{"id":662,"date":"1988-08-07T00:13:00","date_gmt":"1988-08-07T00:13:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pididu.com\/wordpress\/bike1988\/?p=662"},"modified":"2026-08-15T04:30:00","modified_gmt":"2026-08-15T04:30:00","slug":"el-dorado-ks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/pididu.com\/wordpress\/bike1988\/el-dorado-ks\/","title":{"rendered":"El Dorado, KS"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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The next morning, after church, Helen made me a sandwich, and I set out to find the famous Ice Cream Lady. Sunday was usually my rest day, but I decided to go just a few miles.<\/p>\nmy journal recorded it was 104 \u00b0 and 95% humidity.<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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I walked to the nearby Congregational Church with Helen and Her mother. By the clock on the wall, this must have been after we got back, and just before I left. Unfortunately, I didn’t record the name of the seated woman.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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The way to the Ice Cream Inn went over 1 1\/2 miles of dirt road, which turned out to be better than asphalt. The sun had baked the mud into a hard, smooth adobe, which rivaled a bowling lane for smoothness. My ride was absolutely silent.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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At first, I missed the Ice Cream Inn. It looked just like any other ordinary house. As I stood outside at the end of the driveway, I debated whether I should go up and knock. Perhaps they didn’t like to be disturbed on Sundays. Well, the worst they could do was turn me away. I hated to look as if I was looking for a handout, though.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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I knocked. Waited. No response. Knocked louder. Waited. No response. Rang the doorbell. It didn’t work, apparently. So I walked away. As I was almost out of the yard, a lady opened the door and screamed, “Wait! Wait!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That bubbly, excited woman was Shirley Vogelman, the Ice Cream Lady. She had thought that it was the dog scratching at her door.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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Shirley and Rodney Vogelman<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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She had gone into business; no longer was her ice cream handed out freely to cyclists. It didn’t matter. In fact, I felt much better about taking the ice cream having paid for it. My 3 scoop sundae was $2.50– very reasonable for high quality homemade ice cream with homemade sauces. I had a great time talking with the Vogelmans and their two friends. I signed their guest book, and took a picture. I gave them a copy of “Wisdom.”<\/p>\nthey said that they knew the beckhams. before i knew it, it was 4 pm, and i had to move on.<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

The ride to El Dorado was easy, but long. Everything was closed there, since it was Sunday. I had a burger at an Ice Cream Store, and a limeade. Limeade seemed to be big, there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I checked into the Stardust Motel. The man in the office was just leaving as I came up. He was nice enough to turn the lights back on and give me a room. $18.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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