July 4 Crossing America

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Ordway, CO – Pueblo, CO Distance 50 miles, rode 23.
Total distance through today 2,266, ridden on bike 1,857
Arriving atlast night’s campsite, a mobile home/RV park, I was less then enthused with the accommodations.  Amanda was busy picking up trash from around our intended area.   Instead of grass we would be on sage stubble full of “Texas Tacks” a
short thorn which loves to poke holes in bicycle tires and air mattresses.  We would again be without showers.  The good there is a restaurant, laundry and free Wi-Fi on premises.  Well can’t have everything, so settled on staying in the restaurant working on my journal as well as editing pictures to insert into it.   About 7:00 PM Amanda asked if I had heard the good news, Ike had met the local high school principle and she offered to let us stay there.  Alright we’d be able to take showers and stay indoors out of the heat.  Well, the second part didn’t quite turn out as the gym did not have
air-conditioning.  Some members of the crew elected to set-up their tents on the football field.  Wish I had done that but after talking with Pepper he told me a rooster started crowing about 3:00 AM and continued the rest of the night.
Since this is a short day I was up and on the road by 5:44 in hopes of beating the heat and winds which were forecast to be at 10 mph out of the west.  First hour went as planned.  I did notice we were continuing to climb at a mild rate, gained 300 feet in elevation between Ordway and Pueblo.  Add to this the wind picked up and I was only
averaging 12.5 mph.  I would have liked to go faster but hey it’s a short day so what if I drop down to even 10 mph I’ll be done around noon with breaks.
I skipped breakfast in Ordway thinking I’d be able to have breakfast in Crowley or Olney Springs but unable to find anything open.   In Olney Springs I had the need for a toilet break for a #2, unable to find any public facilities I inquired at a home whose door was open.  The folks gladly allowed me to use their bathroom.  Each time I have asked total strangers for help they have responded positively.  My confidence level for completing stage 2 and 3 of my adventure, where I’ll be on my own, successfully  grows with each positive contact.  But the best contact with a “Road Angel” happens during my break.
20 miles out I took a break to eat a Fiber One bar I had with me.  As I’m eating my snack enjoying looking at the mountains in the distance I’m speculating the range to my southwest are the Greenhorn mountain range and I’m pretty sure the tallest mountain I see to the northwest has to be Pike’s Peak.  About this time a pick-up pulls up beside me and the gentleman driving  lowers the passenger window and asks if I’m OK.  To which I reply yes fine.  He then asks if I’d like a ride.  I hesitated thinking today’s ride is short and I’m nearly half done but I do have a saddle sore on my right butt cheek which has been giving me a pain for the past few days.  While I’m  pondering all this, the guy says I’m going to Pueblo.  OK, why not it’s not like this is the first time I’m accepting a ride.   Outstanding decision on my part so far this adventure.
After I’ve loaded my bike into the back of the pick-up the driver introduces himself to
me, Carl McClure is his name.  I in turn introduce myself and we hop in the truck and set off toward Pueblo.  Carl is a former teacher, he had taught in Iowa which gave us something to talk about the Registers Great Bicycle Ride Across Iowa (RAGBRAI) which I’ve done the past four years.  I learn Carl decided he’d had enough being a
school teacher and decided to move back to Olney Springs where he and his wife
purchased a 300 acre farm.  The conversation from here gets even better.  In addition to farming, Carl also works for the Colorado Dept. of Corrections at the facility I passed a few miles back.  That’s not all he is a Board of Director member for the Southeastern CO Water Conservancy District, a 300 million dollar project to extend the Colorado canal to the entire eastern part of the State.

Prairie Horizons Trail Signage

Here is where it gets me real excited Carl is one of the founders of the “Prairie Horizons Trail” which extends from Pueblo east to the Kansas border.  He pointed out a small Blue laminated sign with this designation at the next Bicycle caution sign we passed.  I had seen this same sign in several stores as we have been riding.  The organization is a grass roots group who has been working with the US Dept. of Transportation, Colorado Dept. of
Transportation and every community between Pueblo and the eastern border.  The organization was founded in 2005 dedicated to promoting a friendly, memorable and welcoming experience for cyclists; Enhance trail safety through physical improvements such as expanded highway shoulders, shelters and other amenities for cyclists traveling through their beautiful prairie.  Carl let me know that each community with a police department and local businesses will share with cyclists a safe place to stay overnight.  For example he said had we contacted the Ordway PD they would have told us about the high school.  This is also why the store keeper in Sheridan Lake knew about the church being available for us.  Carl and his wife have themselves opened their home for cyclists to stay overnight, take a shower and often provide them with a meal.  “That is just amazing” I told Carl and followed up with ”Why do you do it”.  He quickly answered we find bicyclists to be interesting people and enjoy visiting with them.  Carl shared several stories of touring cyclists who have stayed at their home over the years and that some of them have stayed in touch and become friends.  This time I believe I’ve been the beneficiary of interesting people to visit.  Carl said some have even shared their other bicycle adventures around the world, staying in touch through the years.  As Carl and I drove along he shared local history and sights in the area for me.  I learned the Army has a chemical storage facility just outside Pueblo where all the nasty warfare chemicals  are stored such as; Mustard Gas, Nerve Gas, Agent Orange, TNT residue and etc.  These chemicals are to be disposed of under an International Treaty we signed but hasn’t been done yet.  Carl also confirmed the two mountain ranges I mentioned above correctly.  He pointed out a very large Steel Manufacturing plant which is now owned by a Russian company instead of a US company, an even larger power generation plant and finally a former Army Air base given to the city of Pueblo which they converted into an industrial park and has been a tremendous asset to the community’s economic health.  Am I sorry for having accepted the ride with Carl and missed about 28 miles of bike riding today.  No way, Carl was much more interesting and I learned more about the area then had I continued to pedal down the road in solitude.  Thank you Carl, it was great meeting you.  You are now a member of my rapidly growing list of “Road Angels”.   One more side note, Carl had no more then drove away and I was about to pedal off, yet another pick-up pulled up beside me and the guy rolls down his window and states, “It’s going to be a hot one today.  Looks like you’re heading west?  I agreed with both statements.  He then said you’re getting ready to ride through a pretty rough section of town, how about I give you a ride through this area.  I said thanks but no thanks as I only have a couple miles to go.  He told me to be careful and not stop at any of the stores in this area.   Don’t we live in a great Country?

I didn’t go much more then a mile when Pepper drives by.   A mile later I meet him at the corner we need to turn to get to the Guesthouse Inn and Suites.  It was too early to check in so Pepper drove me to a Carl’s Junior restaurant where I hung out for a couple hours writing some of today’s journal.  Pepper came back picked me up and took me to the motel to check in.  It’s not the Hilton but it’s clean and comfortable, has a pool and FREE laundry.  Though I did laundry yesterday with Chet and Trish I decided to do what few clothes I had dirtied to get done.  Besides it gave me more time to continue this journal.
It felt so good to take a long, slow hot shower.  I did have a bit of a shock when I checked out this ole’ body in the large mirror over the wash basin.  My love handles have dropped to down to my hips giving the appearance of having a tire around them.  I might add a radial tire with all the glass belts broken on one side sagging like you see in the cartoons of naked old geezers.  Oh I guess I do fit that category.  Well, with this revelation I had to have a couple beers to forget the harrowing sight I beheld in the mirror.  Gees, I’m really looking like an Old Guy!

Sculputure in City Park Pueblo

4 Comments

  1. ted moore
    July 4, 2011

    Been following you since the start. You seem to be doing great now. Was wondering if you were going to make it happy during Kentucky area, but you seem to have figured out how much to do to an old body. Knew you would probably do it all even if it was not the wisest decision since I know your stubourness(sp?). Remembered the open Achilles tendon in Philmont story as told by your scouts (you never have owned up to how bad it was). Keep on truckin, oops cyclin.

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    • admin
      July 5, 2011

      Hi Ted, What do you mean I’m stubborn? It’s determination and attitude, sometimes I feel like giving up but its folks like you which keeps me going. I’ll hang in there until my body and or mind give out. Hope you are enjoying my little stories from the road.

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  2. Linda Kaeding
    July 4, 2011

    Hi Frank!
    I too have been following your journey and enjoy your postings. I’m sending you good thoughts and prayers on this great American Holiday. Keep plugging away–I have EVERY confidence you’ll make it. You’re in my favorite state right now–Wayne & I were at one time (before grandchildren), going to retire there. ‘Just goes to show ‘ya how life changes! Happy 4th–keep in touch!

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    • admin
      July 5, 2011

      Hi Linda, Glad you are enjoying my journal. I do try to keep it positive and provide some entertaining moments from the road. Coloradoe is my secod most favorite State behind Alaska. Ms. Vickie and I have given serious thought to living in CO on more then one occassion over the years. I trust you had a great 4th!

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