July 4 Crossing America
Ordway, CO – Pueblo, CO Distance 50 miles, rode 23.
Total distance through today 2,266, ridden on bike 1,857
Total distance through today 2,266, ridden on bike 1,857
Arriving atlast night’s campsite, a mobile home/RV park, I was less then enthused with the accommodations. Amanda was busy picking up trash from around our intended area. Instead of grass we would be on sage stubble full of “Texas Tacks” a
short thorn which loves to poke holes in bicycle tires and air mattresses. We would again be without showers. The good there is a restaurant, laundry and free Wi-Fi on premises. Well can’t have everything, so settled on staying in the restaurant working on my journal as well as editing pictures to insert into it. About 7:00 PM Amanda asked if I had heard the good news, Ike had met the local high school principle and she offered to let us stay there. Alright we’d be able to take showers and stay indoors out of the heat. Well, the second part didn’t quite turn out as the gym did not have
air-conditioning. Some members of the crew elected to set-up their tents on the football field. Wish I had done that but after talking with Pepper he told me a rooster started crowing about 3:00 AM and continued the rest of the night.
short thorn which loves to poke holes in bicycle tires and air mattresses. We would again be without showers. The good there is a restaurant, laundry and free Wi-Fi on premises. Well can’t have everything, so settled on staying in the restaurant working on my journal as well as editing pictures to insert into it. About 7:00 PM Amanda asked if I had heard the good news, Ike had met the local high school principle and she offered to let us stay there. Alright we’d be able to take showers and stay indoors out of the heat. Well, the second part didn’t quite turn out as the gym did not have
air-conditioning. Some members of the crew elected to set-up their tents on the football field. Wish I had done that but after talking with Pepper he told me a rooster started crowing about 3:00 AM and continued the rest of the night.
Since this is a short day I was up and on the road by 5:44 in hopes of beating the heat and winds which were forecast to be at 10 mph out of the west. First hour went as planned. I did notice we were continuing to climb at a mild rate, gained 300 feet in elevation between Ordway and Pueblo. Add to this the wind picked up and I was only
averaging 12.5 mph. I would have liked to go faster but hey it’s a short day so what if I drop down to even 10 mph I’ll be done around noon with breaks.
averaging 12.5 mph. I would have liked to go faster but hey it’s a short day so what if I drop down to even 10 mph I’ll be done around noon with breaks.
I skipped breakfast in Ordway thinking I’d be able to have breakfast in Crowley or Olney Springs but unable to find anything open. In Olney Springs I had the need for a toilet break for a #2, unable to find any public facilities I inquired at a home whose door was open. The folks gladly allowed me to use their bathroom. Each time I have asked total strangers for help they have responded positively. My confidence level for completing stage 2 and 3 of my adventure, where I’ll be on my own, successfully grows with each positive contact. But the best contact with a “Road Angel” happens during my break.
20 miles out I took a break to eat a Fiber One bar I had with me. As I’m eating my snack enjoying looking at the mountains in the distance I’m speculating the range to my southwest are the Greenhorn mountain range and I’m pretty sure the tallest mountain I see to the northwest has to be Pike’s Peak. About this time a pick-up pulls up beside me and the gentleman driving lowers the passenger window and asks if I’m OK. To which I reply yes fine. He then asks if I’d like a ride. I hesitated thinking today’s ride is short and I’m nearly half done but I do have a saddle sore on my right butt cheek which has been giving me a pain for the past few days. While I’m pondering all this, the guy says I’m going to Pueblo. OK, why not it’s not like this is the first time I’m accepting a ride. Outstanding decision on my part so far this adventure.
After I’ve loaded my bike into the back of the pick-up the driver introduces himself to
me, Carl McClure is his name. I in turn introduce myself and we hop in the truck and set off toward Pueblo. Carl is a former teacher, he had taught in Iowa which gave us something to talk about the Registers Great Bicycle Ride Across Iowa (RAGBRAI) which I’ve done the past four years. I learn Carl decided he’d had enough being a
school teacher and decided to move back to Olney Springs where he and his wife
purchased a 300 acre farm. The conversation from here gets even better. In addition to farming, Carl also works for the Colorado Dept. of Corrections at the facility I passed a few miles back. That’s not all he is a Board of Director member for the Southeastern CO Water Conservancy District, a 300 million dollar project to extend the Colorado canal to the entire eastern part of the State.
me, Carl McClure is his name. I in turn introduce myself and we hop in the truck and set off toward Pueblo. Carl is a former teacher, he had taught in Iowa which gave us something to talk about the Registers Great Bicycle Ride Across Iowa (RAGBRAI) which I’ve done the past four years. I learn Carl decided he’d had enough being a
school teacher and decided to move back to Olney Springs where he and his wife
purchased a 300 acre farm. The conversation from here gets even better. In addition to farming, Carl also works for the Colorado Dept. of Corrections at the facility I passed a few miles back. That’s not all he is a Board of Director member for the Southeastern CO Water Conservancy District, a 300 million dollar project to extend the Colorado canal to the entire eastern part of the State.
I didn’t go much more then a mile when Pepper drives by. A mile later I meet him at the corner we need to turn to get to the Guesthouse Inn and Suites. It was too early to check in so Pepper drove me to a Carl’s Junior restaurant where I hung out for a couple hours writing some of today’s journal. Pepper came back picked me up and took me to the motel to check in. It’s not the Hilton but it’s clean and comfortable, has a pool and FREE laundry. Though I did laundry yesterday with Chet and Trish I decided to do what few clothes I had dirtied to get done. Besides it gave me more time to continue this journal.
It felt so good to take a long, slow hot shower. I did have a bit of a shock when I checked out this ole’ body in the large mirror over the wash basin. My love handles have dropped to down to my hips giving the appearance of having a tire around them. I might add a radial tire with all the glass belts broken on one side sagging like you see in the cartoons of naked old geezers. Oh I guess I do fit that category. Well, with this revelation I had to have a couple beers to forget the harrowing sight I beheld in the mirror. Gees, I’m really looking like an Old Guy!
4 Comments
ted moore
July 4, 2011Been following you since the start. You seem to be doing great now. Was wondering if you were going to make it happy during Kentucky area, but you seem to have figured out how much to do to an old body. Knew you would probably do it all even if it was not the wisest decision since I know your stubourness(sp?). Remembered the open Achilles tendon in Philmont story as told by your scouts (you never have owned up to how bad it was). Keep on truckin, oops cyclin.
admin
July 5, 2011Hi Ted, What do you mean I’m stubborn? It’s determination and attitude, sometimes I feel like giving up but its folks like you which keeps me going. I’ll hang in there until my body and or mind give out. Hope you are enjoying my little stories from the road.
Linda Kaeding
July 4, 2011Hi Frank!
I too have been following your journey and enjoy your postings. I’m sending you good thoughts and prayers on this great American Holiday. Keep plugging away–I have EVERY confidence you’ll make it. You’re in my favorite state right now–Wayne & I were at one time (before grandchildren), going to retire there. ‘Just goes to show ‘ya how life changes! Happy 4th–keep in touch!
admin
July 5, 2011Hi Linda, Glad you are enjoying my journal. I do try to keep it positive and provide some entertaining moments from the road. Coloradoe is my secod most favorite State behind Alaska. Ms. Vickie and I have given serious thought to living in CO on more then one occassion over the years. I trust you had a great 4th!