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 Ferry across the Ohio River I had big plans for today. I was up early, going to Dari Barr for breakfast then start riding at sun-up (07:15 or so). As soon as I opened the door if the motel I knew there’d be a problem: fog. Dense fog. In the darkness visibility was only about 100 feet. I carefully rode down to the Dari Barr diner with all lights flashing. It was about half full at 06:15 but the parking lot was full.
Overhearing other conversations, two people had hit deer with their trucks that morning because as one said “I couldn’t see where I was going.” That was good enough for me to wait. When the library opened at 09:00, I went over there to use the Internet. Then went to the post office to mail some excess. The fog finally clear almost instant at 10:00. I headed out. My new goal was Marion, KY. There was a good place to stay at the United Methodist Church in Marion. Continue reading Day 68: Golconda, IL to Marion, KY (November 5)
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 Red barn...why are so many barns red? Last night I fell asleep immediately after getting back from Thai Taste. I did not even get my sleeping bag out of it’s stuff sack. At midnight I woke up and got into my sleeping bag and fell back asleep.
Waking up at almost eight in the morning I realized I had not set an alarm and had slept for nearly 12 hours. I had been planning on leaving Carbondale around 8:00 to make sure I made it to Golconda before dark. It was overcast with a high chance of rain. The air was chilly — not too cold, but lots of moisture to give it that extra chill. Continue reading Day 67: Carbondale to Golconda, IL (November 4)
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 A view of the Mississippi River Leaving Chester I took the alternate Mississippi River levee route. It is the same distance as the main route but far fewer hills. Plus I hoped for some views of the Mississippi and I have seen enough rolling farm land.
Reading some of the entries in the guest books in Farmington and Hutchinson there were people saying the coal trucks were really bad and not to take the route or to wait until Sunday. For me, waiting several days was not an option. Continue reading Day 66: Chester to Carbondale, IL (November 3)
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 Chester Bridge over the Mississippi River Kazuki, the Japanese cyclist, and I left Farmington a bit late, but Chester, my destination and I guess his too although the night before he had talked about going all the way to Murphyboro. I thought going all the way was a bit much.
I led the way and for the most part Kazuki was pretty close behind but other times he’d be out of view. Halfway to Chester I decided to stop for lunch about a mile before Ozaru. I figure Ozaru being an interstate off-ramp it wouldn’t be too scenic. My spot had a nice patch of grass and views of rolling farmland. Kazuki had not brought any food so he said he was going on. I ate my lunch and then took a peaceful 45 minute nap lying on the grass. Continue reading Day 65: Farmington, MO to Chester, IL (November 2)
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