As we last remembered, our story left us a the edge of the
Ohio River crossing into the proud state of Kentucky. From the new shores of Kentucky, we made way for the town of
Grand Rivers on the north side of Land between the Lakes. We had 30 miles ahead
and 3 hours of daylight before reaching our destination. A strong pace through
the Kentucky hills left us at Birdville, a small town with a big
southern presence. Our afternoon was cut short by our extended lunch, which
left us biking after dark. It was then that only 5 miles from Grand Rivers that
Jordan snapped his firsts chain. Luckily Jordan’s former NASCAR Pit Crew skills
kicked into gear and he had his new chain popped in and ready within minutes.
Landing in the dark town Grand Rivers was strangely comforting after all of our
previous shenanigans. Weaving through the town, we finally found ourselves at
Canal Campground where we snagged a sweet shelter to keep us out of the rain.
In complete darkness we had our very first pasta night, which lifted our
spirits beyond belief. After dinner, we crashed for the night smelling like wet
dogs on our 4th night of no showers…
The following morning we were woken up by a thunderstorm
that kept us in the shelter till 11 AM. Two breakfasts and a morning nap later,
we headed for the North entrance to Land Between the Lakes. The first 3 hours
of our days ride were wet and a rollercoaster of hills. Rolling into our
halfway point at the Golden Pond
Visitors center we binged on the free Powerades we’d scored the day before.
Nothing has ever tasted so good! With only 9 miles to go, we made a beeline for
the TN State line. After our stopover at the visitor’s center the weather
shifted to our favor. Dry roads and sunshine marked the entrance into our great
state, Tennessee. Once we had reached the state line a very interesting
sensation ran through the vagabonds knowing we were almost home. Many pictures and random cheers later we
started to ride away but not 10 feet into TN Jordan got his first flat. This
was a very significant moment since Jordan and Israel alike had 0 flats for
over 3,000 miles. While we changed
Jordan’s flat, a forest ranger pull over to help us and get us on our way but
not before he was moved by our mission (as well as our smell) and invited us to
his guest home for the night. The last 13 miles put us outside of Dover, TN
where we decided it was time to
take up Dickey on his hospitality and take showers. The ride to his place was one of the most hilly roads that
we have come across. Exhausted, burnt and greasy we pulled into Dickey’s guests
home, which automatically felt like paradise with AC, Showers, Beds and a real
kitchen!
The next day after a much-deserved long nights rest at
Dickey’s we parted towards Nashville. We blew past the first 30 miles into
Clarksville with lots ease. After lunch we zigzagged through Clarksville’s
streets trying to out run the eminent rain. The clouds finally caught up to us
just in time for us to take cover in under a hospital overhang. Once the storm
passed and we had left Clarksville, Jordan had a second flat on a very high
traffic road. All afternoon we had dodged after work traffic with a 6 inch
shoulder lane with rumble strips, hoping none would do us in. Consequently,
after Jordan’s second flat we decided to call in the cavalry and have his
brother pick us up. The rest of
our night was spent catching up along with beers and burgers at Nashville’s
own, Melrose. Happy to be in
Nashville but even more excited to get into Murfreesboro, we made our way out
of the Metro area and unto Murfreesboro Road. Fired up we rode right through
LaVergene and Smyrna pumping out 38 miles into the heart of Murfreesboro.
Entering Murfreesboro we had to undoubtedly ride through our local Greenway. Both excited and in
disbelief we rode through our old streets smiling ear to ear. Headed towards
our old town square we knew there was only one place to celebrate our
contentment, Liquid Smoke. There we had many of our close friends meet us which
made us feel incredible. The next
few days have been spent resting and catching up with family. We are very happy
to be home but also keeping the road ahead in the back of our minds. The trip
to the coast continues on the 18th and we promise to keep you posted
more often from here on out. Till next time!
Illinois from the Ferry
Daily dose of weird road kill
Lake Barkley, KY
Entering LBL
Official LBL Visitor Center
Yes We've ridden all the way here
Not sure whats happening here. about to Sneeze?
Dickey's Paradise
Yes, Forest service propaganda!
Taylor brothers reunite!
Escaping Nashville
Tunnel Time
Mandatory Greenway run
Too excited!
Beautiful Greenway
Riding into the Square
Incredible friends...
Best part of coming home
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