The Katy Trail: Day One

Routes and Stats
The trail could not have been more accommodating today and either could the weather. Up early and out of the gate before eight we started when it was cool.

Below see the proverbial start pic.


Off we went heading toward St. Charles finding one of the first “high” points below.


Since I left my iPhone at wimp junction today pics of the actual ride are sparse.  Tom, aka, “Rocket” is able to motor forward at a fairly good clip while I limp up the inclines and pedal as fast as I can down hill.

It was clear blue sky all day with bright sun shining on prairies that peeked through the tree line along the Katy. Just a beautiful day!


And oh yea if you happen to be a data person we saw four box turtles and one black snake.
Pilot Grove, where we are legally camping, has a Casey’s we visited three times. Because. Ice cream is a necessity. And it packs poorly in panniers.

Busch cans however were made for Tom’s Co-Op! #wheninMO #drinklocal


Tom was on dinner duty tonight. He also hung the clothes line and set up the tent. What can I say? Wimp junction for me today.



Tomorrow I will do better. Because. I found the Jelly Belly jelly beans in the ” kitchen” and they’re goin’ in the day bag on the back of my bike tomorrow!


#jellybeanssavelives

Pretty sure my sleeping bag beckons. #firststariseetonight

The Katy Trail: Getting There

Route and Stats


We made it! We hopped on the train at the Kirkwood Station, rode it to Sedalia where we saddled up on the bikes and rode about 40 miles to Clinton which is the start of the Katy Trail.

Nothing says “get out of my way” like a train.


Unfortunately the recommended place to camp at the Community Center is closed. Everything is closed in Clinton.

So.

It’s stealth camping tonight. As we are rule followers, we are a little out of our element but there is a sling shot, solo female camper in the same situation so she has her tent pitched near ours.

Here’s our camp spot. Right in that grassy area in front of the railroad car. I won’t sleep a wink worried we will get a camping ticket. Or worse. Eric, Clayton, do you know any good bail bondmen in Missouri?

So how was the ride? Remarkable? No. Epic? No. Fun. Yep! And the people are always the best! BTW I saw one box turtle.

After the ride we cooked up a little dinner and took a sink bath and chillaxed.


These trail angels Tim and Kat that we met near Windsor circled back this evening for a neighborly visit and brought provisions. #midwesternerssrock

And guess what else happened!? Tom and I grew telephone poles out of our heads!


God Bless and good night!