Wildlife

Bigging up Smallville – Goreville IL to Chester IL

Bigging up Smallville – Goreville IL to Chester IL

Could you live in rural America? It’s a question we’ve been asking ourselves on several occasions over the last few weeks. Remote, few facilities, little in the form of entertainment, it seems there are few positives to recommend it. But spend more time with the people who live in ‘Smallville’ and you begin to get…

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Lest we Forget – Sebree KY to Marion KY

Lest we Forget – Sebree KY to Marion KY

It’s Memorial Day in America, a public holiday, so the roads are quiet. The Stars and Stripes are everywhere as the country remembers its war dead. Sitting in a cafe in Sebree this morning over breakfast I was reading the Evansville Courier which had an article about a local lad killed in Vietnam in 1968…

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Manna from Heaven – Falls of Rough KY to Sebree KY

Manna from Heaven – Falls of Rough KY to Sebree KY

By Terry Still feeling a tad peeved for being charged full whack for a pitch when the State Park folk knew the showers didn’t work, they didn’t help themselves the next morning when two $8 breakfasts suddenly came to $25 (coffee and tea were extra!). What with that,  and with Paul having a thick head,…

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Of Hogs and Gods – Howardstown KY to Falls of Rough KY

Of Hogs and Gods – Howardstown KY to Falls of Rough KY

Small town America may have its problems, but the sense of community remains strong – certainly in Howardstown. It’s also noisy, but that’s not down to the people, but the birds  – one of the most lively dawn choruses I’ve heard in years, rivalling the frog chorus the night before. By the time we’d packed…

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Boone and Bust  – Booneville KY to Berea KY

Boone and Bust – Booneville KY to Berea KY

‘Did you hear the ‘yip-yip’ of that coyote last night?’ was the question being asked over loaded hash browns, egg biscuits and coffee at the Hometown Cafe this morning. That, and who got elected as what in the town’s elections. I think that once us cyclists had gone and the excitement of the results had…

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We’ve started – and we’re on a mission from God.     First Landing, VA via Virginia Beach to Yorktown VA.

We’ve started – and we’re on a mission from God. First Landing, VA via Virginia Beach to Yorktown VA.

Sometimes the hardest part of any challenge is getting started and so it has proved with the TransAmerica. The official start of the cross country route is Yorktown, Virginia, but to my geographer’s mind that’s on the York River, Chesapeake Bay, not the Atlantic Ocean. So Terry and I agreed that instead our ride would…

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