We are off the trail now, as planned, and relaxing at Misty Mountain Inn & Cottages in Blairsville, Georgia. Cabin 4.
We came of the trail at Woody Gap.
We now have this:
Yesterday we had this:
We don’t appreciate what we have, nor do we appreciate the power and magesty of nature which we think we have conquered. But that is a delusion. It was before us, and will be after us. This infrastructure we have created is as fragile, and temporary, as a spider’s web, a butterfly’s cocoon, and a Robin’s nest.
I will soon begin a series of post entitled “What I Learned on the Trail.” Not what I learned with complete certainty, but glimpses and hints. I’m not even sure what it is I really learned. Maybe just some kind of awareness? Language struggles to convey reality. Language, and this blog post, are just facades as to what really is.
The Katy Trail is 200 plus miles and expanding. A converted rail line turned into a trail for biking, running, and walking. It is a great resource. Over spring break my son-in-law and I decided to go camping. I mentioned that in my last post. As it turned out the weather was horrible. It rained, and stormed with lightning, for days, without much of a break, and the weather was cold. We scaled down our effort from 50 miles out to camp, and then riding back the same way, to just 25. The weather report kept showing a break in the weather, but it never came. Even the much less ambitious distance wasn’t possible for us. We had a tight schedule and we would not have been able to make it to our campsite before dark under the trail conditions, and get back on time. We had to turn back without completing our trek. What went wrong?
The surface of the trail, which I failed to get pictures of, was boggy and our speed was down to 7 mph or less. And that with hard peddling. I was in shape for the ride, having practiced with a fully loaded trailer, but it was a no go. The combination of wet, despite pretty decent rain gear, the chill, and facing having to set up camp in the dark under those conditions was too much for us. So, here are some pictures of a the expedition that failed. But, I am training to do it again. The next obstacle? Ticks. I found my first this last Sunday. Not from this jaunt, but from doing yard work.
Why not integrate fitness into a lifestyle? If you are going to camp backpack or bike instead of driving. I purchased a Burly trailer for my bike for camping, and it is time to use it. No excuses. Time to hit the road with it. No more lollygagging.
I thought that the trailer would be easier than having a bunch of overloaded panniers on my bike. Since I’m going camping next week with my son-in-law I decided to go on a training ride tonight. I will take another one or two rides with it before we leave next Monday. Next week is my spring break.
I read a bunch of books about people who rode cross-country and a good number of them used a trailer. I figured if they could do it so could I, and then I found some people online that were traveling across whole continents that had the very same trailer. The trailer was also cheaper than new panniers as well as more racks, and I think they have less balance issues.
I’ve been on a couple of errands with the trailer but nothing over maybe a quarter of a mile. The trailer was attached to my wife’s Diamondback comfort bike, and I would go to the store and the the recycle center Both near my house. Tonight I switched it over to my hybrid, packed it up with camping gear, and took off. Actually it was easier to pull than I thought it would be. That was a nice surprise. Here is a picture at the halfway mark. More to report later on my preparation, and the actual trip.