Crazy as it sounds..................it is. ;-)
My brother had this idea about a month ago that he wanted to go on a bike trip, so with the help of my grandfather (who, at age 76 [??], is amazingly fit!), they planned a 4 day bicycle trip across the state of Ohio. Somehow my dad and I got suckered in too. (Ha, but it was a great trip!) The original idea was to start with our back tires in Lake Erie and end with our front tires in the Ohio River. And thus began our 250 mile saga.
We started on Saturday afternoon near Toledo and biked down to Findlay on the first day, which is about 70 miles - 10 miles more than we had planned. It doesn't sound like much - it's barely an hour drive by car - but it took all of 8 hours. We averaged around 14 miles/hour, but with stops for lunch, dinner, bathroom breaks, and one flat tire, that's what it came out to. We were battling the wind almost all day, so we were exhausted by the end!
The second day we started out at 8:30am, and with the help of the wind to our backs, we averaged around 17 miles/hour and made it to our planned destination by 3:30, so we decided to keep going! We ended up in Urbana, OH, having ridden 95 miles! I think we ended up "in the saddle" for about 9 hours that day. You might appreciate the "good luck" message my sister wrote on the back of my dad's
As we assessed things that night, we realized that although we had planned on a 4 day trip, if we could make good time again, we could finish the trip in 3!
So after my brother and I stomped my dad and grandfather in a game of Rook that night (a very rare occurrence!), we set out the next morning with the goal of making the last 80 odd miles in one day. Again, we were blessed with the wind to our backs and mostly flat roads, as we were on an actual bike path that day, so we made good time.
About 15 miles away from the river, however, it started raining. It was drizzling at first, but it turned into a pretty heavy shower in a few minutes. We knew we were close (mom was picking us up in the car at the river), but we weren't sure exactly how close, so seeing as how none of us wanted to get wet, it was suddenly every man for himself - we flat out booked it. The last 7 miles or so we were averaging around 20 miles/hour (which is about as fast as you can go on a flat when you're laden with 4 days of supplies and you've already been going for 8 hours) and we still hadn't made it to the river by the end of the trail. It stopped raining after those 7 miles, but we had to find a way to the river still, and by the time we were given bad directions by 4 different people, it took another 5-10 miles winding through the city of Cincinnati until we found a way to get to the river.
After we made it, we called mom to tell her where we were, and she and a whole entourage of family came to pick us up! Although the trip had gone very smoothly overall, we must have looked like a mess! We were all soaked from head to toe, mud spattered up and down our clothes, sunburned from the last 3 days, out of breath, and all very sore!
It was a great trip, though - a great experience, and some great memories! :-) Would I do it again??
Well....not right now. ;-)
