Day Three - Kohler Andrae
A very good day, and making us feel confident again.
We got out of Milwaukee at a decent time, leaving the Kamholz's house when Kate needed to head to work.
This was our first real day of any kind of farm mileage. Before what we had been riding past was suburban industrial areas between Chicago and
Milwaukee. Today was different. Cornfields and small roads everywhere: the day was very good.
We have gotten into more of a habit of drinking as often as we should, and of taking breaks when we need it or feel tired.
We got the very last campsite at Kohler Andrae State Park, so we are right on schedule. There might not be
a campsite tomorrow, so we are considering finding a new route for future days. Be aware of modified
plans.
The site was good, though not close to the water, and desperately in need of shade. Sadly the nearest gas-station had a very limited supply of food items, and I had to make do on a diet of combos, milk, american cheese, and tomato soup. Had worse.
Oh, and just as we were getting in to the park, this truck behind me gives me a little beep. I'm already all the way over, so there is nothing I can do. He passes me (big semi) about 2-3 feet away! The draft off his body was huge, so I am lucky I didn't panic
and get knocked over.
We got out of Milwaukee at a decent time, leaving the Kamholz's house when Kate needed to head to work.
This was our first real day of any kind of farm mileage. Before what we had been riding past was suburban industrial areas between Chicago and
Milwaukee. Today was different. Cornfields and small roads everywhere: the day was very good.
We have gotten into more of a habit of drinking as often as we should, and of taking breaks when we need it or feel tired.
We got the very last campsite at Kohler Andrae State Park, so we are right on schedule. There might not be
a campsite tomorrow, so we are considering finding a new route for future days. Be aware of modified
plans.
The site was good, though not close to the water, and desperately in need of shade. Sadly the nearest gas-station had a very limited supply of food items, and I had to make do on a diet of combos, milk, american cheese, and tomato soup. Had worse.
Oh, and just as we were getting in to the park, this truck behind me gives me a little beep. I'm already all the way over, so there is nothing I can do. He passes me (big semi) about 2-3 feet away! The draft off his body was huge, so I am lucky I didn't panic
and get knocked over.
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