Different kind of riding to Harrodsburg, KY

Saturday May 30, 2009, 47 miles (76 km) – Total so far: 858 miles (1,381 km)

Had a good breakfast with my folks, and they sent us off rolling west. It started out cool, with a hint of a breeze, and we made pretty good time for the first couple of hours.  Nice riding through rural central Kentucky.  There were a number of farms.  Although some seemed to be either recently abandoned or used only for hay, some were still working.


Kentucky farm

Several of the barns had quilting squares painted on them.  At least, I think they were quilting squares; they didn’t quite look like Pennsylvania Dutch distlefink paintings.

Quilting square on a barn?

A couple of places had neat rock walls.  I suppose these were originally ways to get the rocks out of the way when the early settlers were plowing the fields, or if they imported the rocks like some people do to protect their mail boxes.  Most of these had a layer of vertical rocks on top — I suppose to make them uncomfortable to sit or stand on!

Rock walls along the lanes

Once again we were routed far from most towns.  Just try to find Kirksville or Bryantsville on the map!  That kept traffic light, for the most part, until we headed from Bryantsville toward Burgin.  Unfortunately, that also limited our resupply points — a couple of gas and grocery stores had closed.  The two that were open we stopped at, and both were staffed by pleasant ladies who seemed genuinely interested in our ride.  We’ve met everybody from long haul truckers who’ve covered the states to other people who once got to a county line.

We started to run into more horse farms.  For some reason, the horses were very skittish around bikes.  The horses seem accustomed to trucks, cars, and motorcycles, but these silent things that suddenly appear huffing and puffing over the crest of the hill send them running for the far side of the field.

My general impression of the geography is that this is a plateau, cut through by numerous creeks and rivers.  Although the rivers don’t currently have lots of water in them, they cut down a 100-200 feet.  Generally nice riding, but the view from the “top” is pleasant, rather than spectacular.

Pleasant view of suburbia and rural background

As the day wore on, the wind picked up, mostly a headwind.  Virginia was flagging, and I felt like I was running out of gas.  So when we made it into Harrodsburg, it was an easy decision to find a place to spend the night.  We’ve got a similar ride tomorrow, either 49 or 79 miles.



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