I looked up the definitions of arches and arcs. I may have blurred the lines, but at least I did it from my bicycle. This route was through Seneca and Cherokee Parks in Louisville, a route I used often when we lived near there twenty some years ago. The last time I remember riding there was in 2015 when I bicycled across Indiana, the long way. I was a little more excited than usual about the ride on Thursday.
Everything was going just fine and I was loving the ride, but right after the bridge above a lady and son biking the other way yelled that Cherokee Park was flooded. Oh joy! Since I’d hardly started, I decided to continue on until I saw with my own eyes that I could not get through.
I took a different route back…one that had a few big hills I’d originally planned to avoid today. It landed me where the bridge at the beginning was. The land where I usually take pictures of this bridge was flooded and the only pictures I could get were behind so many tree branches that you couldn’t see the bridge.
I needed to extend my ride…I hate washing bike shorts for a piddly amount of miles. I taught at an elementary school that I could reach safely on neighborhood streets, so I headed there.
For now, loaded touring isn’t possible due to my husband's health issues. I’m used to cycling by myself, but I can't go off and leave him. Cycle 365 has motivated me to not give up riding just because I don't have time to go as far or do awesome rides like I did in the past.