We must have looked suspicious packing up our campsite with lights on our heads in the city park but we wanted to get an early start of 5:30. Nancy, our waitress at Antelope Cafe, talked Steve into this over size … Read the rest
Day 47: Wind and Chevys
We started riding at 5:40am to try to beat the heat today (only 92). Our destination is Gordon, 53 miles away.
We met Sean and Sam riding from Astoria to NYC with RAGBRAI on the way. We thought they were … Read the rest
Day 46: Thanks Tria
When Tria, whom we met a couple of days ago, heard we were going to try to ride to Merriman on a 100+ degree day, she generously paid for us to use a friends cabin in Cody so we could … Read the rest
Day 45: Revelers, riders, and replanning
We had a rough night of sleep with the loud revelers at the saloon across the street. Big surprise!
Just before breakfast we ran into another cross country cyclist Terry from Tahoe. He had an interesting journeyā¦He and his wife … Read the rest
Day 44: What the hail?
We were woken by a light rain in Stuart. Nebraska sure keeps me on my toes. We rode 20 miles to Bassett to eat breakfast at the Range Cafe. Kay, a local cyclist from Long Pine, stopped by the cafe … Read the rest
Day 43: We made it halfway!
A motel makes it easier to get an early start because of less packing of tent, etc. Our plan worked – we were able to ride 50 miles by 1pm.
We stopped in every town along the way and had … Read the rest
Day 42: Where are the cowboys?
Sometimes our dog Laya wakes me up but today it was some strange dog walking with his owner. Who takes their dog for a walk at 4am? Oh yeah, maybe a farmer. The forecast is for 97 degrees so we … Read the rest
Day 41: North to Norfolk by Noon
Getting to Norfolk is a matter of trade-offs. The busy highway 81 with a nice wide shoulder or a less busy 91 with tiny shoulder. We opted for the former. Luckily we had a nice tailwind and made the 40 … Read the rest
Day 40: Peace, love, and soft-serve
Our alarm clock is often the birds. You canāt even see them in the hedges or trees. Usually one starts and then they all join in. It takes me a lot longer to start singing in the morning. The only … Read the rest
Day 39: Paradise Valley
The unexpected rain woke us in our tents. When itās hot/humid we donāt put the rain covers on our tents so itās cooler. Well, the forecast was wrong and we jumped out of bed to put up our rain flies … Read the rest
Day 38: Lake Life
We rode 17 miles on the MoPac Trail into Lincoln to get breakfast at Good Evans. Brooke took good care of us. I couldnāt even finish my delicious ābreakfast pieā and I ended up skipping lunch.
Since I read that … Read the rest
Day 37: Hello Nebraska
Steve put on new handlebar tape and washed his bike while I finished up laundry. Tom was nice enough to give us a ride from their house to the beginning of the west Papio trail. I just didnāt want to … Read the rest
Day 36: Goodbye Iowa, you were good to us!
We decided it would be better to eat breakfast at the gas station instead of riding 20 miles to a town with a restaurant. We were loitering/eating under a āno loiteringā sign when Rodney drove up in his orange company … Read the rest
Day 35: Rain ān Rollers
After our inconsiderate neighbor played his TV most of the night, we woke up a little late and groggy to some rain. We rode into downtown to get breakfast at Family Table Restaurant in Atlantic. Our waitress Alissa said the … Read the rest
Day 34: Muddy with a chance of burrito
When I told Steve we need to ride 21 miles into the town of Audubon to reach breakfast, he cringed slightly and said āthatāll be a tough pullā. It indeed was, mostly because some the gravel roads were wet and … Read the rest