Day 23: Stop the Rain Dancing!

St. Francisville, LA
R&R (for RAIN & Relaxation!)

Bob is still in St. Francisville, Louisiana, holing up in a motel.

Rosedown Plantation

He did do some sight-seeing today. He said he visited the Rosedown Plantation, and was very impressed with the way it was being restored. There are 170+ year-old oaks that were just beautiful.

LOTS of trees

It does seem the rains follow Bob around. It was raining again today and that kind of hampered his sight-seeing. He asked me to stop my rain dancing; he has had enough of the rains! 🙂 I told him that was the only dance I knew but would stop just for him.

Below you can see a video that shows what I mean about the rains we experienced. This was on Dauphin Island:

Bob did run into another bicyclist we had run into a few times before going in the same general direction we were going. His name is Randy. We kept crossing paths. He even camped with us at Pensacola NAS.

Randy and Bob are sharing a motel room in St. Francisville. Randy isn’t feeling well and told Bob he is going to a clinic in the morning and then wrap it up and take a Greyhound bus back home. At least Bob had some company for a while. Sometimes it does get a little lonely out there.

With 80% chance of rain for today maybe Bob will have to sit it out another day, but Bob never complains.

Day 21: Hot Dog Cyclist

Franklinton to Easleyville, LA
34 miles

Bob is in Easleyville, LA tonight. He said he only did 34 miles. Campground availability is the reason for this short ride, the next campground would have been too far for a one-day ride.

There were no big hills today, but plenty of rolling ones. The roads were very desolate, though. When Bob thought he wouldn’t find anything, a casino out in the middle of nowhere showed up.

Bebo's

He went in and only wanted something to eat and got a hot dog. As he was eating it the lights went out — Bob said someone had probably won a jackpot. He didn’t stay long.

Bob added that on yesterday’s ride another little puppy tried to adopt him. Bob just seems to draw puppies to him; this is the second pup that has tried to follow him. I told him he may have a new dog by the time he gets back to Florida!

Bob also told me that he was lucky the night before because as he was putting up his tent the campground owner showed up and said he could stay in one of his cabins. Bob got a $50 cabin for $15; not a bad deal.

The owner, a guy named Chris, was a welder but also trained horses and he told Bob how one of his horses almost killed him. Seems he was behind the horse and for some reason the horse kicked him, injured his spleen and he almost died.

I passed on messages to him and will wait for tomorrow night’s report. Keep him in your thoughts and continue sending him your encouragements.

Day 14: Blue Angels & Air Museum Marks Two Weeks on the Road

R&R at Pensacola Naval Air Station, FL

Post by Chuck!

What a show!

We got up early but not to ride. We did ride about a mile, but it was to see the Blue Angels perform their practice routine. It was good that we got there about 07:30 because it turned out to be a standing room only crowd.

It was an excellent show.

I was a little shocked when we first got there. They had coffee and donuts for sale but wanted $6.00 for the coffee. They would only sell you coffee in a special cup. They tried to tell us it was for liability reasons that they could not use paper or styrofoam cups. What B.S.

Anyway, after the air show we walked over to the Air Museum and spent a lot of time looking at planes. I have been to a lot of air museums and this one is one of the best.

Went to the base PX. Got a few things, came back to our tent site, did some laundry, worked on our bikes and more or less just relaxed. Got the map out and planned tomorrow’s ride.

We will finally be out of Florida.

Next time I hear FL has no hills I will bring that person up here!

Until tomorrow, ride safe.
Chuck

Sent from my iPod

 

T-minus-1: Sightseeing St. Augustine

Cheryl posting for Chuck, as he’s busy getting all his electronic gadgets charged and ready, and getting to bed early to be fresh for the start of the ride tomorrow.

Bob was up VERY early this morning and rode his bike into town and had some breakfast. He came back just as we were having our own breakfast and we all got together for some coffee before heading over to the Salt Run at Anastasia State Park to check out my new Firefly kayak.

On the water

While I paddled out and back for about a half hour, Chuck checked out the oyster beds and all of the tiny crabs running around on the shoreline while Bob caught up on his reading.

Lots of oysters, and all of them sharp

After some lunch at the RV, we toured some of the sights in St. Augustine – the oldest city in the USA. We started with the St. Augustine Lighthouse.

Chuck & Shadow at St. Augustine Lighthouse

Bob said he doesn’t like heights, so he stayed at ground level to check out the lighthouse and museum.

Bob checks out the bottom floor of the lighthouse — and this enormous wrench!

Chuck climbed the 219 steps to the observation deck at the top and tried to figure out which bridge they would have to cycle over tomorrow. There were several bridges to choose from and from high up in the lighthouse, Chuck said it was hard to tell for sure which one it was.

219 steps

Hello down there!

After touring the grounds along with Shadow (they welcome dogs, just not in the buildings or lighthouse, which is much nicer than the Fort — where we were told no dogs allowed) we all drove down to the ‘Old City’ section of St. Augustine and Bob and Chuck toured Fort Matanzas National Monument on their own.

Walking up to Fort Matanzas

Bob checking out one of the canons

Chuck waves from the wall

Together in front of Fort Matanzas Nat'l Monument

After the Fort, and in search of ice cream for Bob, we walked St. George Street, where the prevailing theme was NOT ALLOWED. First, the grounds keeper at a nearby church said their garden was closed and kicked out everyone who was resting and sitting on a bench and locked the gate behind us. As we walked across the street to a city park, we saw this sign in front of a monument:

Monument to the Constitution. But note the sign, "Do Not Enter Inside Chain. Strictly Enforced. Police Dept."

As we continued on St. George Street, Bob pointed out this sign on the entrance to a store. Chuck thought the ‘no photos’ part particularly funny, so he had to test it out with a photo of his own below:

No EVERYTHING?

This sign made up for all the others, though:

Now that's more like it! A welcome sign for cyclists.

The architecture and parks in St. Augustine are really beautiful and a photographer’s dream.

Don Pedro Menendez De Aviles - Founder of St. Augustine statue in front of Lightner Museum

The old buildings are really neat to see, too.

Oldest School House

Bob eventually gave up on ice-cream, as one-scoop was $5 or more everywhere we went and it was just the principal of it all. Eventually we found a little market to get some drinks at near the Lightner Museum where we walked through the beautifully landscaped courtyard.

Just a taste of the visual beauty. The sweet smell of flowers was amazing.

We then headed back to the campground for dinner and final planning for the ride start tomorrow.

We all had a good evening breaking bread together, and I sent the guys off with a last ‘home-cooked’ meal including pot-roast and salad topped off with ice cream and cookies for desert. They need the calories and will burn them off soon enough. Bob keeps saying he’ll have to mail Chuck back to Florida in an envelope if he loses any weight on this trip. Now Chuck has an excuse to eat all he wants, and cave in to his sweet tooth.

conversation & ice cream

Conversation & Ice Cream

After some good conversation and the last bits of final planning (Chuck and Bob plan to dip their tires into the Atlantic before beginning the ride tomorrow morning, as is the custom) we all said goodnight.

I could tell everyone was eager to get going, but the long day and, I’m sure (though they’ll never admit it), some nervousness, seem to have gotten to them as Chuck and Bob both said goodnight early. Won’t be long now…