First Ride of 2025
January 26, 2025: This was awfully late in the month for my first ride of the year. In my defense, weather here has been pretty bad lately, including a major ice storm that put a large limb on our roof, and which required the expensive removal of two large trees. We're still cleaning up smaller branches ourselves. It was a big mess.
It was chilly - in the 30s - with a brisk wind out of the north, but I didn't feel like working at my desk all day, despite multiple deadlines that I'm in danger of missing, so I put on my cold weather gear and rode the heavy Fargo out of the driveway. I decided to ride into town, something I don't usually do because of my dislike of traffic. It was Sunday, though, which meant that it was unlikely to be too bad.
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One of the reasons for riding toward town instead of my usual country roads was my curiosity about the status of a major realignment of I-69 that has been in progress for a couple of years. Nobody would be working on the massive project on Sunday, so I could ignore all the Road Closed signs.
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I was surprised to find a new bike path as part of the project. I followed it to its end: The Walmart.
I backtracked a mile, and was surprised to find a new housing development I hadn't heard about - overpriced cookie cutter vinyl sided homes on tiny lots. How many of the new residents would use the bike/walking path to do their grocery shopping at the Walmart? Based on my experience living in Kentucky, I predict that no one will.
I backtracked a few more miles and rode on a familiar gravel road through an industrial part of town. then crossed super-busy Green Street on my way to the downtown riverfront.
Henderson has a very nice riverfront area, with a walking trail that I use frequently. I stopped to take a picture of the statue of Henderson native Husband Kimmel. I'm surprised he's a favorite son of the town, having been in charge of Pearl Harbor when it was attacked in 1941.
I eventually wound my way through town and returned to the quiet country lanes I favor. By now I was feeling pretty tired. I've really let myself get badly out of cycling shape the last few months.
The 36 miles felt more like 60. Part of that was probably the cold, which always tires me out more. But still - I'm going to have to get my act together in a big way before I can do another bike tour.
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