The Days Inn in Cairo, IL was unanimously voted among the worst motels ever endured. The owner, listed simply as "Bill" on his business card, tried hard but faced challenges that were beyond him. We left the gloom of Cairo by crossing the Ohio River into Kentucky. We planned to get out of the van at the first convenient launching spot, but the roads were anything but bike friendly near the river; narrow shoulders were covered by a rumble strip and the traffic was significant and hurrying. So we ticked off nine of our planned miles in the van and started out on CR1203, a winding little road through the Kentucky hills on bluffs above the river. There was plenty of climbing to keep us sweating. The winding little streams had the characteristic orange brown opaque appearance that is often seen in Kentucky.
After a morning of winding through the hills, we stopped for lunch at another quaint little restaurant, in Carrolton (I think). As was our earlier experience at Jen's Place for our second breakfast of the morning, prices were very low. We wondered how they make a profit with the prices they charge. The lunch diner was special and it has a very special name. We are thinking of and praying for you Penny!
After lunch the terrain changed from hills to rolling farmland. Soon we were pedaling along Reelfoot Lake. This group cannot pass up a chance for good pie. Here we are in our sweat soaked spanex in a classy restaurant near the lake attacking pie.
The restaurant's menu had a hair raising story of the earthquakes of the early 1800s in this area.
Fueled by the pie, we charged south across farmland and saw the first cottonfields of the trip. down to the little town of Ridgely, where we jumped into the van for the ride to the motel in Dyersburg, TN. What a relied to see a vibrant town after spending time in Cairo.
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