Chilling in La Crosse

After seven days on the road topped off by a tough thirty-eight mile ride into an oppressive headwind, I decided The Hump needed a down day to recharge.  Slept late, 7:30, picked up some Joe and pastries, stock up on road food and found some black thread to sow my riding shorts.  One among several strikes against Kansas, IPA is non existent and the food is very basic and not so good. For someone who has a high tolerance for mediocre food, these small towns are verging on food poisoning.  

       Waking up in a beautiful park was a treat.  The town gets a star for that alone.  One light pole even has an electrical outlet, how bizarre. Other good features of the town, the library is made of this yellow limestone and built by Howard Barnard, a big education advocate for the area a century ago.  The barb wire museum, adjacent to the park, was interesting but not that interesting.  On the whole the town has it together as far as a small Kansas town can get it together.

      Two young bikers, Chris and Dylan from Orlando, just blew into town and are set up next to my tent.  A little company is a nice thing given that I feel like an alien in La Crosse.

     I am off to the pool for a swim. Rain is likely tomorrow but the wind will be dialed down a bit. Onward!