“I’m older now and still running against the wind.” —Bob Seger Shortly after posting yesterday’s entry, while Jon and I were cooling our heels before dinner, he texted me the weather report for Flagstaff on Tuesday. It was… not good: the wind was picking up, the temperature was coming down, and there was a chance …
Route 66, Day 23: The sound of your own wheels
Today was originally planned to be the second of three short days, Chambers-to-Holbrook, with a trip to the laundromat. Our ability to reach Holbrook yesterday shifted “laundry day” to Winslow. With the exception of our initial Chicago-to-St. Louis trip, when laundry was done at my house in Springfield, we’ve always had a day like this… …
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Route 66, Day 22: Racing Arizona
91.7 miles with an average moving speed of 16.3mph is just nuts. It reminded me of the first Grand Illinois Bike Tour that I went on, in 2019. On one of the tour’s last days, we were biking a 60-mi loop from Charleston to Casey and back. That morning over breakfast, the ride coordinator announced …
Route 66, Day 21: Steel wheels
“You see them long trains runnin' / And you watch them disappear.” — The Doobie Brothers Not one of my favorite songs, but entirely apropos for the day. I don’t think that we went more than an hour without seeing a very long (100+ cars) train heading east. Most were carrying intermodal containers, probably originating …
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