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I’ve Come Here to Chew Bubblegum and Ride My Bike… and I’m All Out of Bubblegum. Another AWESOME Road Trip to Kentucky for the Horsey Hundred

If you’re of a certain age, you may remember a certain B-Movie with one late, great Rowdy Roddy Piper… if so, you’ll get the reference in the Title.

Friends, it’s with great joy, pleasure and a happy heart that I’m writing about yet another road trip. Cycling road trips are one of the simple joys in the life of a cyclist where cycling enthusiasts with a fondness for carbon fiber and fun can get together to ride, eat, laugh and live well.

There’s no doubt, we are a dedicated bunch. The price, of course, is hard miles in the saddle, the cost of food and a stay in a hotel (or camping as it normally is for my wife and I). The payoff is a life experience so rich it makes me smile as I’m sitting here typing this.

We ran into some cold weather, unbelievably cold for this time of year, in Kentucky. We drove down from Michigan (6-1/2 hours’ drive) in the rain with the bikes and our luggage safely stowed in the back of my SUV. As we approached Georgetown the rain started to let up… just enough to get checked into our hotel and head over to the expo to get our wristbands and check in. We met Dave, Mike, Chuck, Joanne and Chris at the expo and made plans for heading out in the morning. The weather prognostication was not good; upper 40’s and rain till 9 or 10 am. We headed over to Cattleman’s for a fantastic steak dinner. Chuck wasn’t impressed, but Dave, Mike and I were quite pleased with our dinner. My wife was mildly impressed.

A storm blew in just as we were getting back to the hotel. It rained through much of the night, but dried up before 2am. Amazingly, it didn’t rain much after that other than a little misting here and there. It was, however cold. Low 40’s and it “felt like” high 30s (that’s 3-4 C, folks). I wasn’t quite prepared for temps that cold, but made due with what I brought.

The ride itself wasn’t all that bad – far too cold for on-the-bike photos, but it really only misted on us a few times and we were able to stay relatively dry. The problem was at the stops. If we stood around too long, we got cold in a hurry. On the plus side, there are so many hills down there, it was only a few minutes before we were climbing something and warm again. This is not what we normally look like in Kentucky, at the end of May:

While the ride was great, the special treat was dinner that night. Now, normally dinner is a part of the ride. We head over to Chik-fil-a and have second lunch, then over to Georgetown University for dinner later that afternoon. This year, because of COVID, they put the ride finish at a park down the road from the college so everything could be outside. They also eliminated the dinner, so we were on our own to eat. We tried one restaurant that looked really good but they were booked solid. Our second choice was Broussard’s in downtown Georgetown.

It was the single greatest eating experience of my life. I had to resort to Eeny, meeny, miny, moe in order to choose between the four items on the menu that looked spectacular, just to decide what I was going to have. We also had a large group – eight of us. Heading down to a free state has its advantages – that experience, between eight fully vaccinated people, would have been illegal in the state of Michigan (except for the governor… she’s better than the rest of us peasants, apparently). Anyway, dinner was a fantastic experience as we recounted the day’s events and laughed the evening away.

That was my first century of the year and I slept like a baby Saturday night… the only question was how my legs would hold up for Sunday. I was more than a little nervous – and we had another chilly start in front of us.