Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Baton Rouge to Opelousas

Today's mileage was short, only 66 miles according to the cue sheet. However, we had an exciting treat at mile 5 and I was able to cross something off my B&B bucket list. Between miles 5 & 8 we had a double police escort! We had to cross a narrow bridge with a relatively high speed limit and Chris from Rebuilding Together made a call or two and hooked us up. One car blocked traffic with their lights on while the other went ahead and blocked oncoming traffic. We made a jug handle turn onto the highway, using the entrance ramp and everything. Once we were on the road both cars followed us with lights on and the van close behind. I felt like a celebrity and it may have gone to my head a little bit. :) But in all seriousness probably a top 5 riding moment so far. And we also succeeded in blocking a decent amount of morning rush hour traffic. After the police escort things got a little rougher. I boarded the struggle bus. The roads were rough but the shoulder was worse. There were rumble strips every 10 ft or so so we were forced to stay in the lane. We came to lunch earlier than expected which was a nice surprise. However, from lunch we all had to pack our bikes in the trailer and shuttle the next 5 miles over a dangerous causeway. I hated having to miss those miles but it helped knowing we were all missing out. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. Though I think today was the muggiest day yet. We managed to DM some dinner when we got into town since the host couldn't provide it. We ended up with 8 pizzas from Dominos and 75 Cane's chicken fingers. Sounds like a pretty balanced meal, right?

But speaking of balanced meals, before I forget...St. James Episcopal in Baton Rouge hooked us up. All our meals were incredible and we managed to have leftovers at every one which is shocking. This morning for breakfast was especially awesome. Instead of cold cereal and milk we were treated to waffles ( a trip first ) , sausage patties, fruit salad, scrambled eggs and grits. There was even flavored syrups for the waffles and plentiful hot coffee. I almost didn't want to leave. But the excitement of a police escort got my butt into gear.

1 comment:

  1. Something to tell your grandchildren for sure. I hope there is at least one photo of the police escort!

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