{"id":769,"date":"1988-08-19T03:40:00","date_gmt":"1988-08-19T03:40:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pididu.com\/wordpress\/bike1988\/?p=769"},"modified":"2026-08-20T16:58:34","modified_gmt":"2026-08-20T16:58:34","slug":"falls-of-rough-ky","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/pididu.com\/wordpress\/bike1988\/falls-of-rough-ky\/","title":{"rendered":"Falls of Rough, KY"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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I went back to Druther’s for breakfast. Biscuits and gravy, $1.09<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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In the morning, it had cooled to a modest 76 degrees. I had heard the night before that the outlook was overcast and rainy. Rain was to be preferred to heat any day. I had the feeling I could rack up a lot of miles that day. I knew I could make it well into Kentucky.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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I took only these few pictures that day, as I was trying to make miles. Also, I had learned not to take the camera out when it was raining.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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A few minutes before one, I made it to Sebree, right at the Illinois- Kentucky border. As I ate my plate lunch in the cafe, the wind started to pick up outside. A storm was gathering. The next stop was Falls of Rough, a campground 76 miles away. There was nothing in between. It would be “no prisoners” if I left Sebree. I didn’t even think about it. I couldn’t just stop after that minimal amount of mileage that morning.<\/p>\ntheir plate lunch was a breaded tenderloin pattie, fresh mashed potatoes, sliced tomatoes, pinto beans, and rolls. a lot of food for $3.50. hot baloney seemed to be a popular sandwich – fried baloney, tomato slice, on a hamburger bun.<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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It rained all the way. At four separate houses, dogs came out to attack me. Apparently, there were no leash laws in that area. I was able to outrun all of them, but fantasized about stopping and killing one or two. Thinking about different techniques using rope, my hard-soled shoes, and Swiss army knife kept my mind occupied. I considered getting a spray bottle and filling it with ammonia or Clorox.<\/p>\nit seems cruel now, but adrenaline does that.<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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The sun started to set, and I was still a good distance away from Falls of Rough. For the final half hour of riding, it was too dark to even read my cyclometer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At Falls of Rough, camping was right out. Not after 125 miles of riding. I just wanted to be served. It was 8:10 when I entered the lobby of the motel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“PLEASE don’t tell me you’re full!” I sighed, as I dripped water onto the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fortunately, they had a room. It was upstairs, so I had to make several trips with my gear. Afterwards, I made my Friday check-in call to Merrianne, and had dinner at the attached restaurant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the weather channel that night, I heard that an inch and a quarter of rain had fallen, but that the next day would be cool and dry, with a high of 85. Perfect for riding! Actually, in retrospect, the previous day’s rain had been a blessing. I could have never logged that kind of mileage in heat.<\/p>\nit was sarver’s motel.<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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