Friday, May 9, 2014

My mantra: "The Wind Was Brutal! "



Rained all last night but I was snug and warm in a hotel room. Not so tonight; I'll be sleeping in my tent.  Left about 8 o'clock this morning and was confronted with a brutal wind coming out of the West. Could only make 4 miles an hour at times, and it felt like I could walk faster than I was bicycling. The wind is one obstacle that can really wear on a person's morale. Met my first bicyclists today traveling from Eugene, Oregon, to Washington DC.  Normally I would've taken a picture but I was too pooped to pop! I was too tired from the wind to take their picture; wish I had. They had confronted an eastbound wind the two previous days. Started out with beautiful scenery as can be seen from the picture shown here, and then I traveled to the flat open lands where the wind roared like a freight train.  At 20 miles I realized I was not going to make my 45 miles today. In Bradford, Illinois, checked in at a farm to see if I could pitch a tent and the folks were most accommodating. Have a beautiful view outside my tent door. Should wake up to the rising sun in the morning and behold this pastoral beauty. Hoping that the wind is accommodating tomorrow so that I may put some miles under my wheels. In any event, it's a great trip and continues to be that every day with new and exciting adventures.
They certainly have big raccoons in this part of the country!
Jim Hewitt






















Shallow Brook Farms, my home for tonight
View from my tent door