Day 22 — Taking Chief Joseph’s “Free to stop” option

Miles today: 47

Miles total: 836

Flats today: 0

Flats total: 1

After a day of riding in and out of violent thunderstorms, I’ve decided to take my “Free to stop” option. I made it through Florida, Alabama, Mississippi and into Louisiana. Like Forrest Gump, I’m tired and I just stopped riding. Made it to Bogalusa, a town with a quaint charm that’s impossible to underestimate. I now know where all the log trucks that whizzed past me were heading. There’s a big ol’ smelly paper mill in the vicinity of my motel.

What we have learned:

  • Each and every person I’ve met has been nice to me.
  • Dogs hate bicycles almost as much as they are afraid of boat air horns.
  • Drivers of septic cleaning and garbage trucks apparently don’t care for bicyclists.
  • Riding during rush hour is best avoided.
  • I can ride 836 miles in 22 days.
  • Shrimp Po’ Boys are almost as good as Oyster Po’ Boys.
  • Bicycle butt is a painful thing.
  • 63 is NOT the new 40.
  • To a bicyclist in Mississippi and Louisiana, every thunder cloud looks like a tornado forming.
  • Next trip, travel lighter. Much lighter.

Here’s the 2 pix from today:

A quick photo between lightning strikes!

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Welcome to Bogalusa, where everything smells like a paper mill.

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Day 22 — Taking Chief Joseph’s “Free to stop” option — 5 Comments

  1. Well I’m sorry, sorry that you got tired and sorry you stopped pedaling and sorry that you didn’t finish your journey this time. But not sorry that you went for it! We’re proud of how far you got and making the decision to keep you safe. So next time you get the urge, (maybe better late fall or early spring when its not strong storm season) you can just start out at Bolagusa and with less gear. Glad that everyone you met was nice to you, and you didn’t get bit by any dogs or horses, and that you weren’t sprayed by septic or trash juices! Oh man, the septic spray just brought back a memory…..but I’ll save it for next time.

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