“And here for the first time in my life I saw my beloved Mississippi River, dry in the summer haze, low water, with its big rank smell that smells like the raw body of America itself because it washes it up.” —Jack Kerouac
We awoke to the cacophony of ravenous roosters, peckish peafowl, gluttonous goats, starving sheep, hankering hogs, desirous ducks, and two drowsy dogs. There’s no snooze on that alarm, so with some help from the crew, I was deposited past the chunky gravel and B roads and sent on my way.
I made fast work of the 20-mile stretch for the Iowa border, but I was in no hurry to leave. Iowa was fascinating and beautiful, the people were friendly and engaging, and the riding was fabulous.
Ah, that’s the Mississippi River, the mighty Mississip – the old miss, the old man, Dee-ee-eep river, my home is over Jordan! I crossed the border in Davenport, Iowa, to little fanfare, self-celebration, or at the least a photo op, as intended.
Much to the contrary! Against my better judgment, I followed the advice of the construction crew, motioning me onto the lanes of the Centennial Bridge and away from the closed bike lane, as intended. It was hairy!
I’ll have to dip my front wheel in the Old Man another day. I can see a RAGBRAI in my future. Hopefully, it will be behind the triple train of the Randonneuring Roods, Cory, Beth, and Oliver!
Every time I ride East out of a country town, through a city, and into another, it gets less and less country, but the quaint charm remains. It’s inevitable to change as much as I hope it doesn’t. The time is going by too fast for me.
It’s not the Mighty Mississip, but it will have to do. Illinois has been beautiful so far.
About the DIRT Dad Fundo Pledge for Day Forty—James Murphy
Here is what James had to say—”I’m not really the type of person that likes to talk about myself. But my wife (whom you know) loves cycling, and I love her. I follow DIRT on zwift. I think, especially right now, any group that recognizes dads is a very valuable thing. I really like that y’all have fund to help members when hard times hit, because eventually they hit us all. I am happy to help in my small way. Please stay safe, and enjoy the ride!”
Amount Raised to Date—$8,571
Thank you, James! Give Joy a hug and kiss for me!
Now off to Utica, IL!
To support Chris in his effort to raise awareness of The DIRT Dad Fund, the non-profit he created to assist members of the worldwide cycling community, check out this link to learn more.
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Semi-retired as owner and director of his private Orthopedic Physical Therapy practice after over 20 years, Chris is blessed with the freedom to pursue his passion for virtual cycling and writing. On a continual quest to give back to his bike for all the rewarding experiences and relationships it has provided him, he created a non-profit. Chris is committed to helping others with his bike through its work and the pages of his site.
In the summer of 2022, he rode 3,900 miles from San Francisco to New York to support the charity he founded, TheDIRTDadFund. His “Gain Cave” resides on the North Fork of Long Island, where he lives with his beautiful wife and is proud of his two independent children.
You will read him promoting his passion on the pages of Cycling Weekly, Cycling News, road.cc, Zwift Insider, Endurance.biz, and Bicycling. Chris is co-host of The Virtual Velo Podcast, too!