David Johnson's Travel Blog
Bicycle Trip 1999
10/12  O Windy Day; O Windy, Windy Day
10/12  Illinois Beach State Park (South)
10/13  Evanston, IL
10/16  Left on Halsted and straight for a couple days
10/16  No peace from barking dogs.
10/17  No peace from barking dogs.
10/18  Little ants. Big Earth.
10/18  Cold, sore, sun burned and lonely.
10/19  Evansville -- what a hole.
10/19  And that's why I drive a Multitrack
10/20  Concern for my life on the Bridge O Death
10/20  Hang it, I'm not broke.
10/21  Who's idea was it to come THIS WAY?
10/21  A couple of notes.
10/22  So Lawng Kentucky
10/23  The difference between a hill and a mountain
10/23  Highway 68 is awesome
10/24  Way down yonder 'round the Chattahoochee
10/25  And I thought Chicago was tough.
10/27  I'm not so tough
11/01  Still in Atlanta
11/03  FINALLY leaving Atlanta
11/03  "A Pilgrim," he called me
11/04  A new contestant
11/05  A whole new country
11/06  Trailers West
11/06  Did somebody order pine trees?
11/07  Deep Blue Chevron Station
11/08  I think I goof off too much
11/10  Sea Roaches, Oil Rigs and Casinos
11/11  Hot time in the bayou
11/12  Running on one cylinder
11/12  The adventures of Broken-Knee
11/13  Way to go, Brown!
11/13  Thank God for Advil and Bungie Cords
11/14  Kids in the streets with guns
11/15  I can see cows for miles and miles
11/16  Pleasantly surprised
11/18  Not much to report
Okefenokee 2002
Anza-Borrego 2003
Texas 2003
Road Trip West 2003
Sequoia National Park 2004
Hiking Florida 2005
Nomadic 2005
Bicycle Trip 2009
Bicycle Trip 2010
Nomadic 2010
Little Bicycle Trip 2011
Wisconsin Bicycle Trip 2011
Bicycle Trip 2011
Nomadic 2011
Kayak Trip 2012
Nomadic 2012
Liverworks Productions
Nomadic 2013
Liverworks Productions
Texas Pig Hunting
Bicycle Trip 2014
Bicycle Trip 2015
Biking West 2015
Chickens and Pheasants 2016
Biking About 2016
New Zealand 2016
Kayak Trip 2017

Cold, sore, sun burned and lonely.


But no where near ready to give up.

Well I didn't make it into Indiana today, but according to my schedule, I shouldn't have anyway. It kind of bothers me that I'm right on schedule. I'd hope to be farther. But my legs aren't up to their full potential yet, although they're getting closer.

I'm camped in a field somewhere between Lawrenceville and Mt. Carmel.

There are still a lot of crickets down here, although with the temperature dropping into the lower 30s at night, I'm sure some of them are doing their death chirp. The trees down here also don't look near as pretty as ours in Wisonsin. Maybe in a few weeks that'll change.

Talked to a guy today outside the courthouse in Paris as I was filling up my water jugs at a fountain. He was a lawyer that served all the sorrounding counties. He was a big guy with a Boss Hog accent. Apparently he had on his wedding/working coat because he gave me a bottle of bubbles that he was supposed to have used at a wedding yesterday. The bubbles were to replace rice. Now I have to figure out what to do with them. He asked me if I was tough for doing what I was doing. I didn't know what to say. I suppose an answer such as stuborn, crazy and a bit hopeful would have been better.

There sure are a lot of critters outside my tent just having a good time in the leaves. And there are more barking dogs not too far off. Always with the barking. Actually, I usually put ear plugs in because all those little noises keep me alert and I can't fall asleep.

Here's something I never knew: You can pump oil out of the ground around here. At least I assume it's oil. All over in corn fields are these rigs that look like giant ants going up and down. Most of them aren't moving, but some are. Who would have figured oil in Illinois? If they aren't oil pumps, please somebody educate me.

Well, if tonight is anywhere near as cold as last night, then it will be really cold.
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