After being pampered and entertained with good company(above Christine and Karla Sanders), mattresses for the night, pancakes for breakfast, and a deer chasing dachshund, the burly biker boys set off for the state line...
We couldn't have asked for better weather as we cruised through the last of the gorgeous Ohio hills and descended onto the Indiana border. Indiana is a bit hillier than expected, but still doesn't compare to the brutal climbs we faced between Chillicothe and Cincinnati. Lunch called around 2pm as we rolled into the Greensburg, IN parking lot (below). The librarians were all up in a buzz about the recent pitbull attack down the road (yikes!) and after telling me all about the horrrific details, they gave us a wireless access for our laptop. After a lazy lunch of salami, cheese, zatarans and internet we split town for Columbus, IN (~35 miles away). The riding was easy and we held a hard 16 mph until a firefighters fishfry and lazy river bank lured us into setting up camp for the night alongside the remnants of a rerouted highway...
We couldn't have asked for better weather as we cruised through the last of the gorgeous Ohio hills and descended onto the Indiana border. Indiana is a bit hillier than expected, but still doesn't compare to the brutal climbs we faced between Chillicothe and Cincinnati. Lunch called around 2pm as we rolled into the Greensburg, IN parking lot (below). The librarians were all up in a buzz about the recent pitbull attack down the road (yikes!) and after telling me all about the horrrific details, they gave us a wireless access for our laptop. After a lazy lunch of salami, cheese, zatarans and internet we split town for Columbus, IN (~35 miles away). The riding was easy and we held a hard 16 mph until a firefighters fishfry and lazy river bank lured us into setting up camp for the night alongside the remnants of a rerouted highway...
Jumping into the cool river was terribly enticing, so we unpacked, stripped down to our skimpy black spandex and were ready to jump in when a heavily accented and rather perturbed voice called out from across the river tellin us that we is trespassin on well marked land, and to git off! awww shucks...so much for swimmin...
To avoid any lead shot flyin over our heads we opted to split quick and head down the road for better camping. Second farmhouse we came to was a hit. A soybean/corn farmer named Gary let us camp in his yard and we had a restfull sleep under the stars, bellies full of spam. shallots, mulberries, and noodles. After the big feast we tried in sneak in some stretching before an early night heads clanking the pillows at 9:00; as evidenced below, Sam stretching before bed. The weather was fantastic, which was a damn good thing considering we seem to have misplaced one of the tent "bones" and can no longer erect our tent. More on that issue to come ;]
A warm thank you to our favorite (of course self-titled) Southern Indiana-Redneck-Farmer: Gary Huffman. Your hospitality was invaluable!
miles: 57
morale: extremely high
weather: still no rain and quite pleasant temps
5 comments:
Hey guys!
We made it back to Athens today. We were flying without that headwind (though there was absolutely no wind, so no tailwind to help us along). We ate plenty of salami and cheese as well and stopped at a fish fry by the Chillicothe Lions Club. Stopped at Club Vinton again but didn't see Rick and Mooch, had some great wings though. Glad you guys are still in good spirits and actually made it out Montgomery (I thought you might never leave that hot tub).
Take care and lots of love,
Erika
Glad to know that you put the "spam" to good use...
everyone here in central Ohio anxiously awaits your next post!
ox mom
:)
sam and co.:
just got back from a "warm hospitality" bike adventure of my own. check out the pix at www.attilahorvathphotography.com and the stories at www.myspace.com/attilahorvath
get out! magazine will run a version of this trip as a feature this summer, but you're privy to the preview....
ride on, brothers!
attila
I was right with you on the spam, shallots and noodles feast until...mulberries? Be careful mixing spam with any sort of foodstuff grown above-ground, spontaneous splosions have been known to occur.
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