Saturday, May 9, 2009

The middle

Hey,


So now we are in Minnesota! Long Prairie to be specific. Doing the rest of WI was for the most part fairly uneventful. Except that Nick was stricken with what cyclists refer to as the ID, or Inflation Dysfunction. 4 flats in 3 days. We were also rained upon by a huge rain storm, though I suppose what else is new? The one thing that really impresses me about the mid-west is the sky. In NY whenever you look up most of your view is interrupted by trees. Here there are certainly a fare share of trees, though it seems that they are spread out far enough that one can observe the weather in every direction. For example, when we were caught in that giant rain storm we were able to actually watch the entire weather system as it got closer, morph and swirl away as it departed.
After that day we were blessed by beautiful weather all the way into MN. In Dalbo MN, pop. 50 maybe, we met a man named Don Olson. One day about 6 years ago he was in his front yard watering some plants when he spotted two cyclists off in the distance. It was a hot day in July and the county road that passes Don's house was not yet finished. As he observed the bikers pushing their fully loaded rigs through the hot dirt/sand road, he asked them if they would like something to drink. The rest, as they say, is history. Now Don's house is a landmark on the Adventure Cycling maps that Nick and I are using on this trip. Don's house/ front lawn is now a haven for any touring cyclist passing through the area. Don is a great guy with tons of stories and a lot of spirit. He showed us around his farm and answered all our city-boy questions about what does what and why. After a great nights sleep and some showers we were on the road again. Now we are just rolling through MN, we will be in Fargo North Dakota in 2 days. We would be there sooner, but today was the latest start of the trip, and cost us a lot of miles. It wasn't even our fault. Ask me about it later, Im still a bit upset about the whole thing. Tomorrow is Mother's Day so don't forget!!!! I know I wont. Sorry again, no pictures, so there is nothing cool to look at after all this blabber you just muddled your way through, hehe. Soon though, I promise. Maybe even later this evening. Oh yeah, one more thing. The second we rolled into town a man rode up to us on his bike and asked if we needed a lawn to camp in! People are nice. talk to you later.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Good fishin'

Heeeelllooooo,

So last time that I posted on here I had just entered the upper peninsula of Michigan. Well a lot has happened since then. For one, we are no longer in Michigan, yesterday we rolled into Wisconsin! The terrain before Wisconsin was very hilly, climbing out of a town called Crystal Falls MI was reminiscent of the first day of my trip tackling the Adirondacks. The weather remained cool for most of the our time in the UP, with a crisp breeze coming off Lake Michigan. The morning before we crossed over into Wisconsin we saw our most interesting weather yet. Harsh climbs made us sweat under our lycra sportwool poly blends, forcing us to de-layer at the top, then quickly reconsider as we descended into a cold head wind. Rain would come suddenly, followed quickly by bright blue skys. At one point we even saw a bit of hail. Though as we made our way across the border the skies cleared and we were immediately aware in the change in terrain. Northern Wisconsin is particularly woody. Most days we are surrounded by dense pine forests with the occasional lake thrown in the middle to break up the monotony. Not that these woods aren't nice to look at, its just nice to see something different every 30 miles at about 13 mph. The real excitement actually happened 3 miles into the todays ride, when Nick's chain exploded causing a link to fray. As the deformed hunk of metal made its way through Nick's front derailer it snagged, causing the derailer to be pulled into the crankset, destroying it completely. Luckily I was there. With my extensive knowledge of bikes, and added prowess as a mechanic, I was able to point and bark directions at Nick until I saw that his bike was fit to be ridden once again. Actually it wasn't that eventful, we took the broken derailer off. Took a link out of the chain to make it smaller, chose a decent gear in the front and we were off. This is a sure fire way to make it back to wherever you need to go, or the closest bike shop. We made it back to the town that we had just left and started inquiring how we might be able to get 30 miles away to the nearest bike shop in Boulder Junction. A kind old man named Louie told us that the big man up stairs told him it was the right thing to do, and gave us a ride. In Boulder Junction we found that the bike shop didn't carry any Shimano components, nor did they have the ability to help us out if they did. So after a few more lost puppy faces and hinting questions a nice fellow offered to drive us about 15 miles south to another bike shop that might be able to save us. Luckily they could! They swapped it out and cleaned it up and we were on the road again. Well actually we were back in the car and back to Boulder Junction, but THEN we were on the road again. 40 miles later we were in Mercer WI. All in all not too much riding was done today, though we still made about 65 miles progress in the right direction. Not bad if you ask me. Here are all the pictures that I promised you! If you wanna see them BIGGER, or more random ones click here





How pretty.
Going to dinner.

Jealous?
Dirty dirty fingernails.
Finally an OPEN campground. May 1st was national "everything open day".
Our campsite.
Good end to a day.
Sky.
"Its ok, we can fix it."
Road side bike shop.
Clean it up.
Horses.
We made a friend.
YES.
The most metal senior center EVER.
We stopped to do some laundry... I was washing pretty much everything I own.
Ice cream made me cold. Black = fast.
Misty day.
Lake Michigan.
Tail winds!!!
The first night in the UP. Lake Michigan.
The UP fuel. ZAGNUT!
Humid.
ME!
Ride hills kids... preferably down them. We were not so fortunate this day.