I am really excited to tell you about my weekend, so bare with me and I’ll explain the week in a few short sentences so I can talk about the weekend.
Read a book, it was boring. “Roads” by Larry McMurtry, is a book about him driving some American highways and he writes about what he sees. I thought I would like it since I recently found out I like travel writings. It wasn’t for me. Didn’t ride my bicycle everyday due to work, rain, and a cold. That was the week.
Ok, now the weekend. Well it started on Friday, I was going climbing after work with my fiancée, I was feeling better from my cold, but when we got there it was closed due to a climbing competition. Didn’t bother me too much. So we then went to get fish tacos. We went to a tiny authentic Mexican restaurant called La Casita. While waiting for forty minutes I noticed the occupancy sign said “80,” there was clearly more then 80 people there but that was a good sign, means the food is good and it was. Well, the fajitas we had were, the fish taco, only ok. The fajita was a trio of fish, shrimp, and scallops on top of a bed of peppers, onions, and tomatoes, tortilla shells and all the fixens to top it off. She drank a strawberry margarita, which was tasty, and I stuck to water due to mountain biking trip the next day. After dinner, we watched a movie and I was early to bed with a good weather report for the next day.
6:45 am came quick, but was good because I hardly slept anyway. Packed up the car and put the bike on top, a few stops for gas, cash and some travel snacks, and I was on the road. Now, I realize I didn’t get into the book about a guy driving a highway and then writing about it, but I have to tell you about some thing I saw on the way because I was amazed by it. It’s only a few sentences not a whole book. So the morning had a fog that you couldn’t see but maybe a half mile. That may seem like quite a bit of distance but not when your on a flat, straight road, and I was. 70 westbound is a straight shot to Indianapolis with just a handful of tiny hills and slight turns for 140 plus miles. West of Dayton I passed a group of more than fifty motorcycles. I thought to myself, “that’s cool, must be a clubs first ride of the year.” Less then a mile a few more bikes. Then a few more. Then out of the fog another huge group and they kept coming after that. One or two bikes here, a few there, a big group, a small group. It was never ending. There were Harleys, Hondas, Suzuki’s, all brands. Single riders, couples, men, women, old, young. They road cruisers, crotch rockets, touring bikes, trikes, side cars, bobbers, choppers, there was even an enduro bike(on/off road bike). I even saw a group of twenty riders with the same bike, uniform , and helmets, I assumed they were a group of cops. It was AMAZING! I wondered all day yesterday and today what they were riding for and were they were going or coming from so early in the morning. So, obviously, when I got home I jumped on the internet to find out( after a shower, dinner, and frozen yogurt). Apparently, there was two internal support beams from one of the trade center buildings from the 9/11 attacks traveling from Richmond, Indiana to Indianapolis, and the respectful riders were their escorts. That’s right, riders from all over came to escort the twin 22 foot beams to their final resting place, erected as a memorial in Indianapolis. I didn’t see the trucks or the beams( wish I could have) because they were still in Richmond waiting for there army of riders.
When I read that I was even more amazed. So a few minutes on You Tube and here they are;
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-HH4SKSEymc
After passing through Indianapolis it started to rain. Ugh, can’t mountain bike in the rain. So for the last hour plus I watched the windshield wipers slap back and forth. Arriving at Kickapoo State Park (named after the Kickapoo Indians) a few minutes after eleven, the rain had stopped and I met up with Nick. We walked down the trail a little, or should I say swam down the trail, and realized it was way to wet to ride. We checked the weather again, thanks to the Iphone of his, and it looked grim. Rain until 11am then thunderstorms until 5pm and cloudy until Sunday. In less then 12 hours the weather went from partly cloudy to rain all day. Damn you mid-west weather. So we walked back to the cars and decided we could at least do a little hiking while we were here. So we headed into town grabbed a pair of Payless special hiking shoes called Rugged Outbacks, a few tacos at the bell, and headed back. When we walked out of Taco Bell, the sun was beaming down hard and the temp was climbing. We went back hiked a couple of miles in the warm sunshine then headed to camp.
Moving on. We went to dinner at a gem of a place called the Little Nugget. Great food and cheap, but lacks in a sense that, for lack of not having the right words to describe it, a shit-hole place. While feasting on some delicious frisco melts, we politely asked for some silverware from a young employee that simply replied, “What kind?” Uhhh… We were stumped. Not sure if that was a trick question or she was toying with our minds, we just sat there and stared at her with a dumbfounded look on our face for what felt like hours. Finally, after the long seconds of blank staring she went and got us silverware. A fork and knife to be specific, in case you were wondering what kind.
The rest of the evening was filled with crystal clear skies, bright stars,a good campfire, and a 12 pack of Bud Light. After breakfast this morning, we added a couple more miles to our hiking shoes under more clear skies before heading home. And that brings us to now, again, after a shower, dinner, frozen yogurt, and a little research on the computer.
Wow that was a lot to tell. don’t worry I won’t be upset if you had to take breaks during my story, I did. This week I don’t have a challenge, I have to clean up the yard and patio, which if you saw my yard and patio would look like a challenge. So that’s it for now, until next week, if you knew that you couldn’t fail, what would you attempt? Think about it.
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