Bike Repairs in Bloomington

Trip Start Sep 05, 2010
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Trip End Aug 21, 2011


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YellowWood National Forest

Flag of United States  , Indiana
Saturday, August 6, 2011

The day began badly when we eagerly entered the onsite café ready to order a slap-up breakfast only to find that they had finished serving. It seems we lost another hour crossing the state border yesterday (got your message too late Elizabeth!!). The chef was amazingly rude to us in a very un-KOA staff like manner and therefore experienced the wrath of two starving cyclists who'd not yet had their coffee.

We headed over the road to MacDonald’s instead and planned our route for the day. We decided to leave the highway frontage road and head further south to Bloomington which is meant to be a lovely town. Yet again the sky was cloudy which made for very comfortable cycling conditions. We therefore whizzed through 35 miles before lunch. The scenery continues to be lovely in Indiana, very green and foresty. Amenities are spread out however with at least 15 miles between garages and this meant we were starving and thirsty at a couple of points in the day.

It was 53 miles to Bloomington and the sun came out for the last 10, just as it got really hilly, so we arrived soaked in sweat and keen to stop cycling. The town was lovely. It’s the home of ISU, Indiana State University and seemed a very laid back place. The Lonely Planet said that there were some really interesting Tibetan Temples in town, but we saw about enough of those to last us a life time while we were actually in Tibet. Quite by chance, as we were riding through the centre we spotted a student with a bike tyre and when we quizzed him he said that the shop was straight ahead. We decided to stop and get Mikey’s back wheel sorted. It was the right call as the girl in charge quickly identified that the back axel had snapped – AGAIN! Half an hour later we were on our way, Mikey in possession of new wheel number 4 and his sixth set of cleats.

Having found no campsite in town, we resignedly headed out towards a state park which we thought was 8 miles further. On route we met a very friendly young guy who was really excited about our trip because he and his girlfriend had just given up their jobs and are planning drive round the States in their van. He is planning on surviving off the land by fishing, and thought we should have a rod on the back of our bikes. We explained that after 6/7hrs exercise the thought of waiting a few more hours in the hope of catching something is a serious no go.

Winding along a hilly road, we both felt exhausted and annoyed when we saw the park was in fact 11 miles further on. By the time we reached the turn-off we were ready to drop, and nearly lost it when we saw the ridiculously steep hill ahead. Three tense and insanely hilly miles off our route followed, during which we saw no signs for a campsite and felt that we were probably on a wild goose chase.

Eventually however we found the site, and although basic it had all we needed. Unfortunately we were sharing it with 100,000 mosquitos and some really annoying drunken youths. It was one of those evenings when by the time we’ve eaten it’s time to sleep and we tucked up in the tent hoping at least for a peaceful night in the middle of nowhere. In fact we had one of the worst night’s sleep yet. The kids drove around shouting, shining torches and kept us up until 1am. Then the camp warden arrived and had a go at us for not putting the sign to say we’d paid in the right place – at 1am!! He said he couldn’t do anything about the noise we should have called 911. It was incredibly hot and at 3am the weather suddenly broke and the heavens opened. We lay in the tent listening to the crashing thunder and watching the flashing lightning, wishing we’d packed our stuff away. It’ll be soaking gear to put on tomorrow!

Miles Cycled; 69 (that’s 19 too further than we wanted to go)

No. of times beeped and sworn at: 3 although one was possibly waving with a closed fist…
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Nathan mentzer on

We must have been neighbors that night because we were kept awake by the noisy campers too. It was our worst night of sleep yet. We camped by the campstore and playground. Where did you stay?

we left yellowwood to the north and took slow roads. I assume you headed south to the highway?

Nathan

pollyandmikey
pollyandmikey on

Finally found a motel in Greensburg. Left the wet tent packed away after 70 mile battle. Still heading East, enjoying the quiet county roads. Staying at Lake Buckeye tonight. All good

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