Crusty Cassette

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posted by Steve Largent at 7:32 PM

Hard to remember those great tail winds of yesterday and getting in at 1:30 p.m.! Scattered thundershowers were forecast for last night. About midnight I awoke to my tent hyperventilating- at least the walls were rapidly expanding and then contracting. I thought a tornado might be arriving, but I heard no alarm. Rain started to fall, and fell back asleep. The rain fell harder awakening me. Lying on my side I felt something strange in the upper lung, and suddenly the world shook as nearby lightening lit the world in Falls City, Nebraska and especially their city park. Rain was falling hard and fast. Thunder was constant for the next hour nearly muffling the two trains that came near us with whistles blowing.

Next morning the pleasant headwinds of yesterday were replaced with a headwind coming straight out of the Northwest just our direction of travel. We did 9 and 10 MPH to Brownville where Chris took an option to Hamburg to see some hills that are geographically similar to the Palouse. I had no interest in that! Since we’re riding the Lewis-Clark route and haven’t seen much of the Missouri, David and I took the “Steamboat Trace” a trail along a former railbed. Nebraska doesn’t maintain this to near the level that Missouri does the Katy. After 3 miles of fairly decent crushed limestone, it appears some farmer removed the railroad bed making it a settling pond for his nearly flooded field (remember the “scattered thundershowers” they affected the entire 60 mile area we saw today- flooding rivers, etc.). This farmer’s drainage area bogged us down. I had to carry my bike a few feet but got enough clay out of the fender wells to let the wheels move again. The clay bog was probably on 100 yard long, but its definitely mountain biking stuff! David is now 100% opposed to any non-paved trails in the future (see his log entries on his web page for more complaints about the mud!). We stopped by the car wash, unloaded our bikes, and washed them; this is not recommended behaviour! With the miserable night last night, David called the local Presbyterian Church and asked if we could sleep in the church’s basement. The pastor took an interest in us and ended up having us in their home! We had a great dinner with them; Great people. Looking forward to a night’s rest without being rattled out of my test by thunder, lightning, and trains! We’ll leave Nebraska tomorrow for Iowa.

Happy cycling for fun, fitness, and Transportation!

Saturday, June 07, 2003 posted by Steve Largent at 7:18 PM

On 29 May we rode across the "Chain of Rocks Bridge" an old bridge across the Mississippi which is opened only to cyclists and pedestrians and which took us prematurely into MO. You think Idaho has the only truly illogical bike lane access? Well, the first step of the Chain of Rocks Bridge crosses to an island which is a popular destination for BIG dump trucks which buzz across this small section of bridge regularly. Crazy, the first section is scary to ride, then 90% of the bridge is open only to cyclists and pedestrians! On the Illinois side is a main bike lane up and down the river. On the Missouri side we met a junior high school cycling club from St. Louis. Great to see teachers and supporters out with 15 or more kids teaching them the joys of cycling. The school bought the cycles, and it?s treated as any athletic club. The 29th was a school day, and the kids were enjoying cycling during the mid afternoon. They shared their PowerAid and snacks with us and showed us something neat a school could do to get inner city kids out on bicycles. It did seem weird the school bought mountain bikes, but the kids were forbidden to ride them as such- being scolded for ?jumping? over a small burm nearby.

Hardy, who had read Chris' ad for companions in Adventure Cycling?s magazine had invited us to spend a night with him near St. Louis. Well, we were running a day ahead of schedule. Chris' son, Drew was planning to join us in St. Louis, so we basically asked to stay another twp nights! What?s the saying about fish, company, and smells? Hardy & Kathy were excellent hosts! Hardy had cycling friends over and a BBQ in our honor the first night. He picked Chris and me up at the Chain of Rocks Bridge. His secretary met David and brought him to their home, thus reuniting the 3 L-C Travelers! We took the next day off, getting to bike shops, visiting the a Lewis-Clark visitor?s center, trying to get my camera's light meter fixed (impossible- but after buying an external light meter, the internal meter spontaneously started working again! Maybe all that rain had wetted the inside of my camera?) We had the use of Hardy's vehicle that day. I then realized the plan in effect would have us skip 61 miles of the L-C route, so the next day I rode from Chain of Rocks Bridge to St. Charles, MO while Chris and David extended their layover day into two days. Hard rains fell throughout the morning from shortly after the Chain of Rocks Bridge dampening my curiosity about some of the sights Hardy had suggested I would enjoy. Then the sun came out for the ferry ride across the Illinois River, the beautiful peninsula between there and the Missouri, and the ferry ride across the Missouri. David and Hardy arrived within minutes of my arrival at the bike shop in St. Charles. Drew, Chris? son, arrived that night for a pizza feed and for the ride across Missouri.

Harley shuttled us to St. Charles (requiring two trips) the next morning where we rejoined the Lewis-Clark Route. What great hosts he and Kathy were to 4 unknown cyclists! He plans to ride the Lewis-Clark route next year, and I hope to be able to return part of the favor as he passes through Lewiston. The first day back on the road we made it to Hermann, MO, a beautiful old French town worthy of the hour's after dinner walk through its old sections. Most of the ride across this state is on the Katy Trail, a rails to trail project that is very popular with Missourians.

National Guard to the forefront! Part of the planning of the trip involved arranging drills in Missouri and Montana. In Jefferson City, we met Missouri's Sergeant-Major, SGM Green. The Guard wanted to interview us about the trip and take a few photos and had offered to house us on base. Some Snafu befell us, we were without cell service, couldn't get hold of anyone from the occasional pay phones and cycled across the 6 lane no bike lane/sidewalk bridge into Jefferson City. Drew, a 29 year old ex-marine, whose training plan had been "ride when there's extra time" was getting worn out. We had a late lunch, and finally got hold of a security guard on base who recommended we cycle out to the base. That was a mistake. As much as we didn't like the bridge into Jefferson City, Hwy 50 out of Jefferson City was worse! A four lane divided highway without shoulders (a Missouri oddity but common here). Up the second steep hill Drew and Chris were pushing! David and I decided to wait, and up drives SGM Green! Seems we were supposed to have stayed on the other side of the bridge and been picked up there with our bikes securely stored over there. Somehow on this Sunday, no motorpool pickup was available to the state?s senior enlisted man! The SGM didn't want us on that highway where we also didn't want to be! He very graciously put us up in a motel! We enjoyed dinner and breakfast together and met with the PAO.

David has forefathers buried just outside of Jefferson City on AC's optional Jefferson City Route. One of his goals for the trip was to cycle by there, and Monday was forecast to have "soaking rains". That meant no let up between 10:00 a.m. and sometime during the next night. Anyway, David suggested we take Monday off and then cycle out Tuesday with its much better forecast. Drew had to get back to work, so they rode on Monday up the Katy Trail. David and I met another friendly local who learned of our cycle trip and suggested we see her sister in the capitol for a lengthy tour of the capitol building. We got to go up, up, up to the outside of the dome with a great view of Jefferson City on a private tour. The forecasted rains started, and we ended up in a Presbyterian Church most of that rainy day and night! We entertained the Vacation Bible School students briefly the next morning by riding into their meeting on our loaded touring bikes crying out about finding "the lighthouse" which is the theme of this year?s Vacation Bible School. David's plan worked beautifully, no rain the rest of the week except Thursday night. Rolling green hills through most of the state after we left Jefferson City.

Well, lest you think Missouri or David?s ideas are perfect, he suggested we deviate from AC's route slightly cutting off 10 miles and going through Excelsior Springs, the arm pit of Missouri in my opinion. The trip has been characterized by courteous drivers on quiet back roads and trails. In Excelsior Springs, we were run off the road by two dump trucks traveling in tandem, and I was run off the road a few minutes later by another. David was lucky enough to be on a small paved section of shoulder when the second incident occurred. Every other car rev'd its engine at us; horn honking and gestures were not uncommon. Weird! Within 10 miles of leaving that place, courteous motorists regained control of the highways.

I was well treated by the staff at the Independence MO Armory as we were by SGM Green. Saturday morning was the pre-drill meeting of NCOs where I was welcomed. Then off to formation where I stood behind the formation as a guest. Several junior guys were dismissed from formation and told to get in the uniform of the day. They haven't all been to boot camp yet, but managed to approach me properly asking for help in rolling up the sleeves (the Army way which is particual and different than the Navy & Marine way), so I felt welcomed by all! I helped score the annual physical fitness tests. Sunday is another day of drill and Monday, we'll be back on the road again! Missouri- minus Excelsior Springs- has been a great experience!

Happy Cycling for Fun, Fitness, and Transpiration!