Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.
— Oscar Wilde.
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Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.
— Oscar Wilde.
This is the first post on my new blog. I’m just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.
I woke up in the middle of the night to the lullaby of quiet fog horns. A feeling of being cared for came over me.
I wonder if the first ones I heard were when I was born in San Francisco.
People built them to help each other out because they understood that groups, working together , allow us to live in prosperity and peace.
Of course there were a variety of driving factors,yet the end result is we are better off because of that cooperation.
I was one tired puppy yesterday evening.
It was a long day of relentless climbing. None of the climbs was more than 150 feet( 5 telephone poles) but there were tons of them.
As opposed to to previous days with climbs of 800 feet.(27 telephone poles)
It’s the little ones.
I always say, to the consternation of some, “Hills are our friends” I’m a rich mam
The day was crystal clear,warm in the sun ,cool in the shade.


There were whitecaps as far as you could see but the wind was mild on land.
Well off I go to see what today brings.
Pau
I drove up to Newport, Oregon, where I left off last year.
I stayed at The Rodeway Inn again because the manager had been so generous and kind when I had a reservation problem.
He was just as kind and generous this time. Too bad he wasn’t in control of the weather .
It poured on the drive from Redding north to Newport I had rain gear but nothing for my feet.
One of my former trail crew members with extensive bike touring experience had told me about using plastic bags over the socks and inside the shoes.
I scrambled and put something together Hoping I wouldn’t need them.
I woke up Friday AM to steady rain. out came the gloves wool jersey and foot gear
Forecast was rain decreasing later in the AM.
I decided to use the bus for the first 20 miles and ride the last 31 hoping the rain would stop.
Didn’t happen. Time to test my bag theory.
I had brought wool mittens in case it got cold.
Wool insulates when wet, according to to the theory.
Got to test that one also.
Off we went climbing and descending. Staying patient on the climb so as not to burn out.
It was pouring, I had brought a small umbrella.
During one of my every half hour fueling stops, it really let loose, out came the umbrella,it worked just as I hoped and gave some protection until the cell passed.
4 hours later I pulled into Florence, warm and dry.
The shoes and mittens were soaked, but hands and feet stayed warm.Mittens weighed about #2 each
It took all night to dry them.Lucky I didn’t blow a fuse with the hair dryer use.
If you thought I was a wool affectionado before, I’m a rabid evangelical for wool now.
Yesterday I rode from Florence to Lakeside in cool dry weather.
I’ve never seen so many 30 foot RV’s towing huge trailers with every type of ATV and dune buggy imaginable.
Yesterday and this morning I was going by the Oregon Dunes National Recreation area.
Tonight I’m in Bandon Oregon. I had a delicious clam chowder and a shrimp wrap.
For this whole trip it will be climbing and descending.
My every half hour fueling breaks are working very well and I arrive at the end of the day tired but not exhausted.
Until later, Paul

Today we had a day off before flying home tomorrow.
We decided to go to the Milwaukee Art Museum. Having been told y some of the bike group about the fantastic architecture
I’ll let the pictures speak.




The architects are EeroSaaripen , David Kahler, and Santiago caladrava
There was an excellent video as an introduction that brought home what a collaborative effort was undertaken by so many parties that resulted in in this magnificent structure and grounds.


They use this side aisle to teach perspective to their classes of children.


The pieces were collected, with permission, from the base of the White Cliffs of Dover
Concept,concept, concept
There was a large Dale Chihuly piece hanging in a glass enclosed corner facing Lake Michigan.

When I saw this piece I couldn’t believe who the subject is.

It was painted between 1630 and 1634.
I had never seen a depiction of Francis as dark as this.
I’ll give you it is suppose to be from his grave.
That aside it elicited a feeling of of something very dark and ominous within me.
I couldn’t figure out why someone would paint him like this.
Then I looked at the dates.
Smack dab in the middle of the Spanish Inquisition
Times don’t get much darker than the Spanish Inquisition, hence the mood of this painting.
Should you ever be in Milwaukee
Put this museum at the top of your list,
Well maybe after a bike ride.
Off to dinner and catching a flight in the AM
Quack and I wish you well
Paul
We started the day with a shuttle to the start of the glacial Drummond Trail..
One needs breakfast first, so there was a bakery cafe at the trail head, that served big portions of very good food. So much that the waitress asked if someone didn’t like their food because of what was left on the plate.
Sorry foodies, no photos.
He said , “ I loved it, just too much”.
So off we went on a tree shaded hard packed gravel path.
I’m not going to show pictures of everyone because I couldn’t figure out how to download them.
But Here are a couple of

In her late 60’s she rode across the US in 52 days
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We are in the country where Aldo Leopold lived and wrote Sandhill County Almanac

30 miles later we had finished about 200 miles through Wisconsin
Quack sends best wishes

And just so you know
We’ll see what comes tomorrow
Because……
Paul
Today was the penultimate day of riding
We left about 9:30 from the hotel to ride to a town named after New Glarus. We started out riding the pathes that work their way through Madison

As we approached a school zone or zones, you would have thought we were in Amsterdam.
There were people on scooters rollerblades bikes and walking.
There were paths going every which way.
I found it refreshing to see the lack of cars approaching the school zone.

We then started riding rural paths for most of the rest of the morning 3.5 hours of riding without vehicles except when we crossed a road. Then they almost always stopped for us. A huge semi saw us coming from a hundred yards away, stopped until we all had passed

Everyone was completely impressed how courteous the drivers are
We cross numerous bridges each day from 10 feet to over 60 feet. Every one of them has one thing in common. Check out this bridge.
See the black stripe on the deck? what causes that?

Snow mobiles in the winter
Here is our trusty van and trailer

Here is where we ended our day in New Glarus


After the ride I took a walk to the state capital

After I walked down State St to a great card shop that had this in the window

Have a nice evening
Paul
Our day started with a quick tour in the van of the Epic campus outside of Madison
The CEO , Judith Faulkner has created a huge campus with an unbelievable array of renewable energy generating systems.
The various areas of the campus are themed from various stories, Star Wars, Alice in Wonderland, Wizard of Oz , Harry Potter.
Epic is privately owned by Judith Faulkner , who “ Doesn’t want to be beholden to the quartet “
28th richest billionaire in the country.
We then drove to Mt Hebro and started our 30 mile ride back to Madison.
This trail was even better than yesterday’s.
At a certain point we started on a paved trail that took us into town.
The trail undulated and curved gently.

Throughout the ride there are wetlands and greenery

As we got closer to the hotel we circled part way around Lake Menona.

A good part of the town is built on an isthmus between lake Menona and Mendota.
Found a great bike shop and escaped without spending any money
Later in the afternoon we were taken through part of the University of Wisconsin by Mike who had done undergraduate work and Med school there.
We were amazed at the number of young people.
Retuned to The Public Parking Bar with 5 others.
This time I had “My grandmother hates my tattoo “ cocktail. while other members of the group read poems to us.
Billy Collins “The Lanyard” and Robert Frost’s “ The Birches”
The drink and the poetry were quite good.
Until tomorrow
Paul
This morning, after a delicious breakfast, we took a half hour shuttle to the start of the Elroy Sparta Trail.
This is “The Mothership of rail trails. It is the first rail to trail conversion in the US in 1967.
It is a beautiful trail.

From here the concept spread throughout the US.
This is the innovation that makes America great.

The trail surface is hard packed gravel, so tires roll very well


There are three tunnels on this trail of varying lengths.

We guessed the length to be 3/4 mile.
Lots of water dripping. Even with lights we walked through it because the surface was damp and slippery as the sides tapered off.
The real beauty was no cross traffic. So the music came in the head phones and it was like a 40 mile spin class.
U just let the music dictate the pedal cadence and you are flying along.
Literally dancing on the pedals SO MUCH FUN!


After we got settled , I had laundry to do and next door was the great bar, good music, witty and welcoming bartenders It is called
Public Parking.
If your ever in Madison, it is worth a visit
So from the Capital of Wisconsin I’ll bid you a good night.

In the afternoon I was riding at the back of the group.
One of the guides always rides “sweep”.
To make sure no one is left behind. We’re talking and I ask where she is from. She says Paducah Kentucky.
I mention that I was just riding on a trip with a guy from Paducah Kentucky .
She says what’s his name ? I say Wendell Medford. She says I KNOW Wendell.
If you remember Wendell is one of the brothers I was riding with in Washington and Oregon
Wendell, Terri Moore says “Hi”
IT KEEPS GETTING SMALLER AND BETTER
Paul
We started the day with a 3 1/2 hour shuttle to Trempealeau, Wisconsin on the shore of the Mississippi River.
We have seen so many of these perpetually attractive little towns.

This is about 351 miles south of the Origin of the Mississippi in Lake Itasca

The far shore is Minnesota
We headed south primarily on wooded trails
Had a variety of surfaces including 6 miles of rough gravel, that could remove temporary crowns in your teeth.
After getting through that we were back on beautiful wooded trails the paralleled the Mississippi. Some places we crossed part of the river,on roads maybe 2 feet above the water line.

Look at the center at the hillsides.
Imagine how many millions of years it took to carve its path

37 miles later we are in La Crosse.
Tomorrow onto Madison
Flew into Milwaukee yesterday and decided to just take it easy. My friend Mike Levin was already here attending his high school reunion , visiting the town he grew up in, Delvin, and visiting friends.
He arrived about 10 pm last night.
We each organized our gear.
The van picked us up at 9 am sharp. After picking up the other participants we drove to the starting point on the edge of Lake Michigan.
There are two guides and 9 participants.
All different abilities from someone who hadn’t been on a bike in decades to folks that have ridden hundreds of miles a day for multiple days in a row.

The riding was very enjoyable, being paved,separated from traffic with sun and cool breezes.

We had lunch in a park, that the guides had prepared and then continued riding to our hotel for the night in a picturesque town named Cedarberg



This is architecture!




The buildings I sawseemed to use the latitude and longitude for their address If not it is a nice feature
My favorite building….



Plant you fool!
The whole Main Street that I saw was populated with beautiful buildings



Until tomorrow
Paul