Anamosa, Iowa to Monticello, Indiana. 342 miles now 4130
miles in total. Fairly
An exciting day or at least an exciting end to the day. The
day started slow with a visit to a famous company that sells parts for motorcycles
as it was right next to the hotel (well planned.) We visited a famous motorcycle
museum in town. Shawn is the one who knows
everything about bikes decided he needed a shave at a barbers so he rode to
town and said he would catch us up. Three barbers later and no shave Shawn
turned up as we were leaving the museum.
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Peter Puffin at the museum. |
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Windfarms as far as the eye can see |
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The storms building |
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The tornado heading in |
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The storm building at the windfarms |
The ride was interesting but nothing
very special. We were in the middle of nowhere and had been dodging storm fronts
all day and there was a police man also in the middle of the road. He waved and
we rode on. We found out later he was stopping cars going the other way. As we
got nearer the town we heard sirens and one of the guys from our groups was
listening to a radio station on his bike. As we pulled into the little town he
told us a tornado was heading straight for us. We parked our bikes on the downwind
side of a fairly crummy hotel for some protection. The temperature was dropping
fast and the skies were getting blacker by the second. One of the piglets if
the storm could tip over a bike. The answer was that if we were hit directly it
would take the bikes, the hotel and us with it. Luckily the storm passed a mile
or so to the side of the town and all we
received was high wind and twelve inches of rain in a few minutes. The excitement lasted a short time with just a
little hail. We were very lucky.
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