Days 19 and 20 – Springfield, MO

We’re in Springfield Missouri today. And we were here yesterday. And we’ll be here tomorrow. We’ve hit an odd point in the route and the schedule where it made the most sense to be in one place for a few days in a row. Since the 4th is a holiday (surprise!), we moved our rest day from the 5th to the 4th. And JP is taking today as a second rest day to try to get his legs back under him. and the route for tomorrow basically just takes us north of Springfield. So rather than Heidi, the kids, and I skipping through a couple of small town dumpy hotels on a holiday weekend, we fast forwarded a bit and came to Springfield. While we’re still riding the route, we’re using this town as a base of operation for a few days as a) there was something to do over the holiday and b) we’re holding off on the dumpy backwater hotels as long as possible.

All that said, today was Terran’s first real day in the saddle since we started. The hills of SW VA and Kentucky were a bit tough for him to start on, so now that we’re hitting some flats, its time to get him going. We went for what should have been a 35 mile route across and back through Springfield. He made it 30 miles before he threw in the towel. Honestly, he did great and kept a strong pace the whole time. 2.5 hours was just enough for him at this point.

But we’re ahead of ourselves. Yesterday was the 4th, one of Heidi’s favorite holidays. To celebrate we got all the boys haircuts. Yep, even the 2 year old. The hands of the hairdresser were shaking as she cut Dax’s hair through all his protests. She did a great job but it was stressful for everyone involved. Later, Heidi tried to get a bit of a family photo of the boys. Safe to say it was one of those moments when you wished Microsoft’s “To the Cloud!” commercial actually worked. This is the best one. They’re mostly all looking at the camera.

After bumming around town for the day and getting some shopping done, we ended up back at the hotel around sunset. One of the hairdressers gave us directions on a place we could watch fireworks from. However, as the sun went down, Terran was busy playing DOTA, Bobby was playing the Sims 3 (I had just bought it for him earlier that day) and Dax was playing ball. No one was really interested in trudging out for fireworks. So instead we watched them like we normally do.

This morning Terran and I geared up for our ride. Another great day for riding. We even matched and everything.

The ride started a bit awkwardly. I had routed us through the Springfield Nature Conservancy. Unfortunately the paths through the Conservancy don’t allow bikes. So as I was standing there trying to figure out how to fix my route, one of the volunteers stopped by and gave us a map of the other trails in the area. Super helpful and got us back on track with our ride.

It was a good ride, most of it on several bike paths throughout the city.  When we got done, the whole family went back down to the Conservancy and walked around in the woods. Terran managed to levitate a leaf we found.

Hint: it was actually in a spider web.

On the way out, we were passing a guided tour on the path in front of us. As Heidi pushed Dax through the group, the tour guide asked Heidi if she wanted to stop to look at the 6′ long black snake that was just off the trail. That sort of question isn’t the type of question Heidi likes. It’s akin to asking someone with a peanut allergy if they’d like a bite of your PBJ. Or asking anyone if they’d like to have an alien to come rocketing out of their stomach. The answer isn’t just no, but “ohmygodnonononogetmeoutofhere”

I wasn’t quick enough with the camera but I did dust off photoshop to do my best to recreate the moment.

It’s not “Washington crossing the Delaware” but I think it’s moving nonetheless.

Tomorrow, we ride up through the west side of town. Likely the last we’ll see of the Ozarks until we drive back across the country in a few weeks.

 

Day 18 – Farmington, MO to….Owl’s Bend

So, I must have missed the part of middle school geography where they talked about the Ozarks. I thought once we crossed the Mississippi, we were in the Great Plains. Turns out, there’s still some climbing to do. Rather, there’s still a lot of climbing to do.

First off, there were still some remnants of yesterday’s rain-drenched ride when we woke up this morning. My waterproof shoes were still drying on the air conditioner.

And JP was feeling under the weather. Not sure if it was the cold, the rain, or the sketchy dinner, but he was out of commission early so I struck out on my own. JP eventually made it out of the hotel and powered through about 40 miles before the day got the better of him.

It was a beautiful day for riding. Arm warmers and vest for at least the first few hours with bright sun and no real breeze. No complaints today. Tho I knew I’d be hitting the hills before too long. The ride out of Farmingdale was fast. I made great time on the first 20 miles and was stoked to get in to some serious climbs. On the first real climb of the day, I rode up on a pack of dogs. So, running in to a single dog on a climb is a bummer. Running in to more than one dog is trouble. Running in to 4 dogs, all over 80 lbs… Yeah. Trouble.

On this ride I’ve been pretty keyed in to the houses I’m riding by looking for signs of loose dogs. And then I’m looking for things like fences, big ditches, and chains that will stop the charge of a said dog. At this house there was a pretty large ditch which would usually have stopped (or at least slowed down) the pursuit. These dogs? Nope, they bounded through the ditch without breaking stride. I turned around and put the throttle down.. and even then a couple of them pursued for about 100 yards. Good times.

Heidi brought the MCC up and SAG’d me past the little critters. After that I had a few dogs who gave chase but they were more interested in playing than chewing on my leg.

The hills ate me up but I managed to get 74 miles in. I bailed on the last hill of the day. My legs just didn’t have anything left.

We rearranged our rest day so we could relax on the 4th rather than ride on the holiday. We’re staying in Springfield for the next few days (more on that in another post) so after the ride we headed in that direction. On the way, we stopped by Laura Ingalls Wilder’s house in Mansfield MO. Seeing this house was on Heidi’s bucket list and she was very cheesed to see it.

Our tour guide was a riot… it was clear she lives for giving the tour and talking about LIW. We were the last tour of the day, so there was hardly anyone around. Even having never read the books, it was a really neat place to visit. I even managed to grab the camera for a bit and get Heidi in a few pictures.

Last few pics of the day are just some fun ones. Long stretches of concrete roads in the sun make for neat optical illusions. The magical disappearing road:

Finally, the MCC had a very Monty Python evening. I was waiting for a giant, cartoon foot to come out of the sky and crush it. Thankfully, no such foot appeared… tho God did (you know, the one with the oddly moving mouth that’s just the jaw cut out and moving up and down). God told me to get on my bike and keep riding. I informed him I was taking the 4th as a rest day and he should bother me again on the 5th.

It’s late. Time to rest.

 

Day 17 – Carbondale, KY to Farmington, MO

So they say you should enjoy the journey, not the destination. Today, we crossed the Mississippi, which was mostly enjoyable. Otherwise, I’m not sure this part of the journey is something I’ll look back fondly on. Hint: rain is a bummer.

Somehow, when I looked at the weather last night, it looked like we might get a few passing showers but otherwise it would be a nice, cool day. I woke up, got dressed, and went to the lobby of the hotel for breakfast. “Ready to get rained on?” JP asks… You’ve got to be kidding me. We check the radar and sure enough, the low pressure center that was sitting just to our east yesterday was still there. And now it’s ramped up. It’s going to be rain all day. Awesome.

It was only sprinkling when we geared up to leave. You can see below I was all decked out in full rain gear. JP was the same. I honestly thought about taking some rain gear off before we left. Within the first 10 minutes, the sky officially opened up and I was glad to be all dressed up.

So it rained. And rained. and rained. Oh, and there was wind too. We were hoping to put 100 miles in today but that was clearly in jeopardy from the moment we started. Our route took the “Mississippi Levee” path, which while a few miles longer is very flat and runs along the flats near the river. About 20 miles in to the ride, the route cuts down in to the levee area and that’s where things got exciting. There was a flood warning for the area and as more rain fell the situation started to get a bit more tense. As it turns out, a lot of water flows in to the Mississippi and the area near the river is really flat. As we rode through the rain, it was clear there was water places where water normally shouldn’t be… like, right up to the road.

At one point, there was a section of road covered in earthworms…. like you know that smell when you open a container of worms that you bought at a bait shop? Imagine that times 100.. cars running over them, wind blowing the stench around. Seriously, it wasn’t pleasant.

About 35 miles in, JP and I SAG’d our way out of the levee area. The roads were deteriorating and honestly I didn’t want to deal with flooded roads if I didn’t have to. So we got back up on to IL Rt 3. It turns out, that’s a major road for heavy truck traffic going back and forth across the river. As we rode up 3 towards our river crossing, we encountered more and more standing (and running) water on the side of the road. After battling that situation for about 30 minutes, we decided it was too dangerous to be on the roads. Between the rain, wind, blind corners, ponding water, and heavy trucks doing 60+ mph in each direction, it was seriously time to get off the road.

We SAG’d up to Chester IL for lunch. For those that don’t know Chester is the home of Popeye. How do we know? The signs they had everywhere and the statue of Popeye of course!

While we were in the RV talking about next steps, JP said “I’m crossing the river with my bike today even if I have to walk over the bridge.” So that was that. After lunch we jumped on our bikes (and back in to our cold, wet shoes) and headed for the bridge.

It was still raining, it was still windy, and there still more trucks than seemed physically possible, but we rode our butts across the Mississippi river. I’ll be honest, I really didn’t take time to enjoy the scenery… I scooted across that bridge as quick as I could 😉

Here’s the sign as proof. Mr. Blurry Cam at work again.

Safe to say JP was stoked to make it to Missouri. That’s a nice shower cap he’s got, eh?

It’s unfortunate because on a nice day this would probably have been an amazing beautiful ride. But since we’re on a schedule to make it to DefCon and beyond, we can’t really take unexpected rest days. So we pulled the belts tight and went for it. I said at the beginning of this post that I wouldn’t look back fondly on this day. That’s a lie. Days like today are what I’ll remember. It kicked our asses and we didn’t hit the mileage we wanted, but it sure as hell was memorable.

Tomorrow, the weather man says it’ll be cloudy and cool. I’m getting my rain gear ready just in case.

Day 16 – Paducah, KY to Carbondale, IL

Quadruple digits! We officially passed 1,000 miles today. Our reward? Rain and a brisk north wind.

Started out the morning in the MCC and in Art’s car heading over the Ohio. Once again, JP and I agreed on a 7am time to leave the hotel, and once again we were about 20 minutes late 🙂 I think that’s pretty much our rounding error each morning. At this point, we’ll call that “normal”.

We weren’t on the official ACA route at the beginning, so we rode up IL State Route 145 until we hooked up the real route. Rt 145 was a 20 mile shot straight north through southern Illinois. On that 20 mile stretch we had some hills, some wind, some heavy truck traffic, and rain. Some serious rain, actually. Looking at the radar this morning, it was obvious there was a low pressure centered just a few miles to our east and rain was rotating around the center. We were just left of center so that meant we were going to get winds from the north most of the day with intermittent rain showers. And wouldn’t’ you know that “north” was our primary direction today. Here we are optimistically leaving for the day without our rain gear on. That changed within the first hour.

For those readers paying attention, you’ll remember that we actually went in to Illinois yesterday to check the bridge crossings. Today we officially crossed in to the state, so we’ll put the Mr. Blurry Cam photo in this post. Yay! Illinois.

We started the ride in the town of Metropolis. Yep, not kidding. That’s a river town in southern Illinois. And unsurprisingly there’s a Superman museum there. While we were on the road too early to hit the museum, Heidi took the boys to check out the cool statues anyway. Here’s the Man of Steel standing guard over the city (town? hamlet?) of Metropolis.

Our first rally point of the day was in Simpson. Every time someone said “Simpson” at least one of my kids said “Doh!” or “WooHoo!”. So, yeah, they’re clearly my kids. Heidi snapped this photo, once again risking life and limb. But it wasn’t the weather causing issues this time. Nope, it was her own doing. She wanted a good shot of the PO sign, so she stood on top of the rear seat of the MCC and leaned out the door in the rain. Not an OSHA approved shooting position.

 

The rest of the ride was mostly uneventful. The wind stuck around and we had intermittent rain. The last 2 miles were more downhill than up, but there were so many rolling hills you couldn’t really tell. At some point we passed a sign that said “Hilly Terrain” and I wanted to rip it out of the ground. Tomorrow we’ll ride about 25 miles on the banks of the Mississippi, so at least we’ll get some flat riding in. However, tomorrow afternoon is also the start of the Ozarks so I anticipate our flat-landness will be short lived.