I checked into a hotel in Marshall, MO at about 9am and spent the day there, watching the weather. Most of the roads out of town were closed due to flooding. I was stuck for now. At least this meant I got a legitimate day of rest. I didn’t leave the hotel room except toContinue reading “Missouri Loves Company”
Category Archives: Lewis and Clark
Raccoons and Ramparts
I spent the next day cruising south on much flatter roads, all the way to Fort Massac. It was Sunday, so the bike shop in Paducah was closed until Monday morning. I knew I wanted to hit fort Massac, and if I stayed in Paducah I’d have to back track to get to the bike shopContinue reading “Raccoons and Ramparts”
Back on the Road
Well, two of my best friends are now married! I spent about 10 days off the trail in Iowa City, running around, doing bridesmaid things, helping make things run smoothly as best I could. Honestly, I expected a bit more downtime to catch up on blogs than I actually got. I enjoyed the break, butContinue reading “Back on the Road”
The Rush to Iowa City
The next few days were a blur of speed for me. I needed to get to Evansville in time for a rental car reservation to get to my best friend’s wedding. Louisville has an extensive series of bike paths that go to the far stretches of the city, so I took those as far asContinue reading “The Rush to Iowa City”
Hounds of the Hinterlands
I’ve flexed my writing muscles, so here’s hoping we can play catch up. On Saturday I may have accidentally attended a Christian Revival. As I raced out of Point Pleasant to the next campground, all I paid attention to was that they accepted tent campers. When I arrived I saw a sign for a biblicalContinue reading “Hounds of the Hinterlands”
A Grave Week
I was at the Grave Creek Burial Mound shortly after it opened. This site was particularly important to me, not only because there was historical documentation that Meriwether Lewis had been in that exact spot in 1803. It was important because it got me asking questions and suddenly reminded me how strange it was thatContinue reading “A Grave Week”
Those Aren’t Foothills…
I got to a late start on Sunday morning, after a long night of preparing for the road. I downloaded my maps into my GPS, since this would be my last time in front of my computer for four months, wrote a few e-mails to my contacts at the NPS, and didn’t go to bedContinue reading “Those Aren’t Foothills…”
Hitting the Road to Harpers Ferry
On Friday, May 7, I left Boston with my mom to meet up with my brother in Harpers Ferry, West Virginia before setting off alone on my bike trip. My brother is moving abroad later this summer and will likely be gone before I return from my trip. We decided we wanted to meet somewhere forContinue reading “Hitting the Road to Harpers Ferry”
The Stars On the Horizon 