Waking up this morning had a distinct Monday morning feel about it. Despite a good nights sleep I felt like turning off my alarm, rolling over, and going back to sleep. I resisted the urge, had my inclusive breakfast (I always tend to go for the cereal – my experience of the cooked food in these ‘free’ breakfasts is not good so far), and was on the road by 07.30.
I think the heat wave of last week is now behind me (famous last words…) as the temperature his morning was far more spring-like – I had to don my cold weather gloves for the first time since leaving UK. The colder temperature, much flatter terrain, and the absence of dogs chasing me made for a good mornings cycling. In fact I’ve become so used to bombardment by dogs that it felt like something was missing today – 114 miles and not one attack! Early today I passed a natural warm spring – it was impressive to see the mist rising from it into the cold morning air. For the most part, the route that I’d chosen was good – it paralled an interstate, so there wasn’t much traffic, and a lot of it was designated as a ‘scenic byway’ so there were less trees and pylons lining the road than normal. Bits of the road were in pretty bad shape though, making for a bumpy ride – not to mention bringing back the threat of the dreaded pinch punctures (caused by the inner tube becoming trapped and punctured by the rim – I had A LOT of these training this winter).
I made it to the city of ‘Beaver Dam’ having done 90 miles by 15.00, and had my first KFC in Kentucky – which tasted identical to the UK veriety. I talked to a guy over lunch, whose son does a lot of cycling, about my trip. He was a bit in awe of the distances I cover in one day, and assured me that his son would be equally impressed. When I first started out people were entirely focoused on what I still had to do, now more and more people remark on how far I’ve come – I think this is a sure sign of progress. Something he said made me ask the guy behind the counter the time on the way out – getting an answer from him an hour out from my own watch gave away another milestone – I’ve made it onto central time (now 6 hours behind the UK)
Given an extra hour of daylight I decided to push on to Central City, about 20 miles down the road, and made it there in no time, to finish with a total over 100 in a day for the third time this trip. It was lucky I did make good time, as I managed to get the last room in any of the city’s 4 motels! Although I enjoyed my day off – the feeling of having put in a lot of effort and covering good ground is hard to beat.