Spring Green to Governor Dodge State Park, 100 degrees.
In addition to the ambiance of the hills and the heat, there were several miles of road construction going on. A layer of tar was followed by a layer of crushed gravel. We had to watch for loose gravel, and the semis whipped up a cloud of dust when they passed, turning our sweat into a paste.
Fortunately, we had a short day planned of 12 miles (according to Googlemaps.) Our route went right by the entrance to House on the Rock. It is a must-see, quirky tourist attraction. I had been to it and knew Steve would enjoy it. But I had enough of looking at collections of stuff the last time I went to House on the Rock.
|Entrance to House on the Rock off Hwy 23 South of Spring Green, WI.|
I rode on to the campground. As I parted, I told Steve, " I will see you at the beach."
I rode on to Governor Dodge State Park. Once I passed the entrance gate, I thought I was getting close, but the campground was another two miles in the heat.
The campground is called Cox Hollow. When I decended a loooong 1.5 mile hill, I was relieved, thinking my hill climbing was over. I saw the lake at the bottom of the hill. Cox Hollow Lake beach looked inviting. I debated about stopping right then and walking in with my clothes on. The campground sign told me turn left away from the beach. I turned and worked my way up a relatively small hill. The road turned a corner. There in front of me was a massive and very, very steep hill.
I had to get off the bike and push my loaded bike up the hill. It was so steep it reminded me of pushing my loaded bike over the Paw Paw Tunnel a couple years before. I had to stop and catch my breath.
I texted Steve to warn him to save energy for the last climb. But he didn't have cell service, which has happened often on this trip.
I immediately put on my suit and walked down the hill to the beach. No way was I going to try to ride up that hill, even unloaded.
Steve had the same thought. He came walking to the beach at 4:00.
He told me that when he entered the park, as he rolled up to the ranger station,he asked what the temperature was. The ranger said, "100 degrees!"
Even Steve with his bike muscled legs walked up that last steep hill.
He told me that he really, really enjoyed House on the Rock. That made me very happy. He thanked me for directing him to do it.
We stayed at the beach in the water or in the shade until after seven pm. There was a snack bar down there, thank goodness. We got a pizza for supper.
We both said that as we were riding in the heat, we thought about all the warm clothes we were hauling that we had not used on this bike trip. We will probably need them when we ride the GAP and C&O trail at the end of September.
We put up the tent as the sun was setting. It cooled enough that night that we slept OK.
The next day was cooler with a high of 87. It felt great and we had a fun ride to Madison on the Military Ridge Trail.