Our campground for our first of several SOTF outings this year is Eagle Cliff and is very nice indeed. I may be taking more photos of more of the campground, but for now, our site will lead us off
We arrived in the mid-afternoon yesterday after a rather negative thing happened. Route 16, after we got off of I-90, was a bit under construction with signs warning to go slow due to loose gravel and fresh oil. Susan was slowly moving along at the recommended speed of 45 (or less) when a large truck came toward us speeding along and kicked up a stone that caused a large chip in our windshield. Will not go into detail but to say that Susan called the insurance company who scheduled a mobile glass repairer to come to our campsite the next day so that we will not be driving further in fear of the the chip growing into a large crack!
We are two of five ‘sisters’ who arrived a day early for the campout. So I wanted to ride at least part of the Root River Trail that the group would be doing the next day. Susan agreed to an 8:00 morning start and Rhonda, one of the early arrivals, chose to join us for the ride.
I kept looking for a trailhead sign that said Root River Trail, but never did see one. Starting from our campsite we rode bikes to the ‘smallest town on the trail’ of Whalan and this is the best I could do for a sign — at top middle.
Though I am sure the group riders will make a stop at several places in this little town, Susan and I (Rhonda had headed back to camp) chose to take a look around. The woman tending to everything said that it is her daughter’s shop but she helps out because her daughter does not wake up as early as she does. 😊
We had actually headed in the wrong direction from what we had intended, and were on the beginning of tomorrow’s ride before we realized it. I was happy to have found these lovely barns that I may not get time to stop for on a group ride.
Backtracking some and going in the correct direction, we came upon a bridge and another chance at a sign to at least show where we are.
We spent just a little time in Lanesboro before Susan was getting anxious about being back at camp in time for the glass repair. I thought the telephone/booth would be a part of the museum.
Directly across from the museum is a real museum piece.
Lanesboro is a small town with lots of ambience of the quiet life. We will be back here tomorrow and I may take more photos then, but I did see this little grocery store that I loved and am so sorry to see that it is for sale – unless a new buyer will keep it as a local corner market.
On the return trip I did stop for this next photo to show that we are in corn country – corn to the right of us; corn to the left of us.
After all of Susan’s anxiety to be back to camp by noon (we got back at 11:30) so to not miss anything involving the glass repair scheduled between 12:00-5:00, the repairer got there at about 3:45. Did a fantastic job and told us each step of the way what she was doing. Very intricate.
Another ‘mishap’ (remember the flat tire) taken care of without too much of a hassle. And now we head to the picnic shelter for the opening meet & greet with snacks and introductions as the real beginning of this “event’. I am going to let this be the conclusion of the blog for today and add anything from the evening into tomorrow’s reporting!
Adventures with Nancy 