July 26th
From Ed Chasteen
Without warning Orrick Road coming out of Excelsior Springs turns suddenly to gravel. Small, deep, loose rocks grab at skinny tires. The bike lurches this way and that. Steering or stopping up and down these hills would challenge Evil Knievel. When finally I can manage to stop without falling over, I turn my bike around and walk it back over several hills to the pavement.
I had come to Orrick Road off Seybold Road. Leaving Mill Inn either east or west brings a rider immediately to a monster hill, the reason I almost always depart north or south. This morning, though, the route planner in my head is fixed on Orrick, and I turn left (east) off Cresent Street onto Seybold Road. My intention is then to turn right (north) on N Highway and make my way over to Highway 210, where a left turn will bring me in five miles to Orrick and Fubbler’s Cove and their BLT with ripe tomato and crisp bacon.
Before I can turn on N, I notice that Seybold continues across N. I’ve never taken that road. The day is young. I can’t resist. A scenic mile or so later, Seybold ends at Orrick Road. I can’t believe my luck. I turn right, wondering where in Orrick this road comes out.
But my road bike is designed for paved roads, and when I come to gravel, I turn back. And follow my original plan. A lifeless brown is stealing the green from the nine-foot corn stalks I’m passing. Soon giant machines will invade the fields and rob each stalk of its single ear. Then another machine will lay low the stalks to begin again the yearly cycle.
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Mother is 90
I will be in Texas for the next week helping my mother celebrate her 90th birthday. I will take my bike. And see what happens.
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