I’ve struggled to figure out bicycling here. I’ve not rode much in our first year and that’s been sad for me since I have always considered it a bit of a therapy in my life. In KC the trails are amazing, I felt safe on them, but not on the roads.
Here the only trail is 10 miles long, made of crushed limestone and often under a layer of mud in some places. I’ve rode it many times, but it’s tougher. I ride gravel roads some, but that’s tough too.
Then a week or two ago Joe Catudal took me on a ride around Ft Riley. I was about to pass out at the end, but I loved it. It was adventurous and just fun, I needed that.
It also gave me confidence that riding on the roads outside of town here are a very different experience than riding roads in the suburbs of Kansas City. Cars don’t pass often, they have plenty of space to pass and the views are like something found on the Katy Trail.
So recently feeling safer on the roads after the ride with Joe I went east on Zeandale to 99, south to Wamego and back to Manhattan. I think I’ve finally found a new way to ride. The roads are like trails through the countryside. Plus, since my bike is a cyclocross I can adventure down the gravel roads I pass from time to time.
So if you’re reading this and are in Manhattan let me know if you ever wanna go for a ride. I’m slow, but it sure is fun.
Below are pictures of my bike from that ride. Laura thinks it’s weird that I take pictures of my bike rather than just the scenery. I agree, but don’t think I’ll stop.
This is a brick wall in St George.
I wish they were outside so I could ask about this. This is the front yard of someone in St George. Metal people in bathtub, one on the phone.
This is in “Downtown” Wamego
In middle of fields growing corn was this huge pond thing that they pull sand out of. Just a crazy pile of sand from a distance.
This is the cemetery where the original members of the Beecher Bible & Riffle Church are buried.
and found some big corn.