashamed to admit that I spent another hour reading news stories about the presidential election on my phone. I’m so, so sick of the entire fiasco, but I can’t stop compulsively checking the polls.
Never Say Never Again, Day Two
Shelbyville, Illinois to Homer, Illinois: 95 Miles
I was up before dawn. It had been a while since I’d done such a long ride, and it had been about a year since I’d ridden my aluminum Cannondale, with its relatively aggressive frame geometry. Result: I was sore this morning.
Never Say Never Again, Day One
Lebanon, Illinois to Shelbyville, Illinois: 111 Miles
Joy and I had planned a weekend visit with our friends Michael and Tammy, who live in West Lafayette, Indiana, and I thought it might be fun - despite my insistence just a few months earlier that I’d never do another bike tour - to ride my bike there. I estimated it would take three days to cover the 280-ish miles, so I left early on Wednesday morning, following a back roads route that I had hurriedly made using Google Maps.