Sometime in the middle of the night i noticed things getting cool, nothingto bad just a sense that the skies must have cleared and the temperaturedropped. Morning came and i went through my ritual:, coffee, oatmeal, thenbreak camp.
As I walked my bike the qtr of a mile back to the road I was suddenly unsureof which direction I came fro or more importantly, which direction I wasgoing. I went with my gut and pedaled off. Suddenly I realized that it wascold. It was then that I noticed the temperature was 28. I guess the goodpart is that I am adjusting to the temps, while the bad part is 28 whileriding is darn cold.
The first 5 miles were filled with pain from the cold a d angst over mychoice if directions. I still believed that I was going the right way, butdoubt was creeping in with each mile I pedaled. Finally the town of Norwoodarrived and I could stop worrying about direction and instead focus on mynumb ties.
The rest of the day turned pleasant and the ride was great. The town ofFrancisville was quite charming with son gorgeous churches. I the crossedthe Mississippi and began my search for camp. Something that would take meuntil almost dark to achieve. The temps are dropping rapidly and itpromises to be a very cold night.
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