Day 20, May31, Leaving the mountains.

At the camp ground in Berea, families of some of the riders come to visit on their rest day which is tomorrow.

Before the sun came up, I shot this picture of the church in Boonesville.

Getting ready for breakfast. Each member of the group takes turns doing the chores. I helped with rinsing the dishes.

Entering the thickly wooded forest, I stopped to take this shot.

That was a pretty cool mountain. We actually rode more than half way around it. And it looks the same from all sides.

Riding with the Adventure Cycle group.

Another old barn, these thing facinate me. Not only because we d, but ea,,on't have very many on Molokai, but each one of them has a rich history behind them.


Day 20, Booneville to Berea. 60.44 miles.

We at the Oh Kentucky camp ground for the night in Berea. This place is run by the Baptist church, and caters to cyclists as well as RV campers. Berea is a good sized town with a population of about 9,000. Lisa said it’s a collage town, and I think we passed it on the way in. There is two swimming pools, hot showers, and is close to several eating establishments.

We were up and about early this morning. The Adventure Cycling crew was already preparing the morning meal. Since Lisa and I had already bought stuff for breakfast the night before, we opted to pass on their offer, and eat what we had so as not to waste any of it. By 7:45AM, we were on the road headed for Berea. Since it was Sunday, the traffic was very, very light. We had the roads almost all to our selves. Even the Interstate didn’t have many cars on it. We felt very safe. The Adventure Cycling group started to disperse, the faster ones went on ahead, while the slower ones followed. Lisa and I went along at our own pace since we were fully loaded pulling the trailers. We were hit with numerous little hills early. Some really steep, but non of them very long. The second five miles saw mostly descending. We had covered more than 25 miles, and it wasn’t even lunch yet.

At about noon, we pulled over where there was a nice wide area, and decided to have lunch here. While we were eating, Andy showed up, and we offered him a bagel. We chatted for a while about the days ride, when a gentleman who lived below where we were came looking for his horse. He asked us if we seen them, which we did. He called them over so we could have a good look at them. They were beautiful animals. He then told us that one of those had won 17 shows, and that he had just bright them out the week before from being in the barn for the winter. He then asked where we were from, and when he found out we were from Hawaii, said that he has a cousin living on the Big Island. He wanted to invite us in for refreshments, but knew we had a schedule to keep, and told us if we were ever in the vicinity again, to give a holler.

We continued descending on lightly traveled roads for most of the day. There were only two places we were able to get cold drinks and something to eat in this 60 mile span. I’m glad I took 5 bottles of water with me. As was expected, the climb into Berea was substantial, but at this point, we knew we were almost there, and didn’t let it bother us. Tonight we eat good again. Take care, Aloha, Ted.