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

Thank God for Advil and Bungie Cords


I'm camped in just a hideous spot and not enjoying it.

Today I traveled from Patterson, Louisiana up 90 to New Iberia, where I hung a left on 14 and followed it to Delcambre. From there I took 330 to Abbeville. This was definitely the long way to Abbeville. However, my map shows 330 as ending way south of Abbeville. I'm not sure if it is the map or the roads, but one of them is starting to bug me. From Abbeville I went south on 82 all the way past Forked Island. Now if you can find where 82 crosses the Old Intercoastal Canal, that's where I am. At a boat landing. A much used boat landing. Full of raccoons and armadillos and big mosquitoes.

I tried to find a real campsite, but everything down this way is fenced off and all the gates have padlocks. It is rediculous. Most of the land is cow pasture anyway.

Much of the land I biked through today looked like Illinois, only more flat. Of course you would need to replace the sugar cane fields with corn fields, but they look kind of the same, anyway.

I also got to meet somebody who might be famous: Frank Peter Soprano who is running for Parish Councel at Large, District 10. That could be an important position. Maybe someday he will run for Parish President and I can say I met him outside a store. By the way, Louisiana is divided into parishes instead of counties.

So far I'm having a real hard time convincing myself that I like this state.

As far as my knee goes, it goes pretty good. Taking Browns advice, I took several Advil during the day and made a sling for my knee cap by hooking a small bungie cord to my shorts. I biked almost the entire day with very little pain. Of course I didn't remove the cord when I got off my bike, so I probably looked pretty stupid walking into stores and such. I haven't iced it any, though.

P.S. Morning after. A dense fog settled in over night, which was good because it made my tent harder for people to see. But everything is soggy, and even by 8:30 visibility is only 50 to 100 yards.

West Louisiana

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