Headed out on the city streets, hooked up on the paved city bike trail, and rode to the city limits. Rode the fog line on Highway 52, made me a little nervous not much shoulder to escape on from cars flying by. Turned off on county roads, and then gravel roads. For some reason a farmer screamed at me as I was riding past his farm on a gravel road. Pictured below.
Not sure what the deal was. I had headphones in didn't hear what he said, and wasn't looking for a fight so I kept on going. Perhaps he doesn't like a bicyclist, I know a near by bike trail was having it's bridges burned down in the 70s as farmers in the area protested unfairly. That trail is closed from the recent floods therefore I was riding gravel. Seemed like he didn't like me there. Oh well.
Rode 70 miles on dirt and through 6 small towns on pavement. Loved it. Now legs DO NOT be whining to me tomorrow that your tired, your getting your rest now.
I suspect all bikers realize that riding on gravel roads for the first time past farms and homes there is always the "unknown dog issue" I was always on alert for a kamikaze German Shepherd to side bang me with the motive of executing me for violating his turf. I had a few deep barks but no free roaming canines. Thank you everybody for securing your canines.
I wanted to check this hill out. Potter Hill. There has been a lot of talking regarding this hill and RAGBRAI riders riding it on Saturday. Was a good climb. Put me up on a ridge on Old Hwy 20 quite a view wind and rain came and visited with me for awhile.
Well thanks for visiting, hope your day had some time for fun.