What a great morning it was! I made it to Lexington with relative ease. Sunday morning and traffic wasn't bad. Then Bam! Everything changed. Everybody decided to go get out in their car, and drive on US60. As I was coming into Lexington, I decided to eat lunch, before I crossed it. I did, then set back out for the long trek across Lexington. It was a nice city! Lots to see, and I went through their downtown area. It seemed like it would be a relatively straight shot through. But leave it to me to mess it up. I did make a turn or two in the downtown area that required re-routing on my part. I was distracted with homeless people interested in "my cart", one-way streets, and trying to follow US60 through downtown. I lost a little (well, more than a little) time there today, but made it out with everything that I had going into it. That was success! I stopped at the edge of town - just as the "last" services were available before the next big town (Winchester, about 20 more miles). The McDonald's was my choice, as I could get a tea there. The hot fudge sundae called my name, and I answered. The young 16 yr old who took my order asked how much I had just run. He opened that can of worms up. I said, "From Frankfort, and I'm heading to Winchester". The look on his face was priceless. I told him what I was doing, and he responded, "How can you do that?" I said, "You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and you get there.". He responded, "I'm going to play in the NBA!". I told him I know he will. And he knew I meant it. I told him we can all do whatever we set our mind to. And I'll look for him in about 5 years in the NBA. I took my ice cream, sat down, and begin to relax a minute. I look up, and there he is. With his hot fudge sundae (and French fries), sitting down in the seat across from me at my table. Break time for him......he said, "I find you fascinating ". I told him I found him fascinating, too. His immediate response of his dreams, to watching me live my dreams, made us kindred spirits. We were in the Mutual Admiration's Club together. We sat and talked for at least 30 min. He told me about what he sees his future holding for him.....great things. This young man is determined! He found my story interesting......that I would not just say I was going to run across America.....but that I was doing it. He liked that. He talked about how society places limits on people, when in fact, the only limits we have are in our own mind. We agreed we can do anything - if you want it bad enough. His mom (he doesn't know his dad), has raised him well. She supports him, encourages him, and wants him to never let anything stop him from getting his education, and going to the NBA. What a good Mama!! He asked me many questions, about my life and about my Crossing. We talked about God's Will for us in life. He's a believer that God's Will will be done. That we can try to live by our own Will's......but ultimately, it's up to God. We agreed on that 100%. His faith, at such a young age, is so strong. Inspiring. He said, "When I'm not sure if I can do something, I'm going to think of you.". That was touching. That moment in McD was 'meant to be' today. We shared our faith, our passions, our philosophies, as we each ate our hot fudge sundae. Very surreal. Very memorable. I will look for Stephen in about 5 years in the NBA.
I left McD and Stephen, and started making my way to Winchester. It would be a long, hard struggle. No shoulder, white line, rumble strip. And LOTS of traffic, and it equals misery. I did get it done. It was a hard afternoon. David called and talked to me several times. He could hear my weary voice, my beat-down of the afternoon, and kept encouraging me. I appreciated it so much. As I got to Winchester, to top it all off, there was construction on US60 through town. I was being tested......one obstacle after another. But I was determined, and I did get through town and to my motel. My goal was to get to the other side of town so I could get out easily in the morning. Just hop on US60, and in about a mile or two, be away from town-traffic, anyway.
Speaking of.....tomorrow will be unique. I'm going to TRY and sleep in. It's going to rain, and I'm going to make it a short day to Mount Sterling. That's my tentative plan. It could change - depending on weather, but we'll see what the day brings. I plan on starting later on in the morning. Not early.
Hygiene Report:
I showered for what seemed like forever. It felt extra wonderful today. Lots of lotion, and some foot care. I will stay up a little later, as in going to try and sleep til around 7?!? What?!? I'm going to try to.
There are several motels around here, but no food in walking distance. Odd. But I ordered food, and they delivered it. Seems this is normal here, as there's no restaurant's around. I got a chicken sandwich - and it was delicious. That what the motel girl said to get. She's right, it was good!
I'm staying at the Quality Inn in Winchester, and it's really, really nice. I'm even going to be here in the morning to go have their breakfast. That will be a first! In 61 days, I'm finally going to eat a breakfast that the hotel puts out.
Not sure what time I'll start tomorrow. Depends on the rain. We'll see how it goes.
Happy Monday to you all!
Cyndi
Sunday, May 31, 2015
Day 61 - Winchester, hopefully
I left my motel, happily. The people were so nice, but the motel was awful. I put my head on the pillow, and it smelled foul. I used a towel from the bathroom, to place over it to get to sleep. I awoke before my alarm, and was ready to get up and leave. Its purpose had been served. Laundry, some rest, and shower. I did not want to stay there any longer than need be. I still needed to get across Frankfort, anyway, to get out of town.
The sun eventually came up, and I always feel a little more comfortable when it's light outside. The traffic is indeed, light. I'm enjoying the miles and miles of green pastures, many horses on grand, elaborate ranches. There are dark clouds blowing by, with only threats of rain. It may rain at some point, but that remains to be determined. And that may determine how far I go today. My goal is Winchester. I'm hoping to stop for lunch in Lexington. This is such a great area of Kentucky! Rolling, beautiful countryside.
I went by Keeneland Race Course coming into Lexington. So cool!!! The stone fence around it is amazing. The whole thing is a sight to see. The airport is across the highway, and planes are flying low and landing, just right above me. Lots to see!!
Have a good Sunday, and we'll see where the day ends up.
Cyndi
The sun eventually came up, and I always feel a little more comfortable when it's light outside. The traffic is indeed, light. I'm enjoying the miles and miles of green pastures, many horses on grand, elaborate ranches. There are dark clouds blowing by, with only threats of rain. It may rain at some point, but that remains to be determined. And that may determine how far I go today. My goal is Winchester. I'm hoping to stop for lunch in Lexington. This is such a great area of Kentucky! Rolling, beautiful countryside.
I went by Keeneland Race Course coming into Lexington. So cool!!! The stone fence around it is amazing. The whole thing is a sight to see. The airport is across the highway, and planes are flying low and landing, just right above me. Lots to see!!
Have a good Sunday, and we'll see where the day ends up.
Cyndi
Saturday, May 30, 2015
Day and Night 60 - Capital City/Frankfort
My final destination, Frankfort, was the plan. It would be a bit of a longer day, but with the sunshine, it's always more enjoyable. Getting the rest of the way out of the Louisville suburbs was sweet. Sidewalks and shoulders. I really enjoyed that. Once out of town, US60 showed me its small shoulder with the usual rumble strip. I kept moving, on and off the road, as needed. Since it was Saturday, the morning traffic wasn't bad. But eventually, people were out and about. We all fought for space on the road. As were the cycling folks! They were out trying to get their space on the highway, too.
I was moving through Shelbyville, and was really enjoying everything about it. The Victorian homes, the quaint downtown area (I really, really wanted to be shopping there!!), the sidewalks through town, the shade from the huge trees, and the food opportunities were all priceless. I did stop to enjoy a mini-blizzard at DQ, their new Jurassic smash (peanut butter cookies and choc chip cookie dough).
About to head out of Shelbyville, I was passing by a business/parking lot on my left, there was someone walking toward me with a baby. What a cute baby, I thought, staring at the little boy. Then it hit me.....that's Shannon. She's a ultra runner, who has done a lot of the same races as I have, and as John has. She has her 8 month old, Connor, with her. It was SO nice to see her, and I was very surprised. I knew she was going to see John today, as I believe Shannon lives in Louisville. But she came an hour out to see me, and bring me fruit. Cold fruit, cut up, packed in a little cooler. I really appreciated that. Later that day, around 2pm when I was super hot, I pulled out the cold fruit, and ate every last piece of it. It was perfect in every way. Thanks, Shannon!!
As I was out on the open road, just moving along and looking around, when a man stopped. He wanted to see if I had a baby in my stroller. I explained what I was doing, but there was a language barrier, and he was still unsure. He could not process that I didn't need a ride. He had seen me many miles back. It just didn't make sense to him. He did pull away, and moved on. I was about 3 miles further, and there he is again, this time, not in the car he had been in. He told me there was a side road that paralleled US60 that "would be quieter ". I was still trying to figure out where he came from?! I thanked him, and thought about what he had said. I did not stick around to talk. I did see the road he spoke about. It was Old US60, but I did not take it. Quieter is not always safer. I think he was trying to help, but I just don't trust "situations", sometimes.
Time moved nicely, and before I knew it, I was beginning to come into Frankfort, the capital of Kentucky. I won't be seeing much of it, but I'm sure it would be nice to go see it all. Not this trip. Since Interstate 64 parallels US60, that's where all the motels were. I started taking a short cut across to that area (through a neighborhood), when a police car appeared behind me, lights on. He insisted on "looking in my stroller" to verify there really is no baby. He asked for my license, and continued to "run it". All clear. He had a thousand questions. Finally, I was free to go. I admit to being irritated with that police stop. His judgmental nature annoyed me. "You can understand why people think your homeless, right", he says to me. I was not in the mood. I was glad when he left, and I got on my way again. My shortcut took me directly to America's Best Value Inn near the interstate. The man who checked me in was so kind. And I appreciated that very much. He put me close, up front, to the office. That always makes me feel safer.
Bonus of this great day? A Mexican food restaurant across the street. I had the usual, quesadilla. It was a perfect ending to my great day.
I'm getting to bed early (surprise!), and heading to the Lexington area tomorrow. If everything works out, I may head to Winchester......depends on the weather. I have to take a different highway in the morning to get back to US60. Since it's Sunday, I'm hoping traffic will be manageable.
The day was wonderful, and I'd love another one like it tomorrow!
I heard there were blue skies there? I hope rain subsides to give everyone a nice Sunday.
Cyndi
I was moving through Shelbyville, and was really enjoying everything about it. The Victorian homes, the quaint downtown area (I really, really wanted to be shopping there!!), the sidewalks through town, the shade from the huge trees, and the food opportunities were all priceless. I did stop to enjoy a mini-blizzard at DQ, their new Jurassic smash (peanut butter cookies and choc chip cookie dough).
About to head out of Shelbyville, I was passing by a business/parking lot on my left, there was someone walking toward me with a baby. What a cute baby, I thought, staring at the little boy. Then it hit me.....that's Shannon. She's a ultra runner, who has done a lot of the same races as I have, and as John has. She has her 8 month old, Connor, with her. It was SO nice to see her, and I was very surprised. I knew she was going to see John today, as I believe Shannon lives in Louisville. But she came an hour out to see me, and bring me fruit. Cold fruit, cut up, packed in a little cooler. I really appreciated that. Later that day, around 2pm when I was super hot, I pulled out the cold fruit, and ate every last piece of it. It was perfect in every way. Thanks, Shannon!!
As I was out on the open road, just moving along and looking around, when a man stopped. He wanted to see if I had a baby in my stroller. I explained what I was doing, but there was a language barrier, and he was still unsure. He could not process that I didn't need a ride. He had seen me many miles back. It just didn't make sense to him. He did pull away, and moved on. I was about 3 miles further, and there he is again, this time, not in the car he had been in. He told me there was a side road that paralleled US60 that "would be quieter ". I was still trying to figure out where he came from?! I thanked him, and thought about what he had said. I did not stick around to talk. I did see the road he spoke about. It was Old US60, but I did not take it. Quieter is not always safer. I think he was trying to help, but I just don't trust "situations", sometimes.
Time moved nicely, and before I knew it, I was beginning to come into Frankfort, the capital of Kentucky. I won't be seeing much of it, but I'm sure it would be nice to go see it all. Not this trip. Since Interstate 64 parallels US60, that's where all the motels were. I started taking a short cut across to that area (through a neighborhood), when a police car appeared behind me, lights on. He insisted on "looking in my stroller" to verify there really is no baby. He asked for my license, and continued to "run it". All clear. He had a thousand questions. Finally, I was free to go. I admit to being irritated with that police stop. His judgmental nature annoyed me. "You can understand why people think your homeless, right", he says to me. I was not in the mood. I was glad when he left, and I got on my way again. My shortcut took me directly to America's Best Value Inn near the interstate. The man who checked me in was so kind. And I appreciated that very much. He put me close, up front, to the office. That always makes me feel safer.
Bonus of this great day? A Mexican food restaurant across the street. I had the usual, quesadilla. It was a perfect ending to my great day.
I'm getting to bed early (surprise!), and heading to the Lexington area tomorrow. If everything works out, I may head to Winchester......depends on the weather. I have to take a different highway in the morning to get back to US60. Since it's Sunday, I'm hoping traffic will be manageable.
The day was wonderful, and I'd love another one like it tomorrow!
I heard there were blue skies there? I hope rain subsides to give everyone a nice Sunday.
Cyndi
Day 60 Begins
I have so much good news, I just have to put down all my thoughts down into words. Last night, after I ate my quesadilla (and my brownie) at Qdoba, I went back to my Residence Inn room, and curled up on the couch to watch a little TV. It felt so good. I had stocked up on my supplies earlier in the day at Walmart, I had lots of fruit, and a grand dinner. My clothes are clean, and I'm clean and safe. About that time, David FaceTime 'd me. It's always great seeing him, as well as talking to him. He had our catahoula, Daisy, with him. I was happy to see her! She's my running partner, and I miss her. We talked, and caught up on the day. It had been a good Friday.
Afterwards, I decided to go get a cup of coffee from the office. They have it there 24/7 AND they have decaf. AND they have dark choc hot choc mix. I mix the two items, for a fabulous ending to my evening.
I want to stay up longer, but I know better. 42 miles tomorrow means I need rest and sleep. I look at the weather one more time. Possible rain all day. Okay, I'll wrap everything up tight. It's better than storms!
I awaken on Day 60, excited it's actually been 60 days. And....I'm 3/4 way done. How awesome. I look outside, and it's dry. Hummm. I look at the weather - and it's changed. Partly cloudy, not nec rain. How grand!! I'm not going to wrap up any of my stuff. I'm just not. I did get new rice for the bags my electronic devices would hide in - if need be. I did a quick inventory, and started discarding "extras" in my cart. I carry less and less all the time. I'm bubbling inside thinking about my milage left. 700 ish.
Continuing with good things, Louisville has many sidewalks and bike lanes. My exit out of town has been smooth due to that, and the fact it's Saturday.....less morning traffic. No rain, and I'm able to enjoy again. Those "hard" days in a row can wear on me, but then a series of beautiful days happen. The bad days fade. And my cleaning out of my cart has made it noticeably lighter. And even though I don't need anything yet, there are plenty of gas stations/conv stores around.
So as you can tell, I'm happy to report all these great things. This is when I'm so happy that I'm outside doing this. I can finally look around Kentucky, and appreciate the nature, and the beauty it has to offer.
Interestingly enough, I went to put on my other pair of Altra shoes today, because it may not rain, and noticed a nail in one of them. Glad I'm not doing this barefoot.
I'm heading to Frankfort. I'm in no hurry, and want to enjoy my day. I hope you do the same.
Cyndi
Afterwards, I decided to go get a cup of coffee from the office. They have it there 24/7 AND they have decaf. AND they have dark choc hot choc mix. I mix the two items, for a fabulous ending to my evening.
I want to stay up longer, but I know better. 42 miles tomorrow means I need rest and sleep. I look at the weather one more time. Possible rain all day. Okay, I'll wrap everything up tight. It's better than storms!
I awaken on Day 60, excited it's actually been 60 days. And....I'm 3/4 way done. How awesome. I look outside, and it's dry. Hummm. I look at the weather - and it's changed. Partly cloudy, not nec rain. How grand!! I'm not going to wrap up any of my stuff. I'm just not. I did get new rice for the bags my electronic devices would hide in - if need be. I did a quick inventory, and started discarding "extras" in my cart. I carry less and less all the time. I'm bubbling inside thinking about my milage left. 700 ish.
Continuing with good things, Louisville has many sidewalks and bike lanes. My exit out of town has been smooth due to that, and the fact it's Saturday.....less morning traffic. No rain, and I'm able to enjoy again. Those "hard" days in a row can wear on me, but then a series of beautiful days happen. The bad days fade. And my cleaning out of my cart has made it noticeably lighter. And even though I don't need anything yet, there are plenty of gas stations/conv stores around.
So as you can tell, I'm happy to report all these great things. This is when I'm so happy that I'm outside doing this. I can finally look around Kentucky, and appreciate the nature, and the beauty it has to offer.
Interestingly enough, I went to put on my other pair of Altra shoes today, because it may not rain, and noticed a nail in one of them. Glad I'm not doing this barefoot.
I'm heading to Frankfort. I'm in no hurry, and want to enjoy my day. I hope you do the same.
Cyndi
Friday, May 29, 2015
Day 59 - Let's go to Louisville
As I left the Golden Manor Inn this morning, I know that last night was the best nights sleep/rest I've had in awhile! I can't say why, I slept SO hard. I hop on US60, which is also 31W/Dixie Hwy. And there it is.....a shoulder. It's early, traffic is light, and I move down the road. I do stop at one point, to get coffee, in the first town. The clerk says, "It's on her". I thanked her, and thought that was very sweet. I drink it, and keep moving. Yum! As the sun rises, I stop to use the bathroom, I mean, the side of the road. I look down at my legs and wondered if I was hurt? Blood, thick ooey grossness. No, I'm not hurt. Oh, I know, I ran over a ketchup packet? Yeah, that's it. No, it's not. I'm trying to make myself feel better. There's roadkill everywhere. I get my wipes out, and clean up the crime scene on my legs and shoes. What can you do? Sure hope my hotel tonight has laundry facilities.
I make my way down this lovely Kentucky shoulder. How did I get so fortunate?! The weather is perfect (clouds, but no rain). Before I know it, I'm in a town called West Point. I'm fascinated with the businesses here. They are, in this order by most types: 1) Girls,Girls, Girls Establishments. The Sin Den, the Red Door Lounge, the Green Light, etc. You get the idea. And it's early in the morning, and there are cars at all of these places! And they are open. Wow. 2) Liquor Stores. Lots of them. 3) Gun Stores. I'm not sure that all these things are good. All I know for sure is that the church across from one of the "Girls XXX" places is For Sale. The church. For sale. I guess they didn't stand a chance in this town.
Moving on, I still have a shoulder. I'm moving into the outskirts of Louisville. There are real places like a Target. A Walmart. A Kroger. I'm in heaven!!! And any fast food place you want. This is going to be good. I stop at the Walmart, and get lots of fruit, and other supplies for the next few days. I got a shopping cart and felt like a real person again. This day gets better all the time.
Now, it's time to get across Louisville. I have found a route, using my "maps" on my phone, asking for a "walking" route with sidewalks. And my phone delivered - big time. I had many turns, went through a number of bad, bad areas of town, but I was safe from cars on the sidewalk. I did not look anyone in the eye, I kept my head down, and kept hustling through the bad areas of town. Finally, it changed. It was like day and night. I find that I slowed my pace as I got into the nicer areas of town. I went through the Southern Baptist Theological School area, and what a beautiful campus!! The neighborhoods I went through were fabulous, just gorgeous. I really enjoyed that part. And, there were regular shopping places, malls, and all kinds of food options that I recognize. I'm loving this day. Even if I pass them by, just seeing it all, comforts me. It's been at least a month (or more!) since I've seen a real city. I'm used to motels, conv stores.....and maybe a Walmart (only on occasion). I've eaten sandwiches from conv stores more than you'll ever know. Not today!
I make it through Louisville, and continue out US60 to get out of town a bit. I go through St Matthew, and head toward the Wildwood suburb. I get to the intersection where my Residence Inn is located. It looks like a apartment complex. I didn't remember that marriott hotel being like that, but I'm game. I turn to get there......and there it is......a Qdoba! A quesadilla will be dinner. I can't wait. I check in the hotel (apartment), and sure enough, it's a little apartment. I have a living area, desk, separate bathroom area, a real kitchen. I had no idea. And.....it's less money than most of the hotels I've stayed at (as few as they were). I'm usually a motel kind-of-girl. I unload my cart, and want to go eat. But I'll shower first.
Hygiene Report:
I did indeed shower, I put a load of laundry in (yay, you know that makes me happy). My socks and shorts needed it - from the roadkill splatter. I think a car ran over something, and it got on me, while it was still dark. I have a healthy coat of lotion on, and ready to go eat.
I walk to the Qboda, got my food, and decide to eat it there. I relaxed and enjoyed my dinner. It's a hour later here, so it was technically dinner time for me. I even got one of their brownies for dessert.
Back to the hotel to get my laundry. I hang it all up, as it will be dry by morning. Speaking of morning, I will head out early for two reasons 1) avoid this crazy traffic in this area (and the shoulder is about 2 ft, around here), and 2) rain comes later in the day.....according to the news. I'm going to be heading down US60 to Frankfort. An interesting thing to note is that from here on out (for quite awhile), US60 parallels I64. And most motels/hotels will be off the Interstate 64. So we will be going off route 1/2-1 mile to get to them. I will tell you that whenever there is rain in the forecast, it's a good idea to go 5, 10 or more miles (walking) in the rain - rather than camp in the rain. Nobody likes to camp out in the rain. So both John and I do what we can to make sure we have a place to stay. As best as we can, anyway.
I've had the kind of day I remember fondly. Nice, pretty easy, access to food, and a nice place to stay. This makes running across America so enjoyable!! I love these type of days.
Hope your Friday was a good one. It's the weekend. Whoop Whoop!
Cyndi
I make my way down this lovely Kentucky shoulder. How did I get so fortunate?! The weather is perfect (clouds, but no rain). Before I know it, I'm in a town called West Point. I'm fascinated with the businesses here. They are, in this order by most types: 1) Girls,Girls, Girls Establishments. The Sin Den, the Red Door Lounge, the Green Light, etc. You get the idea. And it's early in the morning, and there are cars at all of these places! And they are open. Wow. 2) Liquor Stores. Lots of them. 3) Gun Stores. I'm not sure that all these things are good. All I know for sure is that the church across from one of the "Girls XXX" places is For Sale. The church. For sale. I guess they didn't stand a chance in this town.
Moving on, I still have a shoulder. I'm moving into the outskirts of Louisville. There are real places like a Target. A Walmart. A Kroger. I'm in heaven!!! And any fast food place you want. This is going to be good. I stop at the Walmart, and get lots of fruit, and other supplies for the next few days. I got a shopping cart and felt like a real person again. This day gets better all the time.
Now, it's time to get across Louisville. I have found a route, using my "maps" on my phone, asking for a "walking" route with sidewalks. And my phone delivered - big time. I had many turns, went through a number of bad, bad areas of town, but I was safe from cars on the sidewalk. I did not look anyone in the eye, I kept my head down, and kept hustling through the bad areas of town. Finally, it changed. It was like day and night. I find that I slowed my pace as I got into the nicer areas of town. I went through the Southern Baptist Theological School area, and what a beautiful campus!! The neighborhoods I went through were fabulous, just gorgeous. I really enjoyed that part. And, there were regular shopping places, malls, and all kinds of food options that I recognize. I'm loving this day. Even if I pass them by, just seeing it all, comforts me. It's been at least a month (or more!) since I've seen a real city. I'm used to motels, conv stores.....and maybe a Walmart (only on occasion). I've eaten sandwiches from conv stores more than you'll ever know. Not today!
I make it through Louisville, and continue out US60 to get out of town a bit. I go through St Matthew, and head toward the Wildwood suburb. I get to the intersection where my Residence Inn is located. It looks like a apartment complex. I didn't remember that marriott hotel being like that, but I'm game. I turn to get there......and there it is......a Qdoba! A quesadilla will be dinner. I can't wait. I check in the hotel (apartment), and sure enough, it's a little apartment. I have a living area, desk, separate bathroom area, a real kitchen. I had no idea. And.....it's less money than most of the hotels I've stayed at (as few as they were). I'm usually a motel kind-of-girl. I unload my cart, and want to go eat. But I'll shower first.
Hygiene Report:
I did indeed shower, I put a load of laundry in (yay, you know that makes me happy). My socks and shorts needed it - from the roadkill splatter. I think a car ran over something, and it got on me, while it was still dark. I have a healthy coat of lotion on, and ready to go eat.
I walk to the Qboda, got my food, and decide to eat it there. I relaxed and enjoyed my dinner. It's a hour later here, so it was technically dinner time for me. I even got one of their brownies for dessert.
Back to the hotel to get my laundry. I hang it all up, as it will be dry by morning. Speaking of morning, I will head out early for two reasons 1) avoid this crazy traffic in this area (and the shoulder is about 2 ft, around here), and 2) rain comes later in the day.....according to the news. I'm going to be heading down US60 to Frankfort. An interesting thing to note is that from here on out (for quite awhile), US60 parallels I64. And most motels/hotels will be off the Interstate 64. So we will be going off route 1/2-1 mile to get to them. I will tell you that whenever there is rain in the forecast, it's a good idea to go 5, 10 or more miles (walking) in the rain - rather than camp in the rain. Nobody likes to camp out in the rain. So both John and I do what we can to make sure we have a place to stay. As best as we can, anyway.
I've had the kind of day I remember fondly. Nice, pretty easy, access to food, and a nice place to stay. This makes running across America so enjoyable!! I love these type of days.
Hope your Friday was a good one. It's the weekend. Whoop Whoop!
Cyndi
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Day and Night 58 - Muldraugh today
I didn't leave all that early this morning, and started down US60. I knew right away the shoulder was going to be another battle today. I had heavy fog, as well. It's SO pretty! But with a small shoulder, limited sight/vision, I needed to be watchful, and have my lights flashing. I realized I'm more worried about causing an accident for others, than getting hit. Don't get me wrong, I'm very vigilant, and watching, so I don't get hit. But the risk is always there, for a car to swerve, and have an accident because of me. I took my time today, getting on and off the road where need be. It's important to go ahead and take the time to do that, even though it takes longer. "Safety is not a accident ". I'm continuing to be mindful in these types of situations. I may have taken longer getting here, but I feel like it's worth it - for me - and the drivers, to be extra careful.
Traveling through the town of Irvington, the eastern time zone change took effect. It stole an hour from me. That will be our last time change.
I entered Meade County along the way, and had a representative from their paper, The Messenger, pull over to stop and talk with me. He is unsure of what will be published, if anything, but at least wanted to gather some information for the community. I'm not really sure what it all meant, but it was a nice break along the way.
As I approached Muldraugh, I could not help but notice the military presence. I felt proud to be around it all. Stations, substations, "Soldier Training Areas", and unusual (to me) planes flying overhead. Then I moved into the Fort Knox area. Army Strong! I enjoyed it, it was refreshing, and I had no idea I would be seeing it all today. What a nice surprise.
I did want to clarify, there were small patches of a wider shoulder today. I was so thankful each time I had that. No matter what the distance. John called me, as I had told him about my police/shoulder situation yesterday. They put me up on a opposite shoulder (going with the flow of traffic), and what I forgot to tell you was that it was not paved, it was small gravel. It was safer, but harder to push the cart on. I forgot to tell John that it was gravel, and not paved. He experienced that today (he's a "day" behind me). He was not pleased. It's more work, but safer. Aaaahhh, I'll remember Kentucky 'fondly' after this time on their roads. It's gorgeous here, the people are super nice and helpful, and I love the rolling hills.
Now tomorrow, I will get around Louisville! The last time I was in Louisville, I was there to participate in the Louisville Ironman (about a year and a half ago, now). We swam in the Ohio River (and I still can't believe that, it's pretty dirty), biked around the area (I remember the hills), then ran the marathon in the downtown area. It was a nice marathon course. I'm not sure how getting around the city, and back to US60 will go - with my cart - but it will be a adventure in itself.
Tonight, I'm staying at the Golden Manor Inn and Suites in Muldraugh. It's pretty nice!! I showered, and also washed my icky clothes in an actual washer. I love it when a motel/hotel has laundry facilities. It's a treat for me! It's my one thing that always makes me feel good in the morning, allows me to start my day with a fresh attitude - and fresh smelling. The fresh smelling part is short lived. But that's okay, it's part of it all. My life won't always be like that. And that's comforting.
It did not rain (on me!) today. Yay!!! It threatened, but did not get me. There is still rain in the next few days forecast, I just always hope it's not too bad (stormy). I'll hold a good thought.
David told me that the truck he bought, was delivered today. When I get a picture from him, I'll post it on Instagram. I think it's a 1968? Re-done, new engine, etc. How exciting!
TGIF for you all tomorrow! I hope it's a sun shiny Friday for everyone.
Cyndi
Traveling through the town of Irvington, the eastern time zone change took effect. It stole an hour from me. That will be our last time change.
I entered Meade County along the way, and had a representative from their paper, The Messenger, pull over to stop and talk with me. He is unsure of what will be published, if anything, but at least wanted to gather some information for the community. I'm not really sure what it all meant, but it was a nice break along the way.
As I approached Muldraugh, I could not help but notice the military presence. I felt proud to be around it all. Stations, substations, "Soldier Training Areas", and unusual (to me) planes flying overhead. Then I moved into the Fort Knox area. Army Strong! I enjoyed it, it was refreshing, and I had no idea I would be seeing it all today. What a nice surprise.
I did want to clarify, there were small patches of a wider shoulder today. I was so thankful each time I had that. No matter what the distance. John called me, as I had told him about my police/shoulder situation yesterday. They put me up on a opposite shoulder (going with the flow of traffic), and what I forgot to tell you was that it was not paved, it was small gravel. It was safer, but harder to push the cart on. I forgot to tell John that it was gravel, and not paved. He experienced that today (he's a "day" behind me). He was not pleased. It's more work, but safer. Aaaahhh, I'll remember Kentucky 'fondly' after this time on their roads. It's gorgeous here, the people are super nice and helpful, and I love the rolling hills.
Now tomorrow, I will get around Louisville! The last time I was in Louisville, I was there to participate in the Louisville Ironman (about a year and a half ago, now). We swam in the Ohio River (and I still can't believe that, it's pretty dirty), biked around the area (I remember the hills), then ran the marathon in the downtown area. It was a nice marathon course. I'm not sure how getting around the city, and back to US60 will go - with my cart - but it will be a adventure in itself.
Tonight, I'm staying at the Golden Manor Inn and Suites in Muldraugh. It's pretty nice!! I showered, and also washed my icky clothes in an actual washer. I love it when a motel/hotel has laundry facilities. It's a treat for me! It's my one thing that always makes me feel good in the morning, allows me to start my day with a fresh attitude - and fresh smelling. The fresh smelling part is short lived. But that's okay, it's part of it all. My life won't always be like that. And that's comforting.
It did not rain (on me!) today. Yay!!! It threatened, but did not get me. There is still rain in the next few days forecast, I just always hope it's not too bad (stormy). I'll hold a good thought.
David told me that the truck he bought, was delivered today. When I get a picture from him, I'll post it on Instagram. I think it's a 1968? Re-done, new engine, etc. How exciting!
TGIF for you all tomorrow! I hope it's a sun shiny Friday for everyone.
Cyndi
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Day and Night 57 - A shoulder....in KY!
As usual, when I have a fabulous place to stay, I don't want to leave it. Yet, I know I have to in order to get to Virginia Beach!! The Hampton Inn in Owensboro was fabulous. I esp enjoyed the food in their restaurant. It was fancy, tasty and delicious. And they have coffee available 24/7 in the lobby. One of my personal favorite things about a hotel.
Sorry, I got distracted with all the amenities. I left early, and got out of town before traffic. And to my pleasant surprise, I had a shoulder on 231/US60!!!!! A real, live shoulder. I was so very happy. This went on and on for miles, and when I made the turn onto US60 (where it separates from 231), I STILL had a shoulder. The weather is nice, clouds looming, but nice still. Life is certainly good. I need to go about 48 miles to a motel in Hardinsburg. I move along nicely, and get past Lewisport. Uh oh. Back to the 1 foot shoulder with the rumble strip. Well, dang. At least about 22 miles was a sweet shoulder. I was lucky to have it. So I disrupt drivers, as there's twists, turns and blind spots. I'm watching carefully, as I usually do. But it's a pain. At this time, US60 is a divided highway, with a grass median, and 2 lanes on each side. So the cars and trucks can get over. They do have a option, but you know how that is. After a couple of miles of this, the police "pull me over", lights on and all. The officer and I do our usual song and dance.....Baby in there? No, I'm too old to have a baby, silly officer. What are you doing? I explain. Then, he gives me the best news of the day (besides my prior shoulder good news!). There's a nice, large shoulder on the other side of the highway, the side going the same direction (east) as I am. I explain that I'm usually "not allowed" to travel with the flow of the traffic, plus I'd rather see that car hit me - than be surprised by it. He said their police dept prefers people use the wide shoulder on the other side of the highway, and just stay close to the side. I'm elated!!!! A shoulder again, even though it's going "with the traffic ", I have permission. I can't get there fast enough. I change to the other side of the highway. Aaaaahhhhhhh. Nice! I'm moving along well again. And when the big trucks go by me, they actually pull me down the road, rather than push me backwards (as they do on the other side). I hope all this is making sense? The officer also told me, after Hawesville, a shoulder is there again, facing traffic, as well, and I can change back over if I'd like. And it's there until I get to my final destination. So cool.
I move on, and pass Hawesville, just barely out of the town. That's when a truck pulls over and tells me a big storm is coming. Thunder, lightening and all. He tells me to go back to town, and take shelter. He then gets his phone out to show me the radar. Oh yeah, it's about to hit. I saw the dark clouds behind me, but I don't always know how bad it's going to get. This was going to be bad. I turn around, and run as fast as I can back to town. I make it to the first business, a auto parts place, and in the nick of time, the storm hits hard. Now, the town's storm sirens are going off, rain is blowing crazy, sideways. And sure enough, the thunder and lightening join in. I'm safe, barely. Thanks to the Good Samaritan who told me to go back and take cover. The auto parts store lets myself - and my cart - inside. They are watching the radar, and say it will take about a hour to pass. And it does. I need to get back out there, and get going. We all look at the radar on their computer (all 3 of us there!), and see more storms/rain after awhile. I then decide to turn all my electronics (phone, satellite tracker, lights) off, wrap them up tight, and hide them away in my cart. I didn't want to risk them getting wet in this kind of bad weather. They tell me I have one more opportunity for a town, and there's one store there. In case I need protection again from a storm.
I get my cart, and everything protected, get my rain gear on......and head out. I can do this. I will do this. No crying today.
Luckily, the weather never gets "that" bad again the rest of the way. Thank goodness! I made it to Hardinsburg, and found the one motel in town. I had a reservation, and that's always reassuring to me.
I'm just so happy to be here, as that was a longer distance, and motels are scarce out here.
I'm staying at the Breckinridge Inn and Apartments. Basically, that means people live here at the motel, too. It's well kept, and will certainly do. I can't be in a Hampton Inn every night. I couldn't afford it every night, anyway. This motel is 48.00 a night. What a deal.
Hygiene Report:
I'll shower, wash my clothes in the shower, and get my cart dried out. I won't get too crazy with clean up today, as tomorrow has a chance of rain again. And you never really know if it's going to rain or not. Hard to say. Sometimes I'm good at just "letting it all be".
There's food and a conv store across the street. So really, I have everything I need. I'm getting excited, because on Friday, I travel across Louisville. As for tomorrow, I will go to Muldraugh. What a unusual name - to me. I know I'm not pronouncing it correctly when I say it.
What a day! Shoulders, storms and now, safety. I'm a lucky girl.
Cyndi
Sorry, I got distracted with all the amenities. I left early, and got out of town before traffic. And to my pleasant surprise, I had a shoulder on 231/US60!!!!! A real, live shoulder. I was so very happy. This went on and on for miles, and when I made the turn onto US60 (where it separates from 231), I STILL had a shoulder. The weather is nice, clouds looming, but nice still. Life is certainly good. I need to go about 48 miles to a motel in Hardinsburg. I move along nicely, and get past Lewisport. Uh oh. Back to the 1 foot shoulder with the rumble strip. Well, dang. At least about 22 miles was a sweet shoulder. I was lucky to have it. So I disrupt drivers, as there's twists, turns and blind spots. I'm watching carefully, as I usually do. But it's a pain. At this time, US60 is a divided highway, with a grass median, and 2 lanes on each side. So the cars and trucks can get over. They do have a option, but you know how that is. After a couple of miles of this, the police "pull me over", lights on and all. The officer and I do our usual song and dance.....Baby in there? No, I'm too old to have a baby, silly officer. What are you doing? I explain. Then, he gives me the best news of the day (besides my prior shoulder good news!). There's a nice, large shoulder on the other side of the highway, the side going the same direction (east) as I am. I explain that I'm usually "not allowed" to travel with the flow of the traffic, plus I'd rather see that car hit me - than be surprised by it. He said their police dept prefers people use the wide shoulder on the other side of the highway, and just stay close to the side. I'm elated!!!! A shoulder again, even though it's going "with the traffic ", I have permission. I can't get there fast enough. I change to the other side of the highway. Aaaaahhhhhhh. Nice! I'm moving along well again. And when the big trucks go by me, they actually pull me down the road, rather than push me backwards (as they do on the other side). I hope all this is making sense? The officer also told me, after Hawesville, a shoulder is there again, facing traffic, as well, and I can change back over if I'd like. And it's there until I get to my final destination. So cool.
I move on, and pass Hawesville, just barely out of the town. That's when a truck pulls over and tells me a big storm is coming. Thunder, lightening and all. He tells me to go back to town, and take shelter. He then gets his phone out to show me the radar. Oh yeah, it's about to hit. I saw the dark clouds behind me, but I don't always know how bad it's going to get. This was going to be bad. I turn around, and run as fast as I can back to town. I make it to the first business, a auto parts place, and in the nick of time, the storm hits hard. Now, the town's storm sirens are going off, rain is blowing crazy, sideways. And sure enough, the thunder and lightening join in. I'm safe, barely. Thanks to the Good Samaritan who told me to go back and take cover. The auto parts store lets myself - and my cart - inside. They are watching the radar, and say it will take about a hour to pass. And it does. I need to get back out there, and get going. We all look at the radar on their computer (all 3 of us there!), and see more storms/rain after awhile. I then decide to turn all my electronics (phone, satellite tracker, lights) off, wrap them up tight, and hide them away in my cart. I didn't want to risk them getting wet in this kind of bad weather. They tell me I have one more opportunity for a town, and there's one store there. In case I need protection again from a storm.
I get my cart, and everything protected, get my rain gear on......and head out. I can do this. I will do this. No crying today.
Luckily, the weather never gets "that" bad again the rest of the way. Thank goodness! I made it to Hardinsburg, and found the one motel in town. I had a reservation, and that's always reassuring to me.
I'm just so happy to be here, as that was a longer distance, and motels are scarce out here.
I'm staying at the Breckinridge Inn and Apartments. Basically, that means people live here at the motel, too. It's well kept, and will certainly do. I can't be in a Hampton Inn every night. I couldn't afford it every night, anyway. This motel is 48.00 a night. What a deal.
Hygiene Report:
I'll shower, wash my clothes in the shower, and get my cart dried out. I won't get too crazy with clean up today, as tomorrow has a chance of rain again. And you never really know if it's going to rain or not. Hard to say. Sometimes I'm good at just "letting it all be".
There's food and a conv store across the street. So really, I have everything I need. I'm getting excited, because on Friday, I travel across Louisville. As for tomorrow, I will go to Muldraugh. What a unusual name - to me. I know I'm not pronouncing it correctly when I say it.
What a day! Shoulders, storms and now, safety. I'm a lucky girl.
Cyndi
Day 57 QUICK UPDATE
Rain and intermittent storms are requiring me to turn off all electronic devices, including satellite tracker. I'm putting them all away safely in a Baggie of rice, sealed inside my cart. I'm just before Cloverport. I'll turn the tracker back in and "hit the button" when I arrive later this afternoon at my final destination. I'm doing fine. More later, Cyndi
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Day and Night 56 - Owensboro and Rain
I left the comfort of the Bed and Breakfast early this morning. It was still dark, and I was unsure of the rain situation. All I knew is that it wasn't raining - at that time - and I would get as far as I could before the rain starts. While leaving Henderson, the folks from neighboring towns were coming into it for work, I presumed. There was so much traffic, and I was vigilant in watching each and every car as they would go by me. My shoulder is thin, and I must be mindful. I knew with time, the traffic would slow, and the roads would be calmer.....once most everyone got to work. And that when happened, it was a much more peaceful US60. There would not be much between Henderson and Owensboro, per Mary and Norris. They were right. There was a cafe in a small town, about 8 miles outside of Owensboro. I hesitated to stop, as the clouds were dark and the wind was strong. But I did, and had a piece of peanut butter pie. OMGoodness, that would get me the rest of way, no problem. My miles were uneventful today, with the exception of a lady who slowed to ask me, "Where am I?!". I told her she was about 6 miles outside of Owensboro, on US60 East. She seemed surprised. Once she processed the information I had given her, she asked me if I wanted a ride there. No thanks, I replied, and I explained what I was doing. She said she hoped I would beat the rain there. I thought: Me, too.
I was at the edge of town when I realized I would not beat the rain there. It won, again. I did take shelter for about 20 min because it was literally pouring buckets. I was under an awning, at a business. It was nice to miss that drenching. Rain is one thing, "pouring" rain is another. When it lightened up, I mosey'd back out in it. There was no thunder or lightening, so that was nice.
I was looking for a place to eat, but it appeared the part of town I was going through would not be conducive for that. I kept going. As I made my way downtown, I found the Hampton Inn. And let me tell you, it's a nice one here in Owensboro. And the best part is, I have lots of time to enjoy it today!
I checked in, and put my cart in the room. I did the usual taking of items out to dry. Then went downstairs to their restaurant to eat. Good choice. I had a hamburger, and my side item was squash and zucchini. It was so good, I know I will have dinner there as well. No need to go out and about. My window faces the Ohio River, and I'm going to relax today. I'll plan my next few days, which will lead me toward Louisville. And, I will do some yoga. Definitely time to unwind. It's been a eventful few days.
Tomorrow, I want to try to get to Hardinsburg. It's between 45-50 miles, so the rest today will help me tomorrow. If it's too rainy, I will stop short tomorrow. John is still behind me a little bit, so it will all work itself out. If it's nice weather, I'll keep moving.
Hygiene Report:
Do you know it's been 56 days since I put on any makeup? My eyebrows are a hot mess. The hairs on my chiny chin chin are almost braid-able. In the whole grand scheme of things, I would consider myself very 'granola' about now. The Amish would embrace my back-to-nature self. I'm going to stay ah la natural until the bitter end. Then some poor soul will be horrified at the work my eyebrows will need. I will pay dearly to have them cleaned up, and it will be worth it.
I did shower today, and even shaved my legs. Watch out.....I have no idea who would notice otherwise. This wonderful hotel has laundry facilities for guests, so my wet clothes are now clean again. Even though they get dirty the very next day, in no time flat, it feels good to put on clean clothes in the morning. My cart is drying out, and I will re-wrap everything again in the morning. Always being ready for the rain just makes things less stressful out on the road.
I find my mood is much more joyous when the skies are blue and clear.
John and I agreed today that we can tell a noticeable difference in our bodies. They are more tired than usual, do not want to "bounce back" like they used to, and even though we may feel well, they function as they wish - not as we desire. It's good to acknowledge this, as we have to work around it, and keep going as best as we possibly can. And we will. We are both extremely determined, and can smell the finish. Still many miles to cover, but the excitement has begun to build.
Enjoy your evening,
Cyndi
I was at the edge of town when I realized I would not beat the rain there. It won, again. I did take shelter for about 20 min because it was literally pouring buckets. I was under an awning, at a business. It was nice to miss that drenching. Rain is one thing, "pouring" rain is another. When it lightened up, I mosey'd back out in it. There was no thunder or lightening, so that was nice.
I was looking for a place to eat, but it appeared the part of town I was going through would not be conducive for that. I kept going. As I made my way downtown, I found the Hampton Inn. And let me tell you, it's a nice one here in Owensboro. And the best part is, I have lots of time to enjoy it today!
I checked in, and put my cart in the room. I did the usual taking of items out to dry. Then went downstairs to their restaurant to eat. Good choice. I had a hamburger, and my side item was squash and zucchini. It was so good, I know I will have dinner there as well. No need to go out and about. My window faces the Ohio River, and I'm going to relax today. I'll plan my next few days, which will lead me toward Louisville. And, I will do some yoga. Definitely time to unwind. It's been a eventful few days.
Tomorrow, I want to try to get to Hardinsburg. It's between 45-50 miles, so the rest today will help me tomorrow. If it's too rainy, I will stop short tomorrow. John is still behind me a little bit, so it will all work itself out. If it's nice weather, I'll keep moving.
Hygiene Report:
Do you know it's been 56 days since I put on any makeup? My eyebrows are a hot mess. The hairs on my chiny chin chin are almost braid-able. In the whole grand scheme of things, I would consider myself very 'granola' about now. The Amish would embrace my back-to-nature self. I'm going to stay ah la natural until the bitter end. Then some poor soul will be horrified at the work my eyebrows will need. I will pay dearly to have them cleaned up, and it will be worth it.
I did shower today, and even shaved my legs. Watch out.....I have no idea who would notice otherwise. This wonderful hotel has laundry facilities for guests, so my wet clothes are now clean again. Even though they get dirty the very next day, in no time flat, it feels good to put on clean clothes in the morning. My cart is drying out, and I will re-wrap everything again in the morning. Always being ready for the rain just makes things less stressful out on the road.
I find my mood is much more joyous when the skies are blue and clear.
John and I agreed today that we can tell a noticeable difference in our bodies. They are more tired than usual, do not want to "bounce back" like they used to, and even though we may feel well, they function as they wish - not as we desire. It's good to acknowledge this, as we have to work around it, and keep going as best as we possibly can. And we will. We are both extremely determined, and can smell the finish. Still many miles to cover, but the excitement has begun to build.
Enjoy your evening,
Cyndi
Evening/Night 55 L&N Bed and Breakfast
I went next door to Mary and Norris's house at 5:30 pm. Norris was out back planting flowers, Mary was in the kitchen. Since the cornbread was not ready yet, she finished setting the table, while I pulled the chicken apart, and cut it up. The beans and greens were bubbling on the stove. We talked and talked, and I began doing the dishes that had accumulated. We each finished, then the cornbread was ready, and she called Norris inside. We all made our plates from the hot food in the kitchen, and took it to the kitchen table in their sunroom, facing their back yard - and Ohio River. What a view! Their back yard is elegant and well-manicured. As we ate, we watched a mockingbird pulling straw from a hanging plant to take back to its nest. We watched the hummingbirds drink the sweet water they had hanging, and enjoyed the bunnies as they pounced around the green grass. We talked, and it was a easy, relaxing meal. They have a very nice life. They have worked hard, and in fact, Norris still walks his 57 steps to his work, next door (insurance co), every day. 80 years old. Amazing.
After dinner, Mary and I dished choc ice cream (with choc chips) in cute dessert glasses. It was a perfect ending to our meal of chicken, greens, beans and cornbread. They love relish on their beans, by the way. I began doing dishes again, and she put the food up. Then, she shoo'd me back to the B&B so I could get to bed. I tried to pay for my room, and they would not let me. I appreciate their hospitality and kindness. I hugged them, and said my goodbyes, as I would not see them in the morning. What a grand experience it was.
The bed I slept in upstairs was more-than-comfortable. It was magic! This B&B is next to RR tracks (hence, the name L&N for the railroad), and the trains came through out the night. They do not blow their whistle, as they go over a bridge and do not interrupt this area directly. And as Mary said, the trains shake the bed. She was right! I did not mind, I'm pretty used to trains by now.
I made fresh coffee in the morning, and got my cart rain-ready. I'll head out very shortly. Today, I go to Owensboro. It will be around 35 miles, I think. John is back in Morganfield, and doing well.
I hope your Tuesday is a nice one. And that you enjoyed your Memorial Day weekend. "All gave some, some gave all". I'm thinking of those who serve, and have served this country. I am thankful for them, and our freedom that they provide us.
Cyndi
After dinner, Mary and I dished choc ice cream (with choc chips) in cute dessert glasses. It was a perfect ending to our meal of chicken, greens, beans and cornbread. They love relish on their beans, by the way. I began doing dishes again, and she put the food up. Then, she shoo'd me back to the B&B so I could get to bed. I tried to pay for my room, and they would not let me. I appreciate their hospitality and kindness. I hugged them, and said my goodbyes, as I would not see them in the morning. What a grand experience it was.
The bed I slept in upstairs was more-than-comfortable. It was magic! This B&B is next to RR tracks (hence, the name L&N for the railroad), and the trains came through out the night. They do not blow their whistle, as they go over a bridge and do not interrupt this area directly. And as Mary said, the trains shake the bed. She was right! I did not mind, I'm pretty used to trains by now.
I made fresh coffee in the morning, and got my cart rain-ready. I'll head out very shortly. Today, I go to Owensboro. It will be around 35 miles, I think. John is back in Morganfield, and doing well.
I hope your Tuesday is a nice one. And that you enjoyed your Memorial Day weekend. "All gave some, some gave all". I'm thinking of those who serve, and have served this country. I am thankful for them, and our freedom that they provide us.
Cyndi
Monday, May 25, 2015
Day and Night 55 - My favorite
I started from Morganfield this morning, technically, a late start for me. I needed to sleep in a little (til 6 am!). It would be my usual straight down US60, except for the addition of some rain. It rained off and on, then went to sprinkling only. And after awhile, only dark clouds who threatened more rain, but luckily, never delivered it.
I had my usual entourage of people stopping to inquire if I'm okay, need help, or want a ride. No, thank you, I'm fine. But thanks for stopping! I tell everyone what I'm doing, and then it all makes more sense. Or I'm hoping it makes more sense. One guy in a pickup that offered me a ride to Henderson, saw me in his way back home later in the day. He honked and waved as I was coming into Henderson. I made it, and he was heading back to where he had come from. It's fun to interact with others multiple times. Almost like friends out on the road.
As I'm getting closer to Henderson, my friend, Gates, texts me about a couple of Bed and Breakfast options. The two motels here are marginal, and a new option would be nice. I call the L&N Bed and Breakfast, as it is furthest across town. I talked to a sweet lady, named Mary. She tells me about her location, rates, and gave me directions. Then she asks me to call her when I get close, so she can make sure I make it to her B&B okay.
I move on down the road, wondering if I've done the right thing. I think so! They probably have laundry, even food. And I will be the only guest tonight. As I get into town, and get about 1 1/2 miles away, I call back. She answers, and we finish making the arrangements, directions and such. I tell her I'm going to stop at the Cancun Mexican Restaurant (for lunch) up ahead first, then stop for supplies, then I'll be there. She say to me, "Just one moment.". And then says to her husband, "Norris, want to go eat lunch at the Cancun Mexican Restaurant??" He says, "Yes, Sounds great!" Mary says back to me, "Okay, we'll meet you there - to have lunch with you. Let me change my clothes real quick".
Okay then. So we will have lunch together. Just like that. And we did! I got there first, and within 10 minutes, they were there. I introduced myself.......I knew them as soon as I saw them. Turns out, they know everybody. Everybody! They have lived here all their lives, he owns a Insurance Company ("57 steps from his front door"), she has run the B&B for the last 20 years. I met many people today, with them. At the restaurant, and then again at their house (next door to their B&B). They have friends over now. At 5:30 pm, I am to go back over to their house to have dinner. Roasted chicken, greens and beans. Mary and Norris are special people in this world. They have a gift. Kind, genuine and caring.
I have this huge house (B&B) to myself. I have a coffee maker, laundry, comfy bed, and lots of room to roam......in a house!!!! This is - by far - the BEST place I've stayed. The best. It makes me sad to think I have to leave. I really, really like them, as well.
I went next door to pay, and they won't let me. She just sent me back to "go nap", and rest. Oh, and dinner will be ready soon.
I can't begin to explain what is happening. It just does. My faith is deep that the Lord will care for me, esp while I am out on the road, and He does. My faith is so strong, as He has shown me over and over that things are going to be okay in these "trying" times of crossing the U.S. I never know what is coming up next, it's always a surprise. I can't even predict something like this. Much less imagine it. But I'm blessed with a magnificent 1845 house, providing me comfort, warmth, and food. And a cup of Decaf coffee, as I blog. (Thank you, Gates, for finding me this most wonderful retreat).
I better get ready for dinner.
Hygiene Report:
I showered in a claw tub with a brass hanging shower curtain rod all around it. The real deal. My bed is marvelous. I melt into it. I did my laundry in the washer in the basement. And I'm ready to eat again. I forgot to mention, I did have a quesadilla at the Mexican food restaurant. So did Norris. I'll put a picture of them on Instagram.
Better get over there. Don't want to be late for dinner!
Cyndi
I had my usual entourage of people stopping to inquire if I'm okay, need help, or want a ride. No, thank you, I'm fine. But thanks for stopping! I tell everyone what I'm doing, and then it all makes more sense. Or I'm hoping it makes more sense. One guy in a pickup that offered me a ride to Henderson, saw me in his way back home later in the day. He honked and waved as I was coming into Henderson. I made it, and he was heading back to where he had come from. It's fun to interact with others multiple times. Almost like friends out on the road.
As I'm getting closer to Henderson, my friend, Gates, texts me about a couple of Bed and Breakfast options. The two motels here are marginal, and a new option would be nice. I call the L&N Bed and Breakfast, as it is furthest across town. I talked to a sweet lady, named Mary. She tells me about her location, rates, and gave me directions. Then she asks me to call her when I get close, so she can make sure I make it to her B&B okay.
I move on down the road, wondering if I've done the right thing. I think so! They probably have laundry, even food. And I will be the only guest tonight. As I get into town, and get about 1 1/2 miles away, I call back. She answers, and we finish making the arrangements, directions and such. I tell her I'm going to stop at the Cancun Mexican Restaurant (for lunch) up ahead first, then stop for supplies, then I'll be there. She say to me, "Just one moment.". And then says to her husband, "Norris, want to go eat lunch at the Cancun Mexican Restaurant??" He says, "Yes, Sounds great!" Mary says back to me, "Okay, we'll meet you there - to have lunch with you. Let me change my clothes real quick".
Okay then. So we will have lunch together. Just like that. And we did! I got there first, and within 10 minutes, they were there. I introduced myself.......I knew them as soon as I saw them. Turns out, they know everybody. Everybody! They have lived here all their lives, he owns a Insurance Company ("57 steps from his front door"), she has run the B&B for the last 20 years. I met many people today, with them. At the restaurant, and then again at their house (next door to their B&B). They have friends over now. At 5:30 pm, I am to go back over to their house to have dinner. Roasted chicken, greens and beans. Mary and Norris are special people in this world. They have a gift. Kind, genuine and caring.
I have this huge house (B&B) to myself. I have a coffee maker, laundry, comfy bed, and lots of room to roam......in a house!!!! This is - by far - the BEST place I've stayed. The best. It makes me sad to think I have to leave. I really, really like them, as well.
I went next door to pay, and they won't let me. She just sent me back to "go nap", and rest. Oh, and dinner will be ready soon.
I can't begin to explain what is happening. It just does. My faith is deep that the Lord will care for me, esp while I am out on the road, and He does. My faith is so strong, as He has shown me over and over that things are going to be okay in these "trying" times of crossing the U.S. I never know what is coming up next, it's always a surprise. I can't even predict something like this. Much less imagine it. But I'm blessed with a magnificent 1845 house, providing me comfort, warmth, and food. And a cup of Decaf coffee, as I blog. (Thank you, Gates, for finding me this most wonderful retreat).
I better get ready for dinner.
Hygiene Report:
I showered in a claw tub with a brass hanging shower curtain rod all around it. The real deal. My bed is marvelous. I melt into it. I did my laundry in the washer in the basement. And I'm ready to eat again. I forgot to mention, I did have a quesadilla at the Mexican food restaurant. So did Norris. I'll put a picture of them on Instagram.
Better get over there. Don't want to be late for dinner!
Cyndi
Serious and Silly FAQ's
1) What do I do with my cart when I go in a convenient store, Walmart, or other type of store?
If it's a convenience store, I park it just outside the door, by the window, so I can still see it from the inside. If it's in a part of town that I'm leary about, I will usually just not stop.
At a Walmart, I will take it inside to the Customer Service Area, and explain what I'm doing. They are always very nice about watching it for me.
At a Dollar Store, or other type of local grocery store, I take it inside, and ask a check-out clerk to let me leave it there. Everyone is always nice about keeping an eye on it for me!
2) What has been the most common roadkill?
Armadillo's!
They are huge, disgusting, and smell bad when they are dead. Who doesn't, right? There were hundreds of them at the later part of Oklahoma, and in Missouri, the whole time. But I've not seen one in Kentucky.
3) How are my fingers doing?
They are healed, all scabs off, and swelling is down. So glad!
4) What is the most common coin I've seen on US60?
Quarters, and I picked them up every time. Laundry money!
5) When do I apply sunscreen each day?
Usually, right around 9 am daily. I can "feel" the sun, and it reminds me. On rainy days, I usually don't need to. Although I probably should, anyway.
6) Favorite State so far?
Missouri! Beautiful, and they have the best shoulders. Awesome job, MDOT! (Worst shoulders? Kentucky, hands down. Hard to enjoy it all when I'm having to watch and focus so hard on not getting hit).
7) How do I get my cart "rain-ready"?
My bag for my camping items (sleeping bag, bivy sack), my clothes bag, and electronics, my extra shoes) all go in plastic garbage bags. I position them in my cart so that when it gets drenched, hopefully things stay relatively dry. I've had varying success, as it depends on the amount of rain, blowing wind/rain, hours in rain. Everything is damp anyway. I do the best I can. Rain creates more work all the way around.
8) What is my most common eaten food, and one I always have a back up of?
Peanut Butter. And I can't be particular of the brand. I take what I can get.
9) How many miles have I gone as of today?
2177 miles!!! That's an average of 39.6 miles per day. Average. It will continue to vary depending on terrain, weather, etc.
Sunday, May 24, 2015
Day and Night 54 - Sunday Funday
US60 was quiet as I started down the road. I was heading to Morganfield. I could feel the effects of the last few days. I would start out slow, and just see what the day would bring. I am fast walking, and loving the minimal traffic. Being Sunday, I was hoping it would remain that way for awhile. The shoulder is still small (about 1 foot), with the rubble strip. Yet, with little traffic, I am out on the smooth road - until a car comes - and I move over.
This is the first time I've been able to enjoy Kentucky, as I would like. Most of the time, I need to be focused on cars coming, getting over, on and off the road, etc. I wish it wasn't this way. But I at least have the morning to enjoy it.
I'm in my own little world, when a nice lady pulls up next to me. She introduces herself, Faye. She's on her way to church in a small town, Sullivan. She wanted to know if I was doing okay. I explained my usual "song and dance" of what I'm doing. She explains she had forgot her bottom dentures, and was on her way to church. So she turned around, to go home to get them. She kept seeing me, and wanted to "make sure I was okay". She says she's 70, and just doesn't remember everything like she used to. I smile, and love all her words. She has lots to say, in a short amount of time. Reminded me of what I might be like at 70. She says she's going to Sullivan Baptist Church, up ahead, after the curve in the road, on the right. She invites me to the service there, and will "save me a seat, right next to her". I start to well-up, getting emotional, as I tend to do when I'm tired (esp out here on the road!). She sees that, and says, "It's okay. Jesus loves you, and so do I". That did it. She pulled away, smiling and waving. I boo-hoo'd for about a mile. After I pulled myself together, I started running. I was going to go to church. I just didn't know how far it really was. It took me not quite a hour to get there. It was in the small town, Sullivan. In my haste, I passed it, because it was just down a little road to the right, and I didn't look far enough down there. I asked a neighbor in her yard, and she re-directed me there.
I ran up to the church, took my hat and sunglasses off, and that's when I heard a lady in the parking lot say, "Can I help you?". Yes! I told her about Faye inviting me, and that I would like to attend the service today. Her response was, "Oh, Faye! She's crazy as a loon.". Turns out.....Faye is her aunt, and she was just kidding around. I wasn't sure what to think. But onward into the church. Everyone turned around as soon as we walked in. The front door led directly to the sanctuary. She introduced me. Me, and my sweaty self, in my running clothes. This was all a little much for me. Several people start tapping the spot next to them, as if to say, come sit here. I tried not to interrupt, but it was too late for that. I ended up by Faye, and she was tickled pink. I took it all in, listening to the message of the day, and just happy to be there. That's exactly where I was supposed to be.
Afterward, I was introduced to many of the congregation. Many had questions, and they want me to send "a card" to the church, after my run, to let them know I've finished. Faye invited me to her home for lunch, and even to stay the night! She said I would have my own room, would feed me, and introduce me to her husband. I was so tempted. A real house, a real meal. But I needed to get further down the road before the rain comes tonight. We take a picture - or two - and I say my goodbyes. Faye gives me her phone number, and her address. I'm instructed, "If I need ANYTHING while I am in Kentucky, please call her and she'll come help me. Whatever it is I need.". I hugged her, and she went back in the church, and I set off down the road. I was so glad I went. You know, it's easier to not put ourselves in new situations like that. It felt good to be there. I want to be like Faye. Loving life, loving others. Not afraid to be who she is.
After church, I made my way, very content, down the road. I came upon the next "big" town of Sprugis. I stopped and got a bite to eat, and headed towards Morganfield. It would be about 11-12 more miles. No problem. I will take my time. I called my mom and dad and visited with them, while moving down the road. That was very nice and comforting.
I made it to Morganfield, and stopped in McD for some tea. Yum, it tasted great! I went a little further and found the one motel in town. I had called last night for a reservation. My room was nice and large! A conv store across the street, and a dollar store not far. Since it's Sunday, the Cafe's are either closed - or close early. So, for dinner, at the dollar store, I bought turkey lunch meat, a can of greens, and a can opener. I would combine these two ingredients, use my mircowave, and have a warm meal in my room. It was exactly what I wanted - and tasted good!! I just can't do the fast food, unless I have to. I was able to have something better tasting. I do think that's a matter of opinion, though!
Hygiene Report:
I showered forever - as I had a super-sweaty day. I applied my usual layers of lotion, and put on clean clothes. Then, I was able to wash my clothes, as they have coin laundry here. Ever have one of those "sweaty" days? I had one today.
Tomorrow, the plan is to head to Henderson, which is only around 22 miles. It's going to rain, and I will lower my milage due to that. And to give John time to catch up some. He moves really well in the rain. I cannot say that for myself. I move in the rain, but it's not my favorite, that's for sure.
Hope your weekend was wonderful,
Cyndi
This is the first time I've been able to enjoy Kentucky, as I would like. Most of the time, I need to be focused on cars coming, getting over, on and off the road, etc. I wish it wasn't this way. But I at least have the morning to enjoy it.
I'm in my own little world, when a nice lady pulls up next to me. She introduces herself, Faye. She's on her way to church in a small town, Sullivan. She wanted to know if I was doing okay. I explained my usual "song and dance" of what I'm doing. She explains she had forgot her bottom dentures, and was on her way to church. So she turned around, to go home to get them. She kept seeing me, and wanted to "make sure I was okay". She says she's 70, and just doesn't remember everything like she used to. I smile, and love all her words. She has lots to say, in a short amount of time. Reminded me of what I might be like at 70. She says she's going to Sullivan Baptist Church, up ahead, after the curve in the road, on the right. She invites me to the service there, and will "save me a seat, right next to her". I start to well-up, getting emotional, as I tend to do when I'm tired (esp out here on the road!). She sees that, and says, "It's okay. Jesus loves you, and so do I". That did it. She pulled away, smiling and waving. I boo-hoo'd for about a mile. After I pulled myself together, I started running. I was going to go to church. I just didn't know how far it really was. It took me not quite a hour to get there. It was in the small town, Sullivan. In my haste, I passed it, because it was just down a little road to the right, and I didn't look far enough down there. I asked a neighbor in her yard, and she re-directed me there.
I ran up to the church, took my hat and sunglasses off, and that's when I heard a lady in the parking lot say, "Can I help you?". Yes! I told her about Faye inviting me, and that I would like to attend the service today. Her response was, "Oh, Faye! She's crazy as a loon.". Turns out.....Faye is her aunt, and she was just kidding around. I wasn't sure what to think. But onward into the church. Everyone turned around as soon as we walked in. The front door led directly to the sanctuary. She introduced me. Me, and my sweaty self, in my running clothes. This was all a little much for me. Several people start tapping the spot next to them, as if to say, come sit here. I tried not to interrupt, but it was too late for that. I ended up by Faye, and she was tickled pink. I took it all in, listening to the message of the day, and just happy to be there. That's exactly where I was supposed to be.
Afterward, I was introduced to many of the congregation. Many had questions, and they want me to send "a card" to the church, after my run, to let them know I've finished. Faye invited me to her home for lunch, and even to stay the night! She said I would have my own room, would feed me, and introduce me to her husband. I was so tempted. A real house, a real meal. But I needed to get further down the road before the rain comes tonight. We take a picture - or two - and I say my goodbyes. Faye gives me her phone number, and her address. I'm instructed, "If I need ANYTHING while I am in Kentucky, please call her and she'll come help me. Whatever it is I need.". I hugged her, and she went back in the church, and I set off down the road. I was so glad I went. You know, it's easier to not put ourselves in new situations like that. It felt good to be there. I want to be like Faye. Loving life, loving others. Not afraid to be who she is.
After church, I made my way, very content, down the road. I came upon the next "big" town of Sprugis. I stopped and got a bite to eat, and headed towards Morganfield. It would be about 11-12 more miles. No problem. I will take my time. I called my mom and dad and visited with them, while moving down the road. That was very nice and comforting.
I made it to Morganfield, and stopped in McD for some tea. Yum, it tasted great! I went a little further and found the one motel in town. I had called last night for a reservation. My room was nice and large! A conv store across the street, and a dollar store not far. Since it's Sunday, the Cafe's are either closed - or close early. So, for dinner, at the dollar store, I bought turkey lunch meat, a can of greens, and a can opener. I would combine these two ingredients, use my mircowave, and have a warm meal in my room. It was exactly what I wanted - and tasted good!! I just can't do the fast food, unless I have to. I was able to have something better tasting. I do think that's a matter of opinion, though!
Hygiene Report:
I showered forever - as I had a super-sweaty day. I applied my usual layers of lotion, and put on clean clothes. Then, I was able to wash my clothes, as they have coin laundry here. Ever have one of those "sweaty" days? I had one today.
Tomorrow, the plan is to head to Henderson, which is only around 22 miles. It's going to rain, and I will lower my milage due to that. And to give John time to catch up some. He moves really well in the rain. I cannot say that for myself. I move in the rain, but it's not my favorite, that's for sure.
Hope your weekend was wonderful,
Cyndi
Day 54 - Recovery Time
As I make my way to Morganfield, I can feel the stress and tiredness of my weary body. I need to give it a break, and cruise in today at a comfortable, slower pace. I'm enjoying the comfortable weather, the peaceful country side, and the quiet roads. I need days like this to just enjoy being out here. Being in the moment. This is what I love the most.
Yesterday, I stopped at a farmer's market and got some fresh strawberries. I ate them right out of the container, no washing, no cutting them up. By far the freshest strawberries I've had in a long time! When I arrived in Marion last night, I stopped in their little downtown area and ate at the Marion café. I had a fresh hamburger, with turnip greens as my side item. It was just what I needed. I am eating very well. No problems there. Besides the people, the food is amazing, most everywhere I go. I seem to be in barbecue country. David would really like that!
As I enjoy my day today, I put behind me the last two days of high mileage, and good traveling considering. Kentucky is very unique, the rolling hills are different than what I've had before. Missouri had harder ups and downs. Kentucky's hills are kinder to me. Some of them are tough, don't get me wrong, but I'm enjoying the rolling type of environment.
The sky is blue, the breeze is sweet, and I'm in no hurry. I know the rain there in the Dallas area, and surrounding areas, has been very hard on everyone. I'm thinking about you guys!
As I continue to move down the road, my favorite thing is how the horses run over to the fence to greet me. They are so friendly! And it appears I'm in Amish territory again. The benefit of that is that the people are used to going around horse and carriage's. So maybe they won't mind me being out here too much today.
The couple at the Royal Inn treated me like family. When I told them goodbye this morning, I had a lump in my throat. It's so wonderful to feel so welcomed.
I'll be holding a good thought for blue skies for everyone there.
More later,
Cyndi
Yesterday, I stopped at a farmer's market and got some fresh strawberries. I ate them right out of the container, no washing, no cutting them up. By far the freshest strawberries I've had in a long time! When I arrived in Marion last night, I stopped in their little downtown area and ate at the Marion café. I had a fresh hamburger, with turnip greens as my side item. It was just what I needed. I am eating very well. No problems there. Besides the people, the food is amazing, most everywhere I go. I seem to be in barbecue country. David would really like that!
As I enjoy my day today, I put behind me the last two days of high mileage, and good traveling considering. Kentucky is very unique, the rolling hills are different than what I've had before. Missouri had harder ups and downs. Kentucky's hills are kinder to me. Some of them are tough, don't get me wrong, but I'm enjoying the rolling type of environment.
The sky is blue, the breeze is sweet, and I'm in no hurry. I know the rain there in the Dallas area, and surrounding areas, has been very hard on everyone. I'm thinking about you guys!
As I continue to move down the road, my favorite thing is how the horses run over to the fence to greet me. They are so friendly! And it appears I'm in Amish territory again. The benefit of that is that the people are used to going around horse and carriage's. So maybe they won't mind me being out here too much today.
The couple at the Royal Inn treated me like family. When I told them goodbye this morning, I had a lump in my throat. It's so wonderful to feel so welcomed.
I'll be holding a good thought for blue skies for everyone there.
More later,
Cyndi
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Day 53/Night 53 - LONG Day
It ended up being a 60 mile day today. I made it to Marion! I got to see so much of Kentucky! Most of these small towns are pristine, while others are questionable. I went through one town, Burna, which I would swear has the most "horders " of any town yet. Garage after garage, after front yard, after sheds........ALL full of stuff. Is it trash? Is it junk? Is there no garbage collection? It was so odd! One home had its front door open, and the house was full of stuff, oozing out to the porch, and all over the front yard!
Due to the small shoulder, with a bonus rubble line to boot, it was a day of on and off the road, the shoulder, to the grass. It's my back that hurts the most, pushing the cart off and on the road. I had the highest number of people stop to "check" on me. "Are you okay?" "It's not safe out here." "Be careful!" The police were super nice to me today. The offered me water, and said to let them know if I needed anything. That was a nice change.
The weather was a perfect temperature, and there were plenty of things to see along the way here. I was so happy when I got to Marion. I was ready to rest. There was not a town with a motel between here and Paducah! I'm staying at the Royal Inn, along twith many biker (motorcycle) folks. It's party party outside my door! I think I'm so tired, I can sleep right through it.
Hygiene Report:
Showered! Check. So nice. The couple that runs the motel are washing my running clothes. They needed it SO bad. I didn't have to unload much from my cart really, as I'm keeping it simple tonight. Just the basics.
Tomorrow, I will head to Morganfield. It will be just over 30 miles, so I think I will not leave too early in the morning. I'm hoping, since it's a Sunday, the traffic will be lite. John is back in the outskirts of Paducah. I'm looking to "wait" on him when the rain arrives. He moves well in the rain. Me, not so much. So that should work out well. Rain looks to arrive tomorrow night.
Going to keep this short tonight, and head to bed. Nighty night.
I'll see you tomorrow,
Cyndi
Due to the small shoulder, with a bonus rubble line to boot, it was a day of on and off the road, the shoulder, to the grass. It's my back that hurts the most, pushing the cart off and on the road. I had the highest number of people stop to "check" on me. "Are you okay?" "It's not safe out here." "Be careful!" The police were super nice to me today. The offered me water, and said to let them know if I needed anything. That was a nice change.
The weather was a perfect temperature, and there were plenty of things to see along the way here. I was so happy when I got to Marion. I was ready to rest. There was not a town with a motel between here and Paducah! I'm staying at the Royal Inn, along twith many biker (motorcycle) folks. It's party party outside my door! I think I'm so tired, I can sleep right through it.
Hygiene Report:
Showered! Check. So nice. The couple that runs the motel are washing my running clothes. They needed it SO bad. I didn't have to unload much from my cart really, as I'm keeping it simple tonight. Just the basics.
Tomorrow, I will head to Morganfield. It will be just over 30 miles, so I think I will not leave too early in the morning. I'm hoping, since it's a Sunday, the traffic will be lite. John is back in the outskirts of Paducah. I'm looking to "wait" on him when the rain arrives. He moves well in the rain. Me, not so much. So that should work out well. Rain looks to arrive tomorrow night.
Going to keep this short tonight, and head to bed. Nighty night.
I'll see you tomorrow,
Cyndi
Night 52, Day 53 - Destination Unknown
Today, will be interesting. I have yet to decide where I will end up. I usually always know - or at least have a good idea. In this area of Kentucky, off US60, there are small towns, but very few motels. My next opportunity for a motel is in Marion. 52 miles. I usually don't do 50-something mile days back to back, but I might again today. If I'm not up to it, and weather permitting, I will camp at around 40 miles in Salem. David has scoped me out a few options with coverage overhead - in case of rain. John is unsure how far he will go, as it depends on how he's feeling. We are trying to decide how we will meet up again. We will in the next day or two somewhere.
I will stay on US60. It curves around, goes up, and I get to cross the Tennessee River today! Most supplies, services and hotels are off of the interstate, here in Kentucky. It's interesting how each state places it's availability of services, like that. Some states are easier than others. My cell service here is more scarce between towns, and I've mentioned the small shoulders. Challenges come with the territory out on the road. Sometimes things are easy and smooth, and then they get harder and more complex.
I have food and drink ready, and look forward to today. It really is a day where I do not know where I may end up. Exciting and scary. I look forward to seeing more of Kentucky, as it's beautiful, rolling, countryside is so green.
I spent last night in a Super 8 in Paducah. These Super 8 motels are so much nicer than they used to be. They are now owned by Wyndham, and are standardized. It's a great price for a good place to stay. Even though it doesn't look like it from the outside!!
Hygiene Report:
I showered last night. That felt so good after my long day. My feet feel the miles. They are begging for a break. I'm so happy my fingers are healing nicely. I washed some of my clothes in the shower, and that will do for now.
I called the one motel in Marion last night. I told them I'm going to try and get there today. He's holding a room for me just in case I can make it.
Let's see what happens today! It's truly an adventure.
Have a great Saturday!
Cyndi
I will stay on US60. It curves around, goes up, and I get to cross the Tennessee River today! Most supplies, services and hotels are off of the interstate, here in Kentucky. It's interesting how each state places it's availability of services, like that. Some states are easier than others. My cell service here is more scarce between towns, and I've mentioned the small shoulders. Challenges come with the territory out on the road. Sometimes things are easy and smooth, and then they get harder and more complex.
I have food and drink ready, and look forward to today. It really is a day where I do not know where I may end up. Exciting and scary. I look forward to seeing more of Kentucky, as it's beautiful, rolling, countryside is so green.
I spent last night in a Super 8 in Paducah. These Super 8 motels are so much nicer than they used to be. They are now owned by Wyndham, and are standardized. It's a great price for a good place to stay. Even though it doesn't look like it from the outside!!
Hygiene Report:
I showered last night. That felt so good after my long day. My feet feel the miles. They are begging for a break. I'm so happy my fingers are healing nicely. I washed some of my clothes in the shower, and that will do for now.
I called the one motel in Marion last night. I told them I'm going to try and get there today. He's holding a room for me just in case I can make it.
Let's see what happens today! It's truly an adventure.
Have a great Saturday!
Cyndi
Friday, May 22, 2015
Day 52 - Bridge Success!
The day started early, and I am on a mission to 1) Be in three states today (Missouri, Illinois, and Kentucky), 2) Cross two bridges (Mississippi River and Ohio River), and 3) Make my way to Paducah (50 ish miles, after all).
Going down the interstate was much better this time! It was nice, I was on it early, and there was very little traffic. I arrived at the first bridge, over the Mississippi just after sunrise. It was gorgeous. It had a 3 ft shoulder, just enough for me. I made it across without incident. Nice! Now, it's time to exit right away, and get off the now-Illinois interstate. I do so, loop around to US51, and start relaxing a bit. Little did I know two police cars were patiently waiting for me. I wasn't even on US51 for 1/4 mile. They asked me if I had been on the interstate, and crossed the bridge? Even though they knew the answer, they wanted to hear it from me. Yes, I told them I had indeed done both of those things, I explained I am running across America and this was my only way to get across the river. I told them Trooper Stewart from Sikeston had instructed me to do so. One of the officers knew Trooper Stewart. Did he give you these instructions? Yes, he did. We all agreed that everything was okay, and they explained that I was not in trouble. But, they said I would not be able to cross the next bridge over the Ohio River, on foot. They had already contacted Kentucky authorities, who would ensure that we would not cross on foot. It was just too dangerous. The officer said I would need to find a ride, and that would be the only way I could go across. They said to go to the bottom of the bridge, wait, and find a ride. They said that was not illegal, and encouraged me to put my cart, and myself, in the back of someone's truck, to get across the bridge. They excused me at that point, said I may go, and off I went. I called John to tell them what the police had said, because the police had asked me to do so. We both knew because the police were "making" us get a ride across the bridge, that there was no other option.
I got to the bottom of the bridge, and stopped. I have not hitchhiked before. A car went by, and I waited. A pickup truck was coming, and I did it, I put my thumb out. The man driving was a little surprised, and skeptical. But he stopped! I went over to his truck, and explained my dilemma. He said he would be happy to allow me to ride in the back of his truck to get across the bridge. I was elated! I did it! I got a ride!! We loaded my cart into the back of his truck, and then I jumped in and sat next to it. He drove across the bridge, at what seemed at a very high rate of speed. And as soon as we were across the bridge, he pulled over, we unloaded my cart, and I thanked him over and over. I tried to pay him, but he would not take any money. He went along his way, and I started down the road again, now in Kentucky. Three states, two police, one hitchhiking incident, all in just the morning.
Kentucky is lush. Huge, green, tall trees everywhere, hanging over the road. But! No shoulder. It was maybe one foot, if I was lucky. And, it had those ripples strips in it. This is going to take me a long time to get across Kentucky! Off and on the highway, I was dodging cars, cars were dodging me. This will take a while. But what can you do, just keep moving.
I went through many nice towns today. My favorite was LaCenter. I stopped there for a late lunch at Smokey D's. I had a BBQ sandwich, with cole slaw. It was absolutely delicious! There were multiple people there who saw me during the day, on the road. I answered many questions while I was there, from the people who saw me today. In addition, the people who work there just seemed like family. They were kind to me, embraced me, and made me feel welcome. When I went to go pay, the girl said that someone had already paid for my lunch. I asked if she would tell me who it is so I could thank them. She pointed them out, they were the ones that had the most questions. I went over and thanked them for my meal, and we talked a little more. They said they would put me on the prayer list at church, and pray for my safety. I said my goodbyes, and felt like I had had a group hug, as everyone was so supportive and embracing of my journey. What a positive experience it was.
Fast forward, I'm now on the outskirts of Paducah. I will make it there tonight, to the Super 8, which is just before interstate 24. John will not be making it here, as he says he's going to stop in La Center, when he gets there.
More to follow, as things progress. Not sure of our plans yet for tomorrow, I will need to check the weather first. Rain is coming again. Minimal shoulders and rain will make for shorter days.
Cyndi
I miss my Missouri shoulders!
Going down the interstate was much better this time! It was nice, I was on it early, and there was very little traffic. I arrived at the first bridge, over the Mississippi just after sunrise. It was gorgeous. It had a 3 ft shoulder, just enough for me. I made it across without incident. Nice! Now, it's time to exit right away, and get off the now-Illinois interstate. I do so, loop around to US51, and start relaxing a bit. Little did I know two police cars were patiently waiting for me. I wasn't even on US51 for 1/4 mile. They asked me if I had been on the interstate, and crossed the bridge? Even though they knew the answer, they wanted to hear it from me. Yes, I told them I had indeed done both of those things, I explained I am running across America and this was my only way to get across the river. I told them Trooper Stewart from Sikeston had instructed me to do so. One of the officers knew Trooper Stewart. Did he give you these instructions? Yes, he did. We all agreed that everything was okay, and they explained that I was not in trouble. But, they said I would not be able to cross the next bridge over the Ohio River, on foot. They had already contacted Kentucky authorities, who would ensure that we would not cross on foot. It was just too dangerous. The officer said I would need to find a ride, and that would be the only way I could go across. They said to go to the bottom of the bridge, wait, and find a ride. They said that was not illegal, and encouraged me to put my cart, and myself, in the back of someone's truck, to get across the bridge. They excused me at that point, said I may go, and off I went. I called John to tell them what the police had said, because the police had asked me to do so. We both knew because the police were "making" us get a ride across the bridge, that there was no other option.
I got to the bottom of the bridge, and stopped. I have not hitchhiked before. A car went by, and I waited. A pickup truck was coming, and I did it, I put my thumb out. The man driving was a little surprised, and skeptical. But he stopped! I went over to his truck, and explained my dilemma. He said he would be happy to allow me to ride in the back of his truck to get across the bridge. I was elated! I did it! I got a ride!! We loaded my cart into the back of his truck, and then I jumped in and sat next to it. He drove across the bridge, at what seemed at a very high rate of speed. And as soon as we were across the bridge, he pulled over, we unloaded my cart, and I thanked him over and over. I tried to pay him, but he would not take any money. He went along his way, and I started down the road again, now in Kentucky. Three states, two police, one hitchhiking incident, all in just the morning.
Kentucky is lush. Huge, green, tall trees everywhere, hanging over the road. But! No shoulder. It was maybe one foot, if I was lucky. And, it had those ripples strips in it. This is going to take me a long time to get across Kentucky! Off and on the highway, I was dodging cars, cars were dodging me. This will take a while. But what can you do, just keep moving.
I went through many nice towns today. My favorite was LaCenter. I stopped there for a late lunch at Smokey D's. I had a BBQ sandwich, with cole slaw. It was absolutely delicious! There were multiple people there who saw me during the day, on the road. I answered many questions while I was there, from the people who saw me today. In addition, the people who work there just seemed like family. They were kind to me, embraced me, and made me feel welcome. When I went to go pay, the girl said that someone had already paid for my lunch. I asked if she would tell me who it is so I could thank them. She pointed them out, they were the ones that had the most questions. I went over and thanked them for my meal, and we talked a little more. They said they would put me on the prayer list at church, and pray for my safety. I said my goodbyes, and felt like I had had a group hug, as everyone was so supportive and embracing of my journey. What a positive experience it was.
Fast forward, I'm now on the outskirts of Paducah. I will make it there tonight, to the Super 8, which is just before interstate 24. John will not be making it here, as he says he's going to stop in La Center, when he gets there.
More to follow, as things progress. Not sure of our plans yet for tomorrow, I will need to check the weather first. Rain is coming again. Minimal shoulders and rain will make for shorter days.
Cyndi
I miss my Missouri shoulders!
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Day and Night 51 - How Ironic
My quick post this morning, "Re-Routing and Bridges" would come back to life with avengeance today. (Did I spell that correctly?). I decided to call the Missouri State Police (John said he had everything arranged), and talked with a Trooper there who was less than helpful. I decided to try back later, as I was going to gather my data for the bridge crossings tomorrow. There are two bridges to cross (and they are long), over the Mississippi River, then the Ohio River. Both on US60, or so I thought. I had spoken to both my friend, Gates, and my sister, Sheryl, about options for getting across safely. Each had nice suggestions, and I know it would all get figured out eventually today. Then, I received a text from Gates, that the first bridge is closed for repairs. Funny, the trooper failed to mention that. It's even the bridge in their jurisdiction. So, I realize, real quick, re-routing IS going to happen. And I better figure it out. I called the State Police back, and they gave me another number to call, who would have more information about it all. I called that number, and spoke with Mr. Helpful, Trooper Stewart. He knew everything! He patiently informed me of the closing, and the "only" other route. I listened, repeated it back, and we concurred. While this was happening, Sheryl was trying to figure routes and options out, and Gates was, as well. We basically all came up with the same answer. I HAVE to get on the interstate. I have to cross the first bridge on I57, 10 miles up from my current location. I have to exit, immediately, after crossing, as it is illegal to be on the interstate in Illinois. But, that's the exit I need to take anyway, to get back down to US60 to cross the second bridge. Okay, there are a few extra miles involved in this conundrum. But it's do-able. And I will get it done, tomorrow. I have to. I want to thank Sheryl and Gates SO much for all your help today!!!!!!!! It was because of you guys that I stayed calm and collected, knowing it was all going to work out. Calm is a strong word. But I had faith it would all be okay. And it will be, thanks to you guys.......oh, and Trooper Stewart. Thank you!
This is all occurring, as I'm moving down the road to Charleston. The weather just gets prettier and prettier every minute of the day. The course is nice today, lots to see. We had to re-route today, over to 62, to stay off the interstate (US60 combined with I57 in Sikeston). US62 was quiet, less traveled, and I loved all the little towns (except, Sikeston. Not a fan). All the other towns were calm, well-manicured, and oh-so quiet. Pretty churches, freshly-cut yards, and fields of crops. I was surprised at how I kept wanting to walk, as an instinct to "take it all in". No hurry. Except for this mornings 'hiccup' of the bridge being closed, and the re-routing decisions involved with it, today was smooth sailing. It's interesting how as the day goes on, and things improve in a multitude of ways, the mornings' challenges fade. I'm able to 'Let Go', and move forward much better than I used to. I keep the faith that things will always work out.......in time. And they did just that, with help and support from my friends and family. I appreciate it more than you'll ever know.
I arrive in Charleston, and it's such a cute town! Within a couple of miles, I'm at the Super 8. Right by I57, that I'll hop on in the morning. There's a conv store next door, as well as a Mexican food restaurant. I'm in heaven! It gets better. I check in, go to my room, and it's the NICEST Super 8 I've ever, ever seen. They will even do your laundry (for $$, but still!). Annnnnnnnd, David has sent me flowers there. That's when the happy cry starts. This is all too much good stuff for the moment. How does it go from "Sorry, that bridge is closed", to "You'll have everything you need today!". I'm so blessed. So grateful.
Hygiene Report:
I showered for what seemed like an hour. It felt so good today, for no particular reason. My laundry is being down down the hall.....for me. I put on my usual layers of lotion. My fingers are healing. My feet are under control. My room smells like fresh flowers. It's just one of those days that has turned itself around, completely.
I'm going to go eat at the Mexican food place now, then go get some food/drink supplies at the conv store, and come back and get in bed. Turn the tv on. And fall asleep.
Tomorrow, we still plan on going to Paducah. With our extra little detour to a different bridge, it's a little longer. But we have to do it. It will be around 50 miles, probably.
More good news? We will be in Kentucky tomorrow!!!! And today, we hit over 2000 miles, which puts us at 2/3 the way through, officially. David, you better start getting the house picked up. I'm coming home.
Cyndi
Side Note:
I called John to tell him about the closing of the bridge. The State Police had not told him, either. So odd. Luckily, on his last crossing, that same bridge was closed, so he knows just what to do. Now we both do.
This is all occurring, as I'm moving down the road to Charleston. The weather just gets prettier and prettier every minute of the day. The course is nice today, lots to see. We had to re-route today, over to 62, to stay off the interstate (US60 combined with I57 in Sikeston). US62 was quiet, less traveled, and I loved all the little towns (except, Sikeston. Not a fan). All the other towns were calm, well-manicured, and oh-so quiet. Pretty churches, freshly-cut yards, and fields of crops. I was surprised at how I kept wanting to walk, as an instinct to "take it all in". No hurry. Except for this mornings 'hiccup' of the bridge being closed, and the re-routing decisions involved with it, today was smooth sailing. It's interesting how as the day goes on, and things improve in a multitude of ways, the mornings' challenges fade. I'm able to 'Let Go', and move forward much better than I used to. I keep the faith that things will always work out.......in time. And they did just that, with help and support from my friends and family. I appreciate it more than you'll ever know.
I arrive in Charleston, and it's such a cute town! Within a couple of miles, I'm at the Super 8. Right by I57, that I'll hop on in the morning. There's a conv store next door, as well as a Mexican food restaurant. I'm in heaven! It gets better. I check in, go to my room, and it's the NICEST Super 8 I've ever, ever seen. They will even do your laundry (for $$, but still!). Annnnnnnnd, David has sent me flowers there. That's when the happy cry starts. This is all too much good stuff for the moment. How does it go from "Sorry, that bridge is closed", to "You'll have everything you need today!". I'm so blessed. So grateful.
Hygiene Report:
I showered for what seemed like an hour. It felt so good today, for no particular reason. My laundry is being down down the hall.....for me. I put on my usual layers of lotion. My fingers are healing. My feet are under control. My room smells like fresh flowers. It's just one of those days that has turned itself around, completely.
I'm going to go eat at the Mexican food place now, then go get some food/drink supplies at the conv store, and come back and get in bed. Turn the tv on. And fall asleep.
Tomorrow, we still plan on going to Paducah. With our extra little detour to a different bridge, it's a little longer. But we have to do it. It will be around 50 miles, probably.
More good news? We will be in Kentucky tomorrow!!!! And today, we hit over 2000 miles, which puts us at 2/3 the way through, officially. David, you better start getting the house picked up. I'm coming home.
Cyndi
Side Note:
I called John to tell him about the closing of the bridge. The State Police had not told him, either. So odd. Luckily, on his last crossing, that same bridge was closed, so he knows just what to do. Now we both do.
Day 51 and 52's Plans - ReRouting and Bridges
I thought I would outline a few upcoming cities and items we are planning. I did not do this yesterday, as we needed to talk about a few more details, first. Things change quickly out here, but as of now, here's our next few days plan:
Today (Day 51!), we travel to Charleston, MO. This will be around 38-40 miles, and includes some obstacles, and possible re-routing, due to a connection with the Interstate (57). Most likely, we will use 62, that runs parallel to US60/I57. This will all occur around the Sikeston area, and 62 will take us on into Charleston. It's a few more miles to do so, but avoiding the Interstate will be worth it. We will stay at the Super 8 in Charleston.
Then, tomorrow, Friday, we will travel into Kentucky!! Our plan is to get to Paducah, Kentucky. Yet, this day has its own obstacles. Two, long, narrow bridges. One over the Mississippi River, then the next over the Ohio River. Both bridges do not have s shoulder, and are not safe for pedestrians. We plan on using the State Police to assist us with this. We were instructed by the State Police to call about a hour or so, before we reach the first bridge, for a escort. This ought to be interesting. If we find another option, we will consider it. But for now, that is our tentative plan. There is a Super 8 in Paducah where we are plan to stay. Total milage will be around 47-48 that day.
As we move through these days, we will determine what Saturday will hold for us.
I hope your Thursday is a great one! I'm rested and ready to go.
Cyndi
Today (Day 51!), we travel to Charleston, MO. This will be around 38-40 miles, and includes some obstacles, and possible re-routing, due to a connection with the Interstate (57). Most likely, we will use 62, that runs parallel to US60/I57. This will all occur around the Sikeston area, and 62 will take us on into Charleston. It's a few more miles to do so, but avoiding the Interstate will be worth it. We will stay at the Super 8 in Charleston.
Then, tomorrow, Friday, we will travel into Kentucky!! Our plan is to get to Paducah, Kentucky. Yet, this day has its own obstacles. Two, long, narrow bridges. One over the Mississippi River, then the next over the Ohio River. Both bridges do not have s shoulder, and are not safe for pedestrians. We plan on using the State Police to assist us with this. We were instructed by the State Police to call about a hour or so, before we reach the first bridge, for a escort. This ought to be interesting. If we find another option, we will consider it. But for now, that is our tentative plan. There is a Super 8 in Paducah where we are plan to stay. Total milage will be around 47-48 that day.
As we move through these days, we will determine what Saturday will hold for us.
I hope your Thursday is a great one! I'm rested and ready to go.
Cyndi
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Day and Night 50 - Something different
What a great way to start the 50's off! Well, it might not sound so great when I say it, but it does end up great, and that's what counts.
Day 50 started out as a usual day. I leave my motel, which happens to be a Lodge. I SO enjoyed all my time there. It was comfortable, relaxing and over-all, a comforting place. The Lodge kitty-cat (Bob, because she's a bob-tail cat), stayed outside my door. I got to love on her, and it just felt as close to "home" as I've had in the last 50 days. The theme of a Lodge seemed to be more cozy than a motel.
So off I go, down my own road (US60, I've claimed it as my own). It's still dark, my lights are flashing on my cart. But really, there's not many cars/trucks yet, as there rarely is at this hour. I did start a touch later than usual, but was enjoying my time in the room. And I needed to get my cart more rain-ready due to the rain coming in the morning, rather than the afternoon (that seemed to change overnight). I'm making sure my feet are good to go, all hot-spots covered, everything put in plastic bags in the cart, my bag of uncooked rice in a Baggie for my electronic devices. Rain gear ready. Check. As I move down the road, I feel the rain coming. You just know it. It's just a matter of when. About that time, just before it sprinkles, John calls me. Side Note:He had not made it to our final destination yesterday, but was only about 10 miles back. I had re-arranged a different motel for him late yesterday, as he requested later in the day when he knew he would need to have a change in motels/towns made. I'm a master at that! He called early this morning to tell me he will need to change our milage schedule to two "short" days (today and tomorrow) so he could catch up on some rest before our final "push" in this last 1000 leg of the route. No problem. This meant I had two options. 1) go on as planned (to Sikeston), and wait for him there.......continuing to be moving in the pouring rain, or 2) stop in Dexter, MO, which is the farthest he would make it today. As I approached Dexter, I noticed food places, the nice motel, a Walmart. Basically, a decent size town. I knew I would wait for him here. Plus, I knew it would not be raining tomorrow, and why go on in the rain if I didn't have to!?
So, I've stopped here in Dexter, checked into the Dexter Inn, and am having a "me" day. I haven't done this yet! Day 50, and I'm going to get a few things done today. Like a catch-up day. I only went 23 miles today, and now I have the day to myself. At first, I resisted this whole concept. I must keep going, I told myself. Then, I practiced self-compassion, and decided to treat myself well. I can get some extra rest. Out here, that can never be a bad thing. This is going to be good!! What will I do?! I forgot to mention, as I'm pushing my cart in the not-so-good rain (because it was about 58 degrees, just a little cool for me), I have a couple pull over to offer me a ride. They have many questions, and I have trouble convincing them that I'm okay. Still skeptical, they do eventually pull off the shoulder and go about their trip. Just as I'm about to "exit" (go backwards up the entrance ramp), another SUV pulls over. This couple, too, seems to think I need a ride. I explain what I'm doing, and even tell them I'm exiting now to stop in Dexter. Yet, they are willing to drive me the mile and a half to my motel. I'm dripping wet, my cart is dripping wet, it's pouring rain while we are conversing, and the husbands shirt sleeve is now super-wet from the rain getting in his car. I feel bad. I convince them that I'm really okay, and that they do not want me messing up their Lincoln SUV, anyway! I explain that I'm safe, and will be out of the rain very soon. I thank them profusely (as I did the other couple), so that one day they will stop to offer help to someone who really does need it. I want to encourage these people to keep asking, and continue to offer help to others. It could be me - that really does need their help - sometime. You never know.
So, first, I shower. I get warm, get all my wet clothes cleaned, sorted, and hung to dry. I put my wet shoes in front of the AC/Heater, and best of all: Take everything (everything!) out of the cart. Why? Time for a deep clean. It's literally dripping wet. The fabric is such that it dries fairly quickly, but this is a good time to wipe it all down. Inside and out. Another revelation! I've been wanting to put together a grouping of items, from my cart, to send back home (that I really don't need). I have just not had the right opportunity to do that. I'm so excited! I start sorting, cleaning, and making a stack of things to go back home. I'll buy a box at Walmart, and figure out to get it mailed......later.
I've got a small stack of trash, a stack of things to go back home, and a good inventory of what I will put back in the cart. After it all dries.
Now, off to eat lunch, and go to Walmart. I walk down toward the food places, and immediately notice a Mexican food restaurant. Bingo! In I go, and, you guessed it, ordered a quesadilla. Chicken, please. Iced tea, please. Ahhhh, the perfect lunch for a "me" day. Okay, back down the other direction for Walmart. By the way, it's still raining, and I'm walking around this town in my rain suit. It's what I do. I get to Walmart, and they have absolutely everything I need.....and more. This is my chance for fruit, and certain things you can't get at a conv store. Like certain size band aids, Tostitos new "ROLL" chips. David had brought me some on his last visit, and I'm hooked. I use them to dip into my bean dip, as it's something I can easily eat and fast walk with. Oh, and I lost another, geez, pair of readers/glasses today in the rain. What is up with that?!?!? I think I'm so focused on watching cars/trucks in the rain, I take my eyes off other items. And my readers fall to their demise. But Walmart is there to save the day. Then dinner.......well, I get a warm, whole chicken, some veggies to mircowave, and a avocado to have in the room. That's my perfect on-the-road, go-to, eat in my room, comfort dinner. This "me" day is better than I realized it would be.
Back to the Dexter Inn I go, walking with my 18 Walmart bags, right? Some nice couple offers me a ride, I tell them, no thanks, as I'm almost to the motel. That was sweet of them to ask.
As I approach the motel, the front-clerk-nice-lady opens the door for me. She asks me what the box is for? I explain that I'm sending some excess things back home. I offer her 20.00 to get it mailed out for me (there is no post office close by, and no taxi service here). She immediately says Yes! She knows she will get about 15.00 out of that deal. It's worth it to me, as it's all stuff I want to keep. And not push around in the cart anymore. Dang, this day is working out well.
At the start of this day, I would have never guessed any of this would have happened. The rain changed "arrival" times, the milage changed, the destination changed, and I would get a "short" day on a rain day. Now how cool is that? Life is good.
Cyndi
Day 50 started out as a usual day. I leave my motel, which happens to be a Lodge. I SO enjoyed all my time there. It was comfortable, relaxing and over-all, a comforting place. The Lodge kitty-cat (Bob, because she's a bob-tail cat), stayed outside my door. I got to love on her, and it just felt as close to "home" as I've had in the last 50 days. The theme of a Lodge seemed to be more cozy than a motel.
So off I go, down my own road (US60, I've claimed it as my own). It's still dark, my lights are flashing on my cart. But really, there's not many cars/trucks yet, as there rarely is at this hour. I did start a touch later than usual, but was enjoying my time in the room. And I needed to get my cart more rain-ready due to the rain coming in the morning, rather than the afternoon (that seemed to change overnight). I'm making sure my feet are good to go, all hot-spots covered, everything put in plastic bags in the cart, my bag of uncooked rice in a Baggie for my electronic devices. Rain gear ready. Check. As I move down the road, I feel the rain coming. You just know it. It's just a matter of when. About that time, just before it sprinkles, John calls me. Side Note:He had not made it to our final destination yesterday, but was only about 10 miles back. I had re-arranged a different motel for him late yesterday, as he requested later in the day when he knew he would need to have a change in motels/towns made. I'm a master at that! He called early this morning to tell me he will need to change our milage schedule to two "short" days (today and tomorrow) so he could catch up on some rest before our final "push" in this last 1000 leg of the route. No problem. This meant I had two options. 1) go on as planned (to Sikeston), and wait for him there.......continuing to be moving in the pouring rain, or 2) stop in Dexter, MO, which is the farthest he would make it today. As I approached Dexter, I noticed food places, the nice motel, a Walmart. Basically, a decent size town. I knew I would wait for him here. Plus, I knew it would not be raining tomorrow, and why go on in the rain if I didn't have to!?
So, I've stopped here in Dexter, checked into the Dexter Inn, and am having a "me" day. I haven't done this yet! Day 50, and I'm going to get a few things done today. Like a catch-up day. I only went 23 miles today, and now I have the day to myself. At first, I resisted this whole concept. I must keep going, I told myself. Then, I practiced self-compassion, and decided to treat myself well. I can get some extra rest. Out here, that can never be a bad thing. This is going to be good!! What will I do?! I forgot to mention, as I'm pushing my cart in the not-so-good rain (because it was about 58 degrees, just a little cool for me), I have a couple pull over to offer me a ride. They have many questions, and I have trouble convincing them that I'm okay. Still skeptical, they do eventually pull off the shoulder and go about their trip. Just as I'm about to "exit" (go backwards up the entrance ramp), another SUV pulls over. This couple, too, seems to think I need a ride. I explain what I'm doing, and even tell them I'm exiting now to stop in Dexter. Yet, they are willing to drive me the mile and a half to my motel. I'm dripping wet, my cart is dripping wet, it's pouring rain while we are conversing, and the husbands shirt sleeve is now super-wet from the rain getting in his car. I feel bad. I convince them that I'm really okay, and that they do not want me messing up their Lincoln SUV, anyway! I explain that I'm safe, and will be out of the rain very soon. I thank them profusely (as I did the other couple), so that one day they will stop to offer help to someone who really does need it. I want to encourage these people to keep asking, and continue to offer help to others. It could be me - that really does need their help - sometime. You never know.
So, first, I shower. I get warm, get all my wet clothes cleaned, sorted, and hung to dry. I put my wet shoes in front of the AC/Heater, and best of all: Take everything (everything!) out of the cart. Why? Time for a deep clean. It's literally dripping wet. The fabric is such that it dries fairly quickly, but this is a good time to wipe it all down. Inside and out. Another revelation! I've been wanting to put together a grouping of items, from my cart, to send back home (that I really don't need). I have just not had the right opportunity to do that. I'm so excited! I start sorting, cleaning, and making a stack of things to go back home. I'll buy a box at Walmart, and figure out to get it mailed......later.
I've got a small stack of trash, a stack of things to go back home, and a good inventory of what I will put back in the cart. After it all dries.
Now, off to eat lunch, and go to Walmart. I walk down toward the food places, and immediately notice a Mexican food restaurant. Bingo! In I go, and, you guessed it, ordered a quesadilla. Chicken, please. Iced tea, please. Ahhhh, the perfect lunch for a "me" day. Okay, back down the other direction for Walmart. By the way, it's still raining, and I'm walking around this town in my rain suit. It's what I do. I get to Walmart, and they have absolutely everything I need.....and more. This is my chance for fruit, and certain things you can't get at a conv store. Like certain size band aids, Tostitos new "ROLL" chips. David had brought me some on his last visit, and I'm hooked. I use them to dip into my bean dip, as it's something I can easily eat and fast walk with. Oh, and I lost another, geez, pair of readers/glasses today in the rain. What is up with that?!?!? I think I'm so focused on watching cars/trucks in the rain, I take my eyes off other items. And my readers fall to their demise. But Walmart is there to save the day. Then dinner.......well, I get a warm, whole chicken, some veggies to mircowave, and a avocado to have in the room. That's my perfect on-the-road, go-to, eat in my room, comfort dinner. This "me" day is better than I realized it would be.
Back to the Dexter Inn I go, walking with my 18 Walmart bags, right? Some nice couple offers me a ride, I tell them, no thanks, as I'm almost to the motel. That was sweet of them to ask.
As I approach the motel, the front-clerk-nice-lady opens the door for me. She asks me what the box is for? I explain that I'm sending some excess things back home. I offer her 20.00 to get it mailed out for me (there is no post office close by, and no taxi service here). She immediately says Yes! She knows she will get about 15.00 out of that deal. It's worth it to me, as it's all stuff I want to keep. And not push around in the cart anymore. Dang, this day is working out well.
At the start of this day, I would have never guessed any of this would have happened. The rain changed "arrival" times, the milage changed, the destination changed, and I would get a "short" day on a rain day. Now how cool is that? Life is good.
Cyndi
Day and Night 49 - Poplar Bluff, MO
Day 49, from Van Buren to Poplar Bluff, was the best example for letting you know how relaxing, fun, and enjoyable it can be out here. Even when high milage days occur. I wanted to paint the picture of the reason why I love this so much.
It would be a 47 mile day. Hills to climb. Some with a steep grade, others pleasant. I began at around 5 am, in the dark with a cool breeze. The lights on my cart are flashing, and my flashlight is in my hand. I move down the road, as I am the only one out there. I smell all the fresh-morning smells. Honeysuckle and fresh cut grass. It's silent, except for an occasional animal or bird sound off to the side of the highway. I go for miles with minimal cars/trucks, and watch the beautiful sunrise. It always get a few degrees cooler when the sun rises. It feels nice.
As it becomes light, this is my favorite time of the day. I can see all around me, others can see me. And it's crisp outside, and that temperature is perfect. I feel fresh from my sleep, and have eaten a good breakfast. I move as well as I can like this for many miles. Up and down hills, just relaxing. The traffic picks up, as people are traveling to work, and the trucks begin to go by. First thing, a man in a van pulls over, immediately hops out, and literally runs over to me. He's so excited to have brought me water! (I blogged about it yesterday, too). He's so genuine, and caring, that I even give him a hug before he leaves. His dad was a pastor at a local church and passed recently. He had told me his dad taught him to always help others. And he does. It was such a sweet beginning to a long day.
I travel on with no troubles. John had gotten in late the night before and was not starting til later. I'll see him, maybe that night? I'm now listening to music, talk with David, Gates and Sheryl throughout the morning. I'm feeling fine, as my sickness has passed.
There's a particular dump truck that goes by a time or two, and honks and waves. One direction he has a load of gravel, and coming back the other direction, his dump truck is empty. Every time (at least 12!) that day that he passes me, he honks frantically-enthusiastically and waves hard. I wave back, a big wave and big smile, as if I know him. This goes on the whole way to Poplar Bluff. And it brings a smile to my face every time.
During the day, I stop at a conv store. A customer there (lady), tells me she's seen me since Mountain View, and asks the usual questions. This occurs almost daily. The folks out here travel up and down US60 as their gateway to work and stores. She says she will pray for my safety, and we both depart.
I continue on, running, fast-walking, eating, and drinking. It's a good day, as I have everything I could possibly need. The perfect scenario.
Miles go by, and I get close to Poplar Bluff. A car pulls over, and a lady gets out. Her husband is in the car. She inquires about me, curiously. She's a lot like me. I loved talking with her. She's ridden a motorcycle, with her husband, across the U.S., and wanted to know what it was like running/walking. They, too, had seen me for miles. I enjoyed them very, very much. No judgement, just social interaction that was normal. If I lived here, I'd pick them as friends.
I moved through town, and unfortunately, there was no food places off US60. Only if you actually went IN town. That's okay, I have everything I need.
I continue down the road with about 8 miles to the BullWinkle Lodge. About 2 miles to my "Exit T", a Sheriff's Dept patrol car pulls over, lights on. Followed by a Trooper SUV, lights flashing, too. Luckily, they were some of the nicest yet. Curious as well, lots of questions. They nod at each other, wish me safe travels, and head back to their job of protecting and serving.
I move on, , and take my exit. I exit against traffic, (going up the entrance for cars). I take a left and there's the Lodge. It's a actual Lodge! Love it!!
I get there and check in. Turns out they DO have a first floor room, sweet! There's a refrigerator, microwave and coffee in the room. It's a clean, large room. Bonus? 24 hr conv store across the street, "bar/lounge" with food attached to the Lodge. I end up getting the best BBQ sandwich (2 pickles) there for dinner. To-go, and eat it in my room. I get supplies at the conv store. Shower, and relax.
This, my friends, is a easy, sweet, perfect day on the road. It happens now and then. I wanted to share with you how comfortable this experience can be.
There are hard days, easy days, and all the other in-between days. I'm just so happy to be out here doing this, with you along for the ride.
We had a great one yesterday,
Cyndi
You and I are traveling to Sikeston today, about 43 miles. We've got this. John is behind me about 10 miles, he didn't make it to the Lodge. But he's doing okay.
Missouri is so gorgeous, with all its wonders. I'm going to miss it. Tomorrow, we head to Kentucky!
It would be a 47 mile day. Hills to climb. Some with a steep grade, others pleasant. I began at around 5 am, in the dark with a cool breeze. The lights on my cart are flashing, and my flashlight is in my hand. I move down the road, as I am the only one out there. I smell all the fresh-morning smells. Honeysuckle and fresh cut grass. It's silent, except for an occasional animal or bird sound off to the side of the highway. I go for miles with minimal cars/trucks, and watch the beautiful sunrise. It always get a few degrees cooler when the sun rises. It feels nice.
As it becomes light, this is my favorite time of the day. I can see all around me, others can see me. And it's crisp outside, and that temperature is perfect. I feel fresh from my sleep, and have eaten a good breakfast. I move as well as I can like this for many miles. Up and down hills, just relaxing. The traffic picks up, as people are traveling to work, and the trucks begin to go by. First thing, a man in a van pulls over, immediately hops out, and literally runs over to me. He's so excited to have brought me water! (I blogged about it yesterday, too). He's so genuine, and caring, that I even give him a hug before he leaves. His dad was a pastor at a local church and passed recently. He had told me his dad taught him to always help others. And he does. It was such a sweet beginning to a long day.
I travel on with no troubles. John had gotten in late the night before and was not starting til later. I'll see him, maybe that night? I'm now listening to music, talk with David, Gates and Sheryl throughout the morning. I'm feeling fine, as my sickness has passed.
There's a particular dump truck that goes by a time or two, and honks and waves. One direction he has a load of gravel, and coming back the other direction, his dump truck is empty. Every time (at least 12!) that day that he passes me, he honks frantically-enthusiastically and waves hard. I wave back, a big wave and big smile, as if I know him. This goes on the whole way to Poplar Bluff. And it brings a smile to my face every time.
During the day, I stop at a conv store. A customer there (lady), tells me she's seen me since Mountain View, and asks the usual questions. This occurs almost daily. The folks out here travel up and down US60 as their gateway to work and stores. She says she will pray for my safety, and we both depart.
I continue on, running, fast-walking, eating, and drinking. It's a good day, as I have everything I could possibly need. The perfect scenario.
Miles go by, and I get close to Poplar Bluff. A car pulls over, and a lady gets out. Her husband is in the car. She inquires about me, curiously. She's a lot like me. I loved talking with her. She's ridden a motorcycle, with her husband, across the U.S., and wanted to know what it was like running/walking. They, too, had seen me for miles. I enjoyed them very, very much. No judgement, just social interaction that was normal. If I lived here, I'd pick them as friends.
I moved through town, and unfortunately, there was no food places off US60. Only if you actually went IN town. That's okay, I have everything I need.
I continue down the road with about 8 miles to the BullWinkle Lodge. About 2 miles to my "Exit T", a Sheriff's Dept patrol car pulls over, lights on. Followed by a Trooper SUV, lights flashing, too. Luckily, they were some of the nicest yet. Curious as well, lots of questions. They nod at each other, wish me safe travels, and head back to their job of protecting and serving.
I move on, , and take my exit. I exit against traffic, (going up the entrance for cars). I take a left and there's the Lodge. It's a actual Lodge! Love it!!
I get there and check in. Turns out they DO have a first floor room, sweet! There's a refrigerator, microwave and coffee in the room. It's a clean, large room. Bonus? 24 hr conv store across the street, "bar/lounge" with food attached to the Lodge. I end up getting the best BBQ sandwich (2 pickles) there for dinner. To-go, and eat it in my room. I get supplies at the conv store. Shower, and relax.
This, my friends, is a easy, sweet, perfect day on the road. It happens now and then. I wanted to share with you how comfortable this experience can be.
There are hard days, easy days, and all the other in-between days. I'm just so happy to be out here doing this, with you along for the ride.
We had a great one yesterday,
Cyndi
You and I are traveling to Sikeston today, about 43 miles. We've got this. John is behind me about 10 miles, he didn't make it to the Lodge. But he's doing okay.
Missouri is so gorgeous, with all its wonders. I'm going to miss it. Tomorrow, we head to Kentucky!
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
Fun Facts from Van Buren
The Current River, here in Van Buren, is one of the cleanest rivers in the U.S. It is spring fed, from the multiples of caves with the spring waters running through them. They feed up to the river in many areas, creating the currents. The river is a popular canoeing, rafting, and boating location. Then, just a few miles from here is Big Springs, one of largest springs in the U.S. It feeds into the Current River, and is s popular attraction, as well. The spring is about 58 degrees, and they say dissolves and removes 175 tons of limestone a day! It's huge! The caves in this area are like a underground city in itself, with spring waters flowing all through it.
Just as I was typing this, a man in a van pulled over, hopped out, and ran over, saying, "I'm not going to hurt you! I'm bringing you water. "I saw you, and went up to the convenient store, and got you some water.". I thought it was going to be the beauty of the land that I remember the most. But I know that it's going to be the generosity of the people that I will never forget. The human race is so innately kind, giving, caring, and generous.
Update on the funeral in Van Buren:
Mildred "Mitzie" Browning was a long-time resident of Van Buren, and the original owner of the StarLight Motel there. She's well known in the area, and was 79 years old. RIP.
Update on Trail of Tears:
The couple in the covered wagon yesterday, are indeed married. I think I may have blogged that they were daughter and father. Their names are Gene and Noqahelisi, and they are of Cherokee descent. They go by "Mama and Papa". Her son, Johnny, was killed in an accidental shooting two years ago. They have his ashes with them, as they wanted him to go along. This memorial trip is heartbreaking and inspiring. Gene's ability to control, and care for, those great horses (mules, actually!) are, turns out, something he's done all his life. He certainly was a natural at it. I can't quit thinking about them, and their journey. Our commonality is that the good Lord is getting us through both of our journeys. I felt like kindred spirits. Our faith walks beside us in our every day life, yet carries us through our difficult times. I wish them well.
The scenery around here is gorgeous! I'm really enjoying it. So different and unique. Wish I could spend a few days here. I want to go through some of these caves, zip line, and go hiking. Yet, my mission today holds a different set of plans. I will climb many steep hills to get to Poplar Bluff. And it looks like today will be just over 45 miles, by the time we get to our motel outside of the town. It will not be a fast day, but we always seem to get it done.
Going to head on down the road,
Cyndi
Just as I was typing this, a man in a van pulled over, hopped out, and ran over, saying, "I'm not going to hurt you! I'm bringing you water. "I saw you, and went up to the convenient store, and got you some water.". I thought it was going to be the beauty of the land that I remember the most. But I know that it's going to be the generosity of the people that I will never forget. The human race is so innately kind, giving, caring, and generous.
Update on the funeral in Van Buren:
Mildred "Mitzie" Browning was a long-time resident of Van Buren, and the original owner of the StarLight Motel there. She's well known in the area, and was 79 years old. RIP.
Update on Trail of Tears:
The couple in the covered wagon yesterday, are indeed married. I think I may have blogged that they were daughter and father. Their names are Gene and Noqahelisi, and they are of Cherokee descent. They go by "Mama and Papa". Her son, Johnny, was killed in an accidental shooting two years ago. They have his ashes with them, as they wanted him to go along. This memorial trip is heartbreaking and inspiring. Gene's ability to control, and care for, those great horses (mules, actually!) are, turns out, something he's done all his life. He certainly was a natural at it. I can't quit thinking about them, and their journey. Our commonality is that the good Lord is getting us through both of our journeys. I felt like kindred spirits. Our faith walks beside us in our every day life, yet carries us through our difficult times. I wish them well.
The scenery around here is gorgeous! I'm really enjoying it. So different and unique. Wish I could spend a few days here. I want to go through some of these caves, zip line, and go hiking. Yet, my mission today holds a different set of plans. I will climb many steep hills to get to Poplar Bluff. And it looks like today will be just over 45 miles, by the time we get to our motel outside of the town. It will not be a fast day, but we always seem to get it done.
Going to head on down the road,
Cyndi
Monday, May 18, 2015
Day and Night 48 - Going to Van Buren
If I haven't heard of many of these small towns, I certainly have not heard of Van Buren. Yet, it's a popular place! I went through the Mark Twain National Forest on the way here, which has multiple opportunities for camping, hiking, and such. And then here in the foothills of the Ozarks, Van Buren, it has The Current River flowing through it. Lots of activities abound! I came into town, and proceeded to cross the bridge over the river, on the pedestrian bridge. Well, that took me directly downtown, no other option. A pathway to everything 'Van Buren'! This just happens to be where my motel is tonight. It's off the course, but due to a "popular figure's" death, Van Buren's is crawling with people. As I passed the florist coming down Main St, they were preparing the flowers, and I overheard discussions of "times" of events. I was going to inquire more about this, but I haven't as of yet. I'll see if the right opportunity presents itself to do so.
This downtown area has everything you need and want. Little grocery store, restaurant, deli, ice cream place, conv stores, etc. It's a small area, yet powerful. All bases are covered. I'm staying at the Hawthorne Motel here off Main St. It's quaint, endearing, old, but decent. Just the location is like hitting the jackpot! I was able to re-supply my cart for tomorrow, and that's very comforting, as I'll depart early again in the morning. Most places are not open when I'm leaving town.
It's been a day of pushing my cart up "hills". The grade is more severe than other areas. I heard there may be more tomorrow. But after I get past Poplar Bluff, it will flatten out a bit. Today, it felt like my brake was on, as I was going uphill. That's when I know it's steeper than the usual hills I'm used to. The shoulder is safe and generous, and that makes for easier traveling. I'm very thankful for it. A few miles out of Winona, I looked up from my "pushing" of the cart, to see a large image coming my way in front of me, on the same shoulder as I. I tried to figure it out.....was it a wide load on the shoulder? Were there Amish people out here traveling? But they were coming down the hill, as I was coming up it. Their speed was greater, and I was trying to figure out how I was going to get out of their way? The grass on the side of the road is as high as my waist and full of chiggers. There's cars and trucks flying by. What is it? Many things were going through my mind. Then they were upon me, and the man is directing his 3 horses to go into the lane on the highway, and he's pointing for me to get in the grass. He begins to slow his huge horses down, and they come to a complete stop right beside me. It's a covered wagon, fancy horse reigns, a man and women, and a dog. The wagon is huge. The horses are enormous. Their attachments to the wagon are first rate. Fancy, as if they were in a circus. They are now stopped in the right hand lane of the highway! It doesn't phase them what-so-ever. They say hello, are super-friendly, introduce themselves, and ask me what I'm doing. I can hardly answer because I'm trying to figure out what their doing, where are they going, where do they park their horses at night? They gather my information, and then begin to share theirs. The lady's son passed away 2 years ago, and 6 months after his death, they begin this Trail of Tears. They do this in honor of her deceased son, Johnny. Covered wagon, elaborate horses, dog (Belle), her Dad, Gene who manages the horses (he's 80, by the way). They have been on the road going from North Carolina to Oklahoma for a year and a half now. They can only go a short way each day with the horses. (They asked me, "How many more hills to Winona?". I wasn't counting, but I guessed. Those poor horses were pouring sweat). They have the people they meet 'sign' their covered wagon, and so I did. She handed me a Sharpie, and I signed it. I had SO many more questions, but it was time for us all to move on. I got the basic "just" of it, and off they went.
I started back up the shoulder, not believing my own eyes and ears. What just happened? But like I keep seeing over and over, everyone has a story.
Speaking of, we are heading to Poplar Bluff tomorrow. We will stay at BullWinkles Lodge. It is also off course, but that's been the way it is lately. It's never more than a mile off US60, but after 42 miles, it can seem daunting. And then once I get there, I'm so glad I have a place to stay! They already told me we will have second floor rooms. So I will make that happen by taking most everything out of my cart, etc. And up the stairs it all goes. It's certainly do-able.
Hygiene Report:
First, I am happy to tell you that there is a laundromat right next door to my motel! I washed my clothes, and that was the highlight of my day. I showered. I continued with the continuation of lotion for my parched skin. I'm feeling good, and am ready for another day of seeing this beautiful state. There was no rain today (on me). It was around me, as the highway was wet at times. The morning started foggy, and I love that. It's so pretty.
I'm feeling so much better, too. Thank you for all your concern and support during my "sick" days. I made it through!
Better get settled in, and get some rest. Hope your Monday was as fun and exciting as mine was.
Cyndi
This downtown area has everything you need and want. Little grocery store, restaurant, deli, ice cream place, conv stores, etc. It's a small area, yet powerful. All bases are covered. I'm staying at the Hawthorne Motel here off Main St. It's quaint, endearing, old, but decent. Just the location is like hitting the jackpot! I was able to re-supply my cart for tomorrow, and that's very comforting, as I'll depart early again in the morning. Most places are not open when I'm leaving town.
It's been a day of pushing my cart up "hills". The grade is more severe than other areas. I heard there may be more tomorrow. But after I get past Poplar Bluff, it will flatten out a bit. Today, it felt like my brake was on, as I was going uphill. That's when I know it's steeper than the usual hills I'm used to. The shoulder is safe and generous, and that makes for easier traveling. I'm very thankful for it. A few miles out of Winona, I looked up from my "pushing" of the cart, to see a large image coming my way in front of me, on the same shoulder as I. I tried to figure it out.....was it a wide load on the shoulder? Were there Amish people out here traveling? But they were coming down the hill, as I was coming up it. Their speed was greater, and I was trying to figure out how I was going to get out of their way? The grass on the side of the road is as high as my waist and full of chiggers. There's cars and trucks flying by. What is it? Many things were going through my mind. Then they were upon me, and the man is directing his 3 horses to go into the lane on the highway, and he's pointing for me to get in the grass. He begins to slow his huge horses down, and they come to a complete stop right beside me. It's a covered wagon, fancy horse reigns, a man and women, and a dog. The wagon is huge. The horses are enormous. Their attachments to the wagon are first rate. Fancy, as if they were in a circus. They are now stopped in the right hand lane of the highway! It doesn't phase them what-so-ever. They say hello, are super-friendly, introduce themselves, and ask me what I'm doing. I can hardly answer because I'm trying to figure out what their doing, where are they going, where do they park their horses at night? They gather my information, and then begin to share theirs. The lady's son passed away 2 years ago, and 6 months after his death, they begin this Trail of Tears. They do this in honor of her deceased son, Johnny. Covered wagon, elaborate horses, dog (Belle), her Dad, Gene who manages the horses (he's 80, by the way). They have been on the road going from North Carolina to Oklahoma for a year and a half now. They can only go a short way each day with the horses. (They asked me, "How many more hills to Winona?". I wasn't counting, but I guessed. Those poor horses were pouring sweat). They have the people they meet 'sign' their covered wagon, and so I did. She handed me a Sharpie, and I signed it. I had SO many more questions, but it was time for us all to move on. I got the basic "just" of it, and off they went.
I started back up the shoulder, not believing my own eyes and ears. What just happened? But like I keep seeing over and over, everyone has a story.
Speaking of, we are heading to Poplar Bluff tomorrow. We will stay at BullWinkles Lodge. It is also off course, but that's been the way it is lately. It's never more than a mile off US60, but after 42 miles, it can seem daunting. And then once I get there, I'm so glad I have a place to stay! They already told me we will have second floor rooms. So I will make that happen by taking most everything out of my cart, etc. And up the stairs it all goes. It's certainly do-able.
Hygiene Report:
First, I am happy to tell you that there is a laundromat right next door to my motel! I washed my clothes, and that was the highlight of my day. I showered. I continued with the continuation of lotion for my parched skin. I'm feeling good, and am ready for another day of seeing this beautiful state. There was no rain today (on me). It was around me, as the highway was wet at times. The morning started foggy, and I love that. It's so pretty.
I'm feeling so much better, too. Thank you for all your concern and support during my "sick" days. I made it through!
Better get settled in, and get some rest. Hope your Monday was as fun and exciting as mine was.
Cyndi
Sunday, May 17, 2015
Day and Night 47 in Mountain View, MO
As the day went on, things improved in multiple ways. I was able to eat more readily. The rain stopped for the afternoon. I could enjoy what Missouri has to offer in regards to the beauty, rather than looking down at my feet while rain is blowing at me. I enjoy looking around, and felt like I could stand up straight and enjoy my day once the rain settled down. It makes such a huge difference.....physically and mentally.
The day flew by once I felt better, changed my shoes and socks, and the weather improved. As I came into Mountain View, there was a Walmart on my left. I needed a few things, so I went in and gathered them. I continue down the highway, and just before my motel is a Taco Bell. This was my chance at a quesadilla, and I thought I would try to see if I could tolerate it. Turns out it was perfect! Just the right amount, and was exactly what I needed. Now I'm really happy! I continue down the highway to the Honeysuckle Inn. OMGoodness....cutest motel so far! Well kept, lovely place. I'm so excited I get to stay here! Things just keep getting better and better today.
I check in, and am told they only have second floor rooms available. I ask for 1st floor when I reserve rooms, but that doesn't always happen. Okay, so I empty most of my cart, one load at a time, up to my room. Then I back my cart up the stairs, one stair at a time. Since it rained so much today, I really needed to take it out anyway. So all's well. I get to enjoy the motel for a little while today. I even find a Big Bang Theory show on. Jackpot! I get things ready for tomorrow, and decide to clean myself up. I'm feeling better all the time today, and very glad.
Hygiene Report:
Since there are no laundry facilities available, I wash my clothes in the shower with me. After two days of rain/road ick on me, it was a much needed washing. I'm happy they are clean!! I put lots of lotion on my dry skin. Skin that I'm going to be embarrassed to reveal to my routine 6 month dermatologist appt. I have a history of some skin cancer issues, and I can see the look on her face already. I'm sorry ahead of time, Dr Lund. I can't believe I have done this to my skin, either. But there are prices to pay out here. Priorities change, life is not the same as it once was. I hope with time it will all heal, and re-growth of skin will occur in place of the damage. Sunscreen helps, but cannot deter the "ball of fire" day-in and day-out. If there's a good thing about the rain, it's usually that the sun is not as harsh that day. My feet. Oh geez, the rain, constant dampness, literal wetness at times, has taken a toll on my feet. I do everything I can to keep my feet happy. I can sum it up by saying they are as good as they can be, under these circumstances.
Tomorrow, we have a longer milage day to Van Buren, Mo. We will be staying at the Hawthorne Motel. I know it's one-story, so that's nice. Other than that, it's a toss up. It's always fun to see what these places are really like. You can't trust the reviews.....good or bad.
Hope your work week starts off well!
Cyndi
The day flew by once I felt better, changed my shoes and socks, and the weather improved. As I came into Mountain View, there was a Walmart on my left. I needed a few things, so I went in and gathered them. I continue down the highway, and just before my motel is a Taco Bell. This was my chance at a quesadilla, and I thought I would try to see if I could tolerate it. Turns out it was perfect! Just the right amount, and was exactly what I needed. Now I'm really happy! I continue down the highway to the Honeysuckle Inn. OMGoodness....cutest motel so far! Well kept, lovely place. I'm so excited I get to stay here! Things just keep getting better and better today.
I check in, and am told they only have second floor rooms available. I ask for 1st floor when I reserve rooms, but that doesn't always happen. Okay, so I empty most of my cart, one load at a time, up to my room. Then I back my cart up the stairs, one stair at a time. Since it rained so much today, I really needed to take it out anyway. So all's well. I get to enjoy the motel for a little while today. I even find a Big Bang Theory show on. Jackpot! I get things ready for tomorrow, and decide to clean myself up. I'm feeling better all the time today, and very glad.
Hygiene Report:
Since there are no laundry facilities available, I wash my clothes in the shower with me. After two days of rain/road ick on me, it was a much needed washing. I'm happy they are clean!! I put lots of lotion on my dry skin. Skin that I'm going to be embarrassed to reveal to my routine 6 month dermatologist appt. I have a history of some skin cancer issues, and I can see the look on her face already. I'm sorry ahead of time, Dr Lund. I can't believe I have done this to my skin, either. But there are prices to pay out here. Priorities change, life is not the same as it once was. I hope with time it will all heal, and re-growth of skin will occur in place of the damage. Sunscreen helps, but cannot deter the "ball of fire" day-in and day-out. If there's a good thing about the rain, it's usually that the sun is not as harsh that day. My feet. Oh geez, the rain, constant dampness, literal wetness at times, has taken a toll on my feet. I do everything I can to keep my feet happy. I can sum it up by saying they are as good as they can be, under these circumstances.
Tomorrow, we have a longer milage day to Van Buren, Mo. We will be staying at the Hawthorne Motel. I know it's one-story, so that's nice. Other than that, it's a toss up. It's always fun to see what these places are really like. You can't trust the reviews.....good or bad.
Hope your work week starts off well!
Cyndi
Day 47 - Feeling better
I was all ready for a colonoscopy today, after a night on the potty. I slept like a baby in between the many times my colon woke me up. This was not a surprise after my day of nausea yesterday. I still don't know the root cause, as there are too many variables. I am feeling better today, and I'm grateful for that. I'm still eating bland foods, no "real" meals yet. For lunch, I just had some cereal (from the motel's breakfast), and that settled nicely. It was raisin bran, and was perfect. I've tried to run a few times today, but my stomach cramps, and tells me "no". It's okay, I'll fast walk while my body gets better.
John and I both started the day later than usual. He told me we were averaging 40 miles a day thus far. He's doing well, and made it into Cabool by around 11 pm. We are making our way to Mountain View today. It started out rough due to more rain with headwind. But about a hour ago, it subsided. For now. My feet were sloshing around in my shoes. I took the time in Willow Springs to 'exit', and make the small trek up to the conv store there. I sat down and changed my shoes and socks. I had a audience of two men watching every detail. They, too, like many folks, have seen us on US 60 for days. These people drive this highway for work, up and down to different towns. They asked questions the whole time. They stared at my prune-y toes. My feet looked like they had been in water the last few days. I guess they have! As I pulled a sock off, they watched me dry my feet, re-band aid hot spots. Fascinating, I suppose. I do it so routinely, that its natural. To me, that is.
With dry shoes and socks, I head down the exit ramp back to US60, disregarding the "Wrong Way" signs I'm so familiar with.
My goals today are to (maybe) eat a regular meal tonight. I'd like to wash my 2 day dirty clothes. Splashed by road debris for two days makes them a little dicey. I just didn't feel up to washing them in the shower last night. (There were no laundry facilities there). I didn't mind, I just wanted to rest anyway.
I'm not in a hurry today getting to Mountain View. Just enjoying the break from the rain is a relief. Our plans are to stay at the Honeysuckle Inn tonight. More rain is predicted for tomorrow. We'll go 43 miles to Van Buren tomorrow. Then Popular Bluff the next day. We are getting close to the 2/3 completion mark. John and I are hanging in there. His determination and resolve inspires me.
I'd like to thank you all for your concern regarding my health. I feel the love and concern. Thank you.
I'm going to get past this. It may take a couple days, but I can still make forward progress. Our bodies are amazing machines.
I'll let you know how the Honeysuckle Inn turns out!
Cyndi
John and I both started the day later than usual. He told me we were averaging 40 miles a day thus far. He's doing well, and made it into Cabool by around 11 pm. We are making our way to Mountain View today. It started out rough due to more rain with headwind. But about a hour ago, it subsided. For now. My feet were sloshing around in my shoes. I took the time in Willow Springs to 'exit', and make the small trek up to the conv store there. I sat down and changed my shoes and socks. I had a audience of two men watching every detail. They, too, like many folks, have seen us on US 60 for days. These people drive this highway for work, up and down to different towns. They asked questions the whole time. They stared at my prune-y toes. My feet looked like they had been in water the last few days. I guess they have! As I pulled a sock off, they watched me dry my feet, re-band aid hot spots. Fascinating, I suppose. I do it so routinely, that its natural. To me, that is.
With dry shoes and socks, I head down the exit ramp back to US60, disregarding the "Wrong Way" signs I'm so familiar with.
My goals today are to (maybe) eat a regular meal tonight. I'd like to wash my 2 day dirty clothes. Splashed by road debris for two days makes them a little dicey. I just didn't feel up to washing them in the shower last night. (There were no laundry facilities there). I didn't mind, I just wanted to rest anyway.
I'm not in a hurry today getting to Mountain View. Just enjoying the break from the rain is a relief. Our plans are to stay at the Honeysuckle Inn tonight. More rain is predicted for tomorrow. We'll go 43 miles to Van Buren tomorrow. Then Popular Bluff the next day. We are getting close to the 2/3 completion mark. John and I are hanging in there. His determination and resolve inspires me.
I'd like to thank you all for your concern regarding my health. I feel the love and concern. Thank you.
I'm going to get past this. It may take a couple days, but I can still make forward progress. Our bodies are amazing machines.
I'll let you know how the Honeysuckle Inn turns out!
Cyndi
Saturday, May 16, 2015
Day 46 comes to an end / Night 46
I'm alive! I'm in Cabool, MO. Somehow, I made it here today. My nausea was persistent today. I ate only for fuel. Nothing more. Speaking of fuel/food, something surprising happened today. When I got on US60 this morning in Seymour, the highway seemed as it always had. Two lanes, nice shoulder.
SIDE NOTE: US60 has been many things over the last thousand miles. A regular highway, a street down a residential area, a "back" road, a large highway with many cars, and just about any other type of road you can think of.
Today, my precious US60 turned into a "real" highway (not like a interstate, though). It was two lanes in each direction, nice shoulder, divided, and with "exits". For example, if you desired to go to a conv store/gas station, you would need to exit, and go over the overpass, and down a bit. I had no idea it would be this way today. US60 surprises me every now and then. There was only 3 opportunities for 'service', but I could not bring myself to take the exit. It was just too far out of the way today. I was not feeling well, and no extra steps to Cabool would help me. I just kept moving.
I'm not sure how much longer US60 will be like this. I was spoiled by all the conv stores at a stones throw. Just hop off the shoulder, and hop right back on. Ahhh, the good ole days! We will see what it's like tomorrow. We will be heading to Mountain View. John has decided he wants to try and make it to Cabool tonight. And changed our milage tomorrow to around 32. I'm going to sleep in til 6, if not later! I'm hoping this will give my nausea time to pass. We both need a break.
I'm staying at the America's Best Value Inn here in Cabool. It's very nice. There is nothing around it. The closest thing is a DQ. And I'm just not able to handle type of food today. The motel clerk tells me about a store just up the way. I have to go. So still nasty from my rainy day, I set out to the Town and Country Grocery Store. It's almost a mile, but I need quite a bit of stuff, so it's worth it! I passed the DQ while walking to the store. They were having a Hot Rod Car Show in the parking lot. When I got to the grocery store, it was heaven! I got strawberries, more bananas, blueberries, English muffins and grape jelly. All things I think my stomach can tolerate. In the parking lot is a older gentleman who made note about seeing me on US60. We talked, and I told him what I was doing. He had also crossed the country, several times, in his different hot rods. We talked about the route, etc. he also knew someone who biked it. So it was not completely foreign to him. Turns out, he said he would take me - and my groceries - back to the motel to "save me some steps that I can use tomorrow ". I tried to pay him. He said, "He has many problems, but money isn't one of them", jokingly. I will not forget him. Such a kind, humble guy.
I forgot to mention one other encounter today. When I exited to get to the motel, a van with a red-haired young women pulled up next to me. Her husband was in the front seat, two small kids in the back. She said she has been seeing me (over and over), for at least since Monett. She works in all these different towns up and down US60. She just wanted to know how many miles I had traveled so far. I was happy to tell her "just over" 1800! They were trying to process it all, and continued to ask lots of questions. They offered to go get me water, etc. I declined, but really appreciated it SO much. She had her kids in the van, and I did not want to interrupt their day. She ended it by saying, "Each time I see you, it's been a reminder to me that God is all around us." She continued, "It's as if you are the symbol of the Lord, and your there to remind me of God's glory." I found it fascinating how she related my "appearances" to God speaking to her. I was just overwhelmed. I told her I just had a conversation with my sister, that it was God, who carried me today, as I was feeling sick. I don't know where the time went, or how it was able to happen today. But I do attribute it to God's will. And to have someone else relate that today, just continues to feed my faith.
These people I come across out here are kind, joyful, helpful and caring. They are interested, without judgement. I never expected - or thought about - that aspect when considering this crossing. Yet, it has been my greatest blessing.
I just ate my English muffin with PB and banana. And the strawberries tasted wonderful. That's all I'm having, and will see how things settle. I'll know more tomorrow.
I will say that feeling sick, overrode my irritation with the rain. The rain did not phase me near as much as usual. I don't necessarily like it, but it wasn't my biggest concern today! I thought maybe that's one of my lessons today. Good rain is okay. Don't fight it. And I was able to do that today.
Many things happening out here on the road, that sometimes I think I'm not able to write it all down. It's so much bigger than me. This whole thing is.
Cyndi
SIDE NOTE: US60 has been many things over the last thousand miles. A regular highway, a street down a residential area, a "back" road, a large highway with many cars, and just about any other type of road you can think of.
Today, my precious US60 turned into a "real" highway (not like a interstate, though). It was two lanes in each direction, nice shoulder, divided, and with "exits". For example, if you desired to go to a conv store/gas station, you would need to exit, and go over the overpass, and down a bit. I had no idea it would be this way today. US60 surprises me every now and then. There was only 3 opportunities for 'service', but I could not bring myself to take the exit. It was just too far out of the way today. I was not feeling well, and no extra steps to Cabool would help me. I just kept moving.
I'm not sure how much longer US60 will be like this. I was spoiled by all the conv stores at a stones throw. Just hop off the shoulder, and hop right back on. Ahhh, the good ole days! We will see what it's like tomorrow. We will be heading to Mountain View. John has decided he wants to try and make it to Cabool tonight. And changed our milage tomorrow to around 32. I'm going to sleep in til 6, if not later! I'm hoping this will give my nausea time to pass. We both need a break.
I'm staying at the America's Best Value Inn here in Cabool. It's very nice. There is nothing around it. The closest thing is a DQ. And I'm just not able to handle type of food today. The motel clerk tells me about a store just up the way. I have to go. So still nasty from my rainy day, I set out to the Town and Country Grocery Store. It's almost a mile, but I need quite a bit of stuff, so it's worth it! I passed the DQ while walking to the store. They were having a Hot Rod Car Show in the parking lot. When I got to the grocery store, it was heaven! I got strawberries, more bananas, blueberries, English muffins and grape jelly. All things I think my stomach can tolerate. In the parking lot is a older gentleman who made note about seeing me on US60. We talked, and I told him what I was doing. He had also crossed the country, several times, in his different hot rods. We talked about the route, etc. he also knew someone who biked it. So it was not completely foreign to him. Turns out, he said he would take me - and my groceries - back to the motel to "save me some steps that I can use tomorrow ". I tried to pay him. He said, "He has many problems, but money isn't one of them", jokingly. I will not forget him. Such a kind, humble guy.
I forgot to mention one other encounter today. When I exited to get to the motel, a van with a red-haired young women pulled up next to me. Her husband was in the front seat, two small kids in the back. She said she has been seeing me (over and over), for at least since Monett. She works in all these different towns up and down US60. She just wanted to know how many miles I had traveled so far. I was happy to tell her "just over" 1800! They were trying to process it all, and continued to ask lots of questions. They offered to go get me water, etc. I declined, but really appreciated it SO much. She had her kids in the van, and I did not want to interrupt their day. She ended it by saying, "Each time I see you, it's been a reminder to me that God is all around us." She continued, "It's as if you are the symbol of the Lord, and your there to remind me of God's glory." I found it fascinating how she related my "appearances" to God speaking to her. I was just overwhelmed. I told her I just had a conversation with my sister, that it was God, who carried me today, as I was feeling sick. I don't know where the time went, or how it was able to happen today. But I do attribute it to God's will. And to have someone else relate that today, just continues to feed my faith.
These people I come across out here are kind, joyful, helpful and caring. They are interested, without judgement. I never expected - or thought about - that aspect when considering this crossing. Yet, it has been my greatest blessing.
I just ate my English muffin with PB and banana. And the strawberries tasted wonderful. That's all I'm having, and will see how things settle. I'll know more tomorrow.
I will say that feeling sick, overrode my irritation with the rain. The rain did not phase me near as much as usual. I don't necessarily like it, but it wasn't my biggest concern today! I thought maybe that's one of my lessons today. Good rain is okay. Don't fight it. And I was able to do that today.
Many things happening out here on the road, that sometimes I think I'm not able to write it all down. It's so much bigger than me. This whole thing is.
Cyndi
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