I had a shitty week last week. It was a combination of not cycling, the amount of darkness in the 24 hour period this time of year and trying to share a car between two working adults.
Friday night, Jen worked late so I just sat on the sofa, drank alcohol and played on the Internet. It might sound pathetic but it was actually pretty enjoyable.
Saturday I was out and about on the bike. Coffee at a very crowded Red Bicycle coffee shop followed by hanging out at the bike shop and a long lunch and great discussions with the Green Fleet guys filled most of my day. After that, we rode over to watch the cannons go boom!
We then spent the rest of the evening up in Kentu… err, Hendersonville with a large group of our friends; dranking and werewolf and such. It was truly a great time.
Sunday, my brother and I tailgated with Lucy before the Titans-Jets game. I hadn’t planned on getting drunk but Lucy’s kung fu is strong. After shotgun beer lessons and moonshine lime shots, we walked over and enjoyed the game from the excellent execute suite – I won tickets from work. They had free food, drinks and alcohol. I clutched my ticket like a shield every moment in case somebody tried to kick us out because I felt so out of place. #lowclass
I had to leave right at the end of the 3rd qtr because I needed to fix the flat on my bike then bike 20 minutes to Jen’s work for the ride home because we had to get ready for her work Christmas party!
More convo, drinks and food! I think our table was the coolest as we had the lesbians and the guy with the bolo tie.
My great weekend helped me forget about my shitty week. Moar weekends like that please but I need to rest for a while first.
I’m a gear head so I wanted to jot down my thoughts on my gear while it’s still relatively fresh in my head.
My Surly Disc Trucker worked great! This is the bike I ride around Nashville nearly every day so I was very familiar with the geometry and gear shifting and all those things. I had two mechanical issues. First, I must have bumped the rear derailer out of whack because about 3/4th through the 2nd day of riding, I only had access to the low range. Trying to shift beyond 4th gear, resulted in the shifter cable going to slack. I was able to use my front chain ring to get into higher ratios when needed. Second, I broke the seat rail on my Selle Anatomica seat! I was able to jerry rig the seat in such a way that it’s still ok. I plan to check out a Brooks seat when I’m ready to for another seat (i.e., when I can no longer jerry rig the seat!)
Prior to my trip, I installed the 3rd water bottle to the bike and I’m really glad I did as I used the 3rd water every single day. In fact, I even ran out on at least one day. I think I’d like to figure out a way to get 4 bottles on the bike for touring.
Ortlieb Front-Roller Plus panniers (front)
Ortlieb Back-Roller Plus panniers (rear)
Ortleib Ultimate 6M Plus handlebar bag with map case
My Ortlieb panniers worked great. I had perfect weather for my trip so I didn’t get to test their weather proofiness. It took me a minute to get used to the map case but by the end of the trip, I was a pro at changing out to the next map panel!
Kelty TrailLogic TN2 tent w/ ground cover and gear loft
Big Agnes Lost Ranger 15 degree sleeping bag
Exped SynMat 7M inflatable pad
Therm-a-Rest Compressible pillow
I’m pretty happy with the sleep system. I don’t have a lot of experience with ultralight camping but my feelings are that this is on the heavy side. Jen purchased a new Big Agnes bag and mat and I was kind of jealous of her ultralight mat. It was lighter, thicker and more insulating than my Exped. I think overall, my system is pretty great for bicycle touring/camping though.
Accell D080B-011K Travel Surge Protector with 612 Joules Dual USB Charging, 3 Outlets, Folding Plug – Black
Mophie Powerstation XL
charging cables for headlight, tail light, iPhone, gopro, mophie, kindle)
head light / tail light
gopro + mounts
I was pretty apprehensive about keeping my iPhone charged for the whole trip because I was trying to run Strava to track my rides. Using a combination of the Mophie Powerstation and using power plugs when available, I was never in the danger zone of my phone going dead. Prior to the ride, I even debated on the battery vs solar charger but now I know the answer is both. Having the little travel surge protector was pretty nice but also having the option of the solar charger would have been a little extra bit of security blanket to make me feel better.
I only used my lights a few times and never for very long so I never had to charge the light batteries.
Cell coverage wasn’t as bad as I was expecting from reading other people’s journals of their trips but it wasn’t 100% either. There were lots of low signal and that caused the battery to drain faster than it does while running Strava riding around Nashville.
I brought my Kindle and even bought a book to read but I never once cracked open the Kindle to read. By the time I rode the long miles of the day, setup camp, ate dinner, got cleaned up and laid down I was just too tired to try to read.
My headlamp was one of the most useful bits of equipment during the evenings/nights. I’d basically just sleep with the thing on my head so I could have quick and easy access to lights in the night.
I brought my GoPro on the trip and got some really good footage. I even bought a handlebar mount with the intention of moving the mount around in order to get lots of different angles during my trip. The handlebar mount spent the whole time on the left side, lower drop and I only used it to record footage a few times. The rest of the time the GoPro was on my head. I didn’t have much trouble keeping it charged as I used it sparingly.
MSR Cook Pot
MSR Pocket Rocket Stove + fuel
Platypus Platy (2 Liter Foldable Water Bladder)
MSR salt/pepper container
My cook system was adequate if kind of hodge podge. I used the Platypus bladder a lot and really loved it. It holds enough water that I was able to make a single trip to the water source for the evening/morning. I could then cook and drink everything I needed. The pot and stuff was a bit bulky and I think I’ll upgrade to a JetBoil Sol system for the next trip. The JetBoil system comes with a french press attachment so that I can cook and make coffee with the same pot. That’s pretty big for me because coffee was the single biggest thing I missed on my trip during breakfast. It’s all a combined system too to save on space/bulk.
The food situation was perfectly adequate. I brought 5 Mountain House Breakfast Skillet meals for breakfast and 6 Backpacker’s Pantry Louisiana Red Beans and Rice meals. I also brought some tortillas to make myself burritos for breakfast and dinner but they were so delicious that that were all gone by the end of day 2. They’re kind of heavy but I wish I would have brought more because eating was one of the more enjoyable things to do on the trips. In retrospect, I think I would have either brought enough tortillas for the whole trip or added some variety to meals, especially for dinner.
I also brought some miscellaneous stuff like ramen noodles (thought of this as emergency food in case I couldn’t find a lunch destination), instant oatmeal (in case I got bored with the Mountain House meals; I didn’t) a big bag of trail mix and Gu energy shots.
Pre-trip, I envisioned taking sink baths when showers weren’t available. It turns out that I only had two showers on the trip. The first one was an extremely sketchy “shower house” at Ratliff Ferry on day 2. The other shower was at the motel in Tupelo on the evening of day 4. The sink bath things didn’t exactly work out as well as I envisioned honestly. I just felt super awkward, standing there at the sink in my undies at the busy camp grounds as I washed all the things. More often than not, I’d retreat to the large bathroom stall with special camp wet wipes that I picked up from the camping section at Wal-mart.
I also envisioned washing clothes in the sinks. I hunted around Nashville until I finally found the flat, sink stopper that would fit nearly all sinks. I purchased these little laundry sheet things from REI to wash with too. I only did laundry one night. Hand washing clothes in a sink isn’t so bad but I struggled to wring out enough water so the clothes seemed pretty wet. The clothes line I bought at REI didn’t really work for shit as it was more designed for motels than stringing between trees I think. I just happened to have another roll of cord that I ended up using to rig up a clothes line but when morning came, the clothes were still very wet. It took most of the day strapped onto my panniers to get fully dry. I brought two full sets of bike clothes, plus some knickers for cooler weather so doing the single wash and switching out between all my clothes, I don’t think I got too ripe though I was very salty. If I were doing a longer trip, the seventh day would have been a down day for rest and laundry at a laundry mat. After changing into my camp clothes, I’d just drape the current days clothes on the bike to air out and that seemed to work fine. I think I’d ditch this whole idea of washing clothes in sinks for trips of 7 days or under.
Speaking of camp clothes, I was very happy with what I brought. I brought a pair of cotton boxer briefs that I normally wear, a white cotton undershirt, a pair of elastic band Nike athletic shorts, my Nashville Zoo hoodie and a pair of water specific flip flops that I planned to use for camp/shower shoes (and they worked great in this role).
I’d like to upgrade from having 3 water bottles to having 4 of them.
Explore option of replacing Kindle & dead paper guidebooks with an iPad mini. This gives the option of having a bigger screen for viewing offline maps and a better platform for blogging in the evenings.
I’ve been home for a week now. Most of my gear has been aired out, hung up, and put away. I’ve reintegrated back into civilian life. I’ve reconfigured Tank Bicycle back into urban assault mode (feels twitchy without all the gear!). I’ve uploaded all my photos and I made a video. Life is good and I’m glad to be home; I missed Jen, our bed and cooked food.
But now I miss the simple life of being on the road. The single minded focus of going from point A to point B and finding lunch in between is a much simpler life than dealing with all the crap we fill our lives with at home. Worrying about bills, cleaning the house, fixing the car plus all the work stresses really seems a lot more complicated when compared to “20 miles on the bike then I’m going to break and eat some of this trail mix. Oh look, turkeys!” Also, there’s just something really satisfying about moving yourself, under your own power over a long distance.
Needless to say, I really enjoyed the trip and I know I’ll be doing more week+ bike trips. I’d probably even ride the trace again if I were going with some friends. I doubt I’d ride the whole thing again solo.
I had lots of people surprised/concerned that I was riding the trace solo. Everybody from co-workers, to my mom, to other cycle tourists expressed reservations about safety etc. I had zero problems from anybody hassling me but I think perhaps, I have large, white, tattooed, guy privilege. Plus, I was going through a part of the country where I was the right race and sex.
I enjoyed the solo aspect of the trip for a couple different reasons. First, I’d never cycle toured before. I’ve ridden my bike all over Nashville and I felt strong and I knew I could do the milage but I’d never fully loaded my bike up and tried to ride it somewhere to camp so there was a learning aspect to this trip. I really appreciated having the freedom to make mistakes without eyes watching me. Second, having the luxury of being on my own time schedule was a great feeling. Being able to do exactly what I wanted, when I wanted and how I wanted, without consideration for other people is refreshing. If you add both points together, I was free to make mistakes exactly how I wanted and without other people watching me. Ha ha.
Having said all that, I think the trip would have been more fun if I was sharing it with friends. Jen is the photographer of our adventure duo so I’m positive I missed about a billion photo opportunities. I only notice the obviously amazing photos opportunities. If I get my way, future bicycle touring trips will be on a tandem with Ms Jen on the back like these people.
So let me wrap this up by giving a few shout outs to the important people of my trip.
Without the support and encouragement of my beautiful wife Jen, this trip wouldn’t have happened, period.
Our morning and evening FaceTime calls were great and helped me to feel connected even though I was sitting in the woods. Her encouragement when I had mechanicals were very helpful. She liked and favorited all my posts in all the places. She came to camp with me on the last night! In short, she was great but next time, she’s coming with. 😉
A big shoutout to Green Fleet Bicycle Shop here in Nashville. They sold me my bike and bags. Richard let’s me be annoyingly type A and picky about stuff without getting visibly frustrated and I like that. I just like hanging out up there; they’re cool people. Austin, Richard, Ben and the other guys… hats off!
A shout out to all my friends and family who sent me special emails, text messages and encouraging comments on my social media posts. Thanks David Byrge, Jessie, Tommy, Mom, Cyndi, Jase, Erin, Ryan, Eleanor, Josh, Richard, Deb, Tim, Jason Harrell, Kelly and everybody else who were supportive. It really helps more than you know probably.
Whew. This was the hardest day of hills of the whole trip, hands down. The Strava track isn’t exactly right as I paused it then rode for a while without restarting it… you can see this section by the straight line if you zoom in on the map.
This morning started off great. Jen camped with me overnight and got to experience tent sleeping and freeze dried chili mac! It took a bit longer to get on the road this morning as my routine was a bit off because of the extra stuff to do. Jen didn’t have to work until late so she decided to tag along and play sag wagon/scout vehicle for a few hours. Before hitting the road, we checked out the Meriwether-Lewis monument.
The single hardest climb of the whole trip for me was at about 8 miles into this mornings ride. Compared to any other hills I’ve ridden – ever – it’s very steep and pretty long. I was legitimately in my lowest granny gear, going along at 4.5 mph and still had to stop twice to let the lactic acid burn subside.
Using a combination of my guide book and Jen in the car, we were able to find a little market/deli store for lunch. I ate a cheeseburger, bbq sandwich, a piece of pizza and a chocolate pastry thing. As we sat there and ate our lunch, every person that came into the store either had Nascar or realtree attire if that tells you anything about our location. After lunch, Jen had to book it home because of work. Booo. It was super nice having a sag wagon and scout car!
I had a weird few hours after lunch, emotionally. I was trying to click my brain into the zone to log the miles but the damned hills kept getting in the way. Plus, I was just kind of ready to be home already so my brain was trying to click over into home mode but I still had 30, hard miles to ride a fully loaded touring bike.
My friend Kelly volunteered to come ride the last section of the trace back to Nashville with me. She’s ridden this section a lot so knows it really well. It was pretty nice having somebody who knew the lay of the land and prep me for the big climbs. A bit later, a friend of hers came out to ride with us… I felt like a fat Lance Armstrong, riding a loaded touring bike; I had my own little team of riders!
It really helped a lot to take my mind off each dang mile post. We talked a lot about pee and laughed a lot and before we knew it, the last official mile marker was here.
(Editors note: Because of poor cell service, I wasn’t able to upload this at the end of day 6 – it was actually uploaded at the end of day 7.)
Distance Today – 64 miles
Total Distance – 421 miles
I never did see the fellow bicycle camper at Colbert Ferry. I got up, fixed breakfast, packed and left and he never left his tent. Weird. I heard lots of owls during the night and it was super cool tho!
Immediately after leaving Colbert Ferry, you cross the Tennessee River and it’s an impressive site.
A few miles of riding down the road with my spare tube/hand towel “fix” in place, I knew that it just wasn’t going to work. I stopped and pulled all that out and tried to see if I could better diagnose the problem. Turns out, the seat rail was broken!
I loosened up the the seat post clamp and moved the seat forward on the rails so that the broken bit was being held by the seat post clamp. BOOM – IT WORKED! My ass, heart and brain was sooooo happy. Riding a bike real far and up big hills is hard enough without having to worry about being stabbed in the nether regions by a damned seat post bolt. It was so nice to just ride my bike and worry about how my legs felt and how my hands hurt and how my shadow looks funny from this angle… anyhoo, you get the picture.
There were a few pretty decent climbs before lunch. One in particular was long and just kept on going and going. I was in my climbing gear on the front for sure.
Lunch was at HazelBee’s Sweets and Treats in Collinwood, TN. This town felt like an outpost in the wilderness after not being able to find a lunch destination the day before then staying at Colbert Ferry where the camping was more primitive than most of these other campsites. I had a sandwich and some chips, a sweet tea and strawberry shortcake. Before getting back on the trace, I picked up some snacks for the road and then I was off!
I knew from reading the guide book that I was due for some more climbing and the book wasn’t wrong on this one. But even with the climbing, this was the best afternoon of my trip. It was just amazing. The weather was great, my ass was happy and it was just me, pedaling up hills. I didn’t care that there were more hills. I also started to realize that my trip was coming to an end. This is the last night I’d camp on my trip. Then it’s just 57 miles to the end of the trace and then it’s over.
Before I knew it, I was pulling into Meriwether-Lewis and it seems pretty nice here, though I think it’s targeted more towards the RV campers. Whatevs, there’s a bathroom/water and a spot to put my tent; I’m happy.
Jen is coming to meet me and I’m so excited! That’s all for now.
(Editors note: Because of poor cell service, I wasn’t able to upload this at the end of day 5 – it was actually uploaded at the end of day 7.)
Today’s Distance – 74 miles
Total Distance – 357 miles
Today was the hardest day of the trip so far – man am I pooped. I somehow goofed with the simple math of the milage estimation. I have in my notes that the ride was supposed to be 61 miles but it turned out to be 74. Combine that with the biggest climbing day of the trip and that makes for a long day.
I woke up this morning feeling really refreshed after sleeping in an actual bed. When I’m tent camping, I usually wake up hourly to roll over or regulate temp. At the motel, I went to sleep and didn’t wake up – or move apparently – until 4:30am. Wooo! I was packed and back on the trace a bit later than when I tent camp.
Shortly after leaving Tupelo, I met some more bike tourists and rode with them for a bit. Bob is from Cincinnati and Pat is from Louisville. They were both riding new Surly Truckers and it was pretty interesting to spend some time with them to compare gear and all that. Ultimately, I think they were interested in doing fewer miles than I but seeing all the stops. After we ate lunch together, they were going to spend some more time at the mound location we were at and looked to be getting ready to take a nap. I never saw them again today. Maybe I’ll run into them later but it’s doubtful IMO.
Speaking of lunch, this was supposed to be a market according to my guide book.
Instead, I ate trail-mix and an apple while sitting here.
After lunch, the real hills began. Shortly after that, I started to have seat problems. Let me explain – I got a fancy Sella Anotomica, cut out, suspension, leather seat and it’s super nice… it looks great and feels (felt) great. The problem is that the seat has a weight limit of 250 lbs and I’m a bit north of that. While commuting 10 miles to work or farting around Nashville this hasn’t been an issue but it turns out, if you subject said seat to sweaty fat man ass for 6-7 hours a day for multiple days in a row, the seat just gives it up with “nope, nope, nope”. The problem is, the suspension part is sagging too much so the top of the seat post bolt is jabbing me right in the special place. Ouch. I made some road side adjustments with the adjustment bolt and jammed a hand towel in there and it’s better but I’m still feeling a lot of pressure. I have an idea to try in the morning with one of my spare tubes and the duck tape from my first aide kit.
When I was within 5-6 miles of camp, the trace was closed with a big detour sign posted. Being extremely exhausted, in pain and having no idea how many more miles – or hills – the detour was going to add to my trip, there was just no way in hell I was going to take the detour. As I was sitting there, contemplating what to do, a local man drove up and said that there was a sink hole and that I could get by it just fine. It turns out, he was exactly right and I think I would have died if another single inch would have been added to my day.
I rolled into Colbert Ferry (not pronounced like Steven Colbert I’m guessing) about 15 minutes before dark. There are no bathrooms or water close so you have to walk a good bit back up to the main road to the bathroom. So after hiking back up to the road to get water to cook with, I scarfed down my food, setup my tent and put everything inside in record time. There is one bicycle camper here (it’s a bicycle only camp ground) but he/she was already in the tent and zipped up for the night when I rolled in.
Besides the lack of water/bathroom access, there is also really bad cell service…. 1 bar/1x and I have to send things as text; I hope Jen got my messages.
Tomorrow is 59 miles – I double and triple checked using all my fingers and toes. Jen is meeting me tomorrow and she’s bringing the seat from my other bike. I really hope I can make it work tomorrow to do the 59 miles without permanently damaging the important bits. It’ll be super nice to see Jen and have her camp with me! Weee!
Distance Today – 81 miles
Total Distance – 283 miles
I started this morning still feeing somewhat irritated about the shifting problem. I tend to obsess about the details and if everything isn’t perfectly perfect, I can get a bit sideways. Jen reminded me again during our morning FaceTime to just let it go and get on the bike. Anyhoo, after breakfast, packing my gear and FaceTime, I was again on the road around 8:15am.
Somebody was “camping” in this thing at the campground:
It turns out that the fiddling I did with my rear derailer made it work good enough, that I was able to access all the gears I needed today. Yay for fiddling!
I met some other cycle tourers today so that was awesome! First, I met Roland and Pierre from Quebec BC. It was the first cycle tourers that I’ve actually met face to face so I didn’t even think to take their picture or ask them lots of other questions… I just kind of stood there like a big dummy. Ha. Anyway, they did say they were headed to Argentina. When I told them where I was headed their response was “That’s it??”. 😐
The next guy I met was Wilson from Washington DC. He was headed to somewhere in Texas and he said he hand delivers hand written letters. Seemed awesome and he traveled super light!
I saw two other fellows but traffic was heavy and we couldn’t pull over to chat which left me wondering about the official bike tourer etiquette (if any). How does one signal to the other that they’d like to chat other than the obvious, waving hysterically like a big dummy?
Lunch was at a Chinese buffet in Houston MS which was 4 miles off the trace. The food was meh and totally not worth the 8 miles to get there but lunch options were limited on this section of the trace.
After lunch, I got back into the zone and was in Tupelo before I knew it. I stopped by Bicycle Pacelines and Bryan fixed me right up! Let’s hope this is the last of this issue.
I decided to take my motel room option tonight and I’m currently sitting in a $45 room in Tupelo MS as I type this. I didn’t ask about hourly rates, but I bet they have them. I picked this place for two main reasons. First, it was the first motel I came to after leaving the bike shop. Second, there was a steak house across the street called Woody’s. My steak dinner literally cost $10 more than my room. Priorities people.
Tomorrow’s milage is 61 but the guidebook I’m using says “Mostly gentle rolling hills near Tupelo. Moderate to challenging hills between the Tenn-Tom Waterway and Colbert Ferry”. 😐
Distance Today – 73 miles
Total Distance – 202 miles
Today had some ups and downs, emotionally.
I got started before the sun came up this morning as I was determined to get to Jeff Busby earlier than I’ve been arriving at camp the first two days. Using a head lamp, I fixed breakfast and packed my bags and I was on the road at about 8:15am; still later than I want but getting faster.
I love when I can start my mornings with this:
The ride before lunch is always pretty easy as I’m fresh and I’m already looking forward to lunch so the miles seem to fly by and today was no different. Before I knew it, I was pulling into El Rodeo for a giant burrito in Kosciusko. The burrito was huge and there was a power plug at my table.
The first hour after lunch is always the hardest part of the day for me because my count down timer get’s reset and I’m full of food. Today was no different but I was able to get into the zone and I was really enjoying the ride and the scenery and my trip overall!
It’s taken a couple days for my brain to finally slow down to touring speed. The first day I was getting used to all the newness of everything. The second day my mind was still going at Nashville speed but it felt like today, my brain finally slowed down and I was able to really enjoy the smell of the pine needles and the perfect weather. The sound of the wheels humming and the chain whirring… the rhythmic swish of the fabric on my legs. Awesome.
With about 15 miles to go to camp, I started having shifter problems. I can’t shift out of the low range… I can get the 4 low gears but nothing after that. I must have bent the rear derailer against a curb when I stopped to look at one of the signs. I don’t know enough about bike wrenching to fix the dumb thing either so that means I have to do the whole day tomorrow with shifter problems. Luckily, there’s a bike shop in Tupelo, 69 miles away. I think I’m going to get a motel room tomorrow as consolation. A real shower, all the things charged and wifi will be super nice.
I finally made it to Jeff Busby right around 4pm but my mood was pretty foul because of the mechanical issue. Jen helped me get my mind straight and talked me out of my funk and reminded me that it’s just part of the adventure. #PlotTwist
Tomorrow’s milage is about 70 miles not counting going off the trace for lunch. Wish me luck and let’s hope the shifting doesn’t get worse!
Todays Distance: 75 miles
Total Distance 139 miles
It took me a while to break camp and get everything ready to head out. I was hoping to leave as early as possible and get to Ratliff Ferry with plenty of daylight. Everything was just so new, plus I repacked my bags to get more weight on the back and less on the front to improve handling. I ended up leaving just after 8am.
The first half of the day was pretty monotonous. Just the same ole, gradual climb away from the Mississippi River with very little change in scenery. Ugh. By lunch time, I was making dumb videos.
When I finally made it to Clinton for lunch, I was so happy to get off the bike and have a change of scenery.
Ate lunch at Fox’s Den Pizza. PIzza was delicious and I was able to charge my devices some! Wooo.
Feeling refreshed – or at least full of pizza and Dr Pepper – I was pleasantly surprised to finally have some different terrain to cycle on as I took the bike path option. I saw other cyclists. I spoke with and met some people… it was a nice change from cars whizzing by! In this section, I met a lady who worked for Visit Ridgeland and apparently, I’m going to be on their Facebook page in the coming days.
At the end of the bike path, the trace runs along Ross Barnett Reservoir and wow that’s a nice little ride! Also so my first cycle tourers but they were going the opposite direction and it was a busy section so I couldn’t try to stop to speak with them. Boo.
After the reservoir, I was in hammer down mode and just wanted to reach Ratliff Ferry with enough time to do everything with daylight so I skipped a couple things that seemed interesting when I read about them before.
A few things about this place.
First, if your wife suggests you bring bug repellent; you bring bug repellent. It’s still not cold enough here and I thought I was going to be carried away as I made dinner.
Second, this place has a “shower house” but wow is it scary. It literally looks like you’re about to be murdered by Jason Vorheves or sodomoized by some friendly folk. Yikes! There was hot water and I was wearing shower shoes… plus I’m the one who knocks so I went ahead and took a quick shower and it felt so good, in a frightening, “I’m not closing my eyes and I have to hurry the hell up” type of way.
Finally, I’m the only tent camper and the place seems deserted. Combine that with the shower house experience and it feels like I’m about to be murdered any moment. Feels like adventure! Plus, there are owls hooting as I type this so there!
Today’s Distance – 64 miles
Total Distance 64 miles
Goodbye’s suck but today was awesome otherwise. I don’t think I got on the road until after 9:30am, maybe closer to 10. Then I spent the first half of the day, just being hyper aware of the bike and making sure everything was ok and I wasn’t going to have a mechanical with all the extra weight on the bike.
The bike handles a lot differently with all the weight on it for starters. I spent the first hour just getting used to it as I felt unsteady at first. By the end of the day, I didn’t think much about the weight anymore. I do now understand why I see so many cycle tourists on the Internet, not using front panniers though. The maneuverability is pretty slow with weight on the front!
I stopped to check out Emerald Mound. It was pretty cool though I don’t have a lot of experience with other Indian mounds.
My first attempt to get off the trace to find launch failed miserably. I tried to cycle to Lorman’s Country Store but the road from the trace to the store just wasn’t safe and even I, was intimitated by the fast, 4 lane traffic and decided to abort and head back to the trace.
The second attempt was better and I went to a subway in Port Gibson.
Overall today went pretty well. It was warmer than I expected and it took me a while to catch my 2nd wind; I struggled during the early afternoon.
I successfully pitched my tent and setup camp. I boiled water to make my Lousiana Red Beans and Rice (note to self: use less water than instructions to use as burrito filling). I made friends with the Scout masters. There was no beer but I did get some sweat tea. They also agreed to store my food bag in one of their trucks so the critters don’t get into it.
The bathroom routine I envisioned in my head didn’t go exactly as planned. I didn’t fee comfortable standing there at the sink with the camp ground being so busy while I took a sink bath. I went with plan B: wet wipes in the bathroom stall. Worked ok and I felt refreshed enough.
There’s no cell service here and I know Jen is beside herself with worry. I hate hate hate that I’m unable to text her to let her know I’m here and ok. I asked the Scout guys if any of them had cell service but they didn’t. I’m going to worry about her worrying now (/sigh). Maybe I need to invest in one of those spot, beacon things so I can send her a simple “OK” message even with no cell service? It’s a thought.
Ok, I’m exhausted and I still need to read about tomorrow’s section.
(PS. During the night, I heard coyotes and owls; it was super cool!)