Biking Across Kansas
Climbing expectations
I’ll come back and update this later. It’s been a busy day and I haven’t had much time to sit down and write. Also, I’m struggling to get my photos uploaded with the internet service available. Today’s ride was officially 74, but ended up being 75.5 on my bike computer. As promised, there were a lot of hills, some quite … Read more
Read MoreLots of lessons
I learned a lot today. Very early, about 5 in the morning, I learned that the “Cobbler Ladies” can bring out the worst in cyclist, and the importance of their cobbler – sold at the first SAG stop out of Sterling – is not something to be taken lightly. I was told that I did not want to dally in … Read more
Read MoreSterling experience
Here’s the theme for today – The sheer awesomeness of Kansas. Every town BAK has stopped in has greeted us with open arms and gone out of their way to make our stay, or even a stop, in their town an incredible experience. From Johnson City to today’s stop in Sterling, these towns have rolled out the red carpet for … Read more
Read MoreTaking too long
OK, well today I was going to write quite a bit, but that’s not going to happen. Although the day was a short ride – about 49 miles – I spent a lot of time lollygagging around with my new friends, Kimberly Hawks, Bill Collins and Rita Griggs. That means that even though we left around 7 a.m., and should’ve … Read more
Read MoreSunday morning, and more
There is so much to write about from today’s ride! I hardly know where to begin, and I know I don’t have enough time to do it all tonight – but tomorrow is a short day, so I should be able to update more tomorrow. Today’s ride was 80 miles from Lakin to Jetmore. I left about 7 a.m. and … Read more
Read MoreCrossing perfection
I don’t know exactly what cycling shorts and jerseys are made of, but I wish skin was made from the same seemingly indestructible material. But you have to read to the end to find out more about that. Save one mishap, today’s trip from Johnson to Lakin was very close to perfect. From Johnson to Ulysses, the wind blew at our … Read more
Read MoreIt begins
It’s 16 miles from the Kansas/Colorado border and my little one man tent at the high school in Johnson City. And it was about as perfect a 16 miles as I’ve ever ridden – but that might just be the open air talking. Today wasn’t without its problems. I left town a little late, mostly because I freaked out that I’d … Read more
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