Life and adventures from a high school perspective
An avid cyclist, rock climber, and all around adventurer, Francis Davis is taking to the internet to share his stories of cycling, climbing, and adventuring.
Big news today: The Biking Fam” has officially crossed into Kentucky, the king of energy. Whoopee! Here is a picture of one of my cycling companions, “Trekker Dan”, posing at the KY sign. You can follow him on Facebook using the button above.
I was shocked by the shear rock faces looming on one side of the road, and cliff on the other side as we entered the new state. In the morning, we rode through Breaks Highway Park, which offers some pretty awesome views, as well as some serious hills. On the other hand, I was immediately flabbergasted by the abrupt change in the roadside litter population. There was very little in Virginia, but as soon as we crossed the border there it was! Also, I was already chased by two dogs in my 10 miles of Kentucky riding, compared to 0 in Virginia. Luckily, the maps that we follow have a note about the abundance of loose dogs in Kentucky, and as such the entire troupe has prepared a mixture of diluted ammonia water to spray right at the buggers if we are attacked. At the time of writing we are staying in a lovely church gymnasium. It is only for cyclists. Has gym pads for sleeping, a kitchen (with stove and fridge), bathrooms and a shower, and AC, and above all, its free!!! Trekker Dan and I took a ride up to the local convenience store to get food supplies, and we were greeted by about five shirtless men riding ATV’s and smoking cigarettes. Between all of them, I doubt that a full set of teethkkitas could have been cobbled together. It is a very sad standard of living here, and it makes me remember how fortunate I am in life. For dinner, Dan and I cooked a feast: cheddar mashed potatoes, pepper and bean mix, turkey, and gravy. The best part about the meal is that we cobbled it together from everyones separate food, and created a meal for everyone. It was fantastic. Now, my lids are growing heavy, the taste of what I promised myself was the last powered mini donut, and it is time to hit the sack!
Good evening, Francis