It didn’t take me long to say yes when Nancy asked if I could find a day to do another virtual tour during August. We settled on Tuesday, which at the time was supposed to be dry. The night before that changed to thunderstorms at 1 and 4. I think it was Mark Twain who said, “If you don’t like the weather, wait a few minutes and it will change.” That’s how we feel in Kentucky. Nancy said we could postpone, but I decided to take a chance.
I dropped Jim off at our daughter’s and a few minutes after arriving home I was ready to leave. When I departed at 1, there were no rain clouds in sight and I was certainly glad I didn’t bail. My ride was a rural route. They were all two lane roads with no shoulders. Going, the traffic was fine, but by the time I came home, there was a lot of afternoon traffic.
I haven’t been to this park but once and that was many years ago in a vehicle and this wasn’t the way we went. When I looked my route up, it mentioned something like a hundred feet of elevation change. That didn’t sound bad at all, so I decided to ride completely around the lake. I think they forgot to mention that you’d be doing that hundred over and over and over. Hills really slow me down…my only motor comes in the form of two old legs.
That circle around the lake turned out to be the hardest part and at the end of the park, I had a subdivision to navigate. Even though I had googlemaps on my phone, I could not see the screen. Finally, a man in a van sent me in the correct direction. I needed to get back before Jim was brought home, so I didn’t spend a lot of time fooling around or taking pictures.
By the time I finished the circular route around the lake, I was ready for a break. The only store on my whole ride had no place to sit outside, so I borrowed two plastic soft drink cases that were waiting to be picked up, flipped them upside down (they hooked together), and sat on them. Leaning against the insulated ice chest box, I was quite comfortable. I had a snack and a drink and watched people come and go. One guy said, “You’re gonna get wet.” Sure enough, black clouds were gathering above us.
I put everything back where I found it and began my trip home. It did sprinkle, but that’s all. I only heard one rumble and saw no lightning. When I arrived back in my neighborhood, a neighbor told me it had rained a fair amount here. I was lucky. The ride turned out to be 22.5 miles…my hilliest and longest ride in two years and my body knew it.
Can’t wait to see where Nancy’s bike ride led her!
P.S. I wondered when I rode, why my bike wasn’t twisting and turning to match the map. However, google has a drug store placed at the end of my street that is incorrect, so thought it was just a map error. When I looked the route up on my computer the next day, I saw I had taken a completely different road than I’d planned. Both went west and luckily ended up near the same park.