{"id":67,"date":"2007-04-09T18:16:21","date_gmt":"2007-04-10T02:16:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljounral\/?p=67"},"modified":"2007-04-09T18:16:21","modified_gmt":"2007-04-10T02:16:21","slug":"kerrville-tx-april-5-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/?p=67","title":{"rendered":"Kerrville, TX-April 5-6"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It never ceases to amaze me what a good night&#39;s sleep can do for one&#39;s physical and mental state!&nbsp; I&nbsp; had so much more energy leaving Vanderpool and the Foxfire Cabins, than I did Camp Wood.&nbsp; Of course, I had planned to ride only 24 of the 51 miles today.&nbsp; Since the 111-mile day, I have been suffering from some sort of nerve problem in my right hand.&nbsp; Michelle, one of the guides, looked at the configuration of my handlebars and determined that I was leaning too far forward on the handlebars, thus putting too much of my body weight on my hands.&nbsp; Now, I have had this bicycle for quite a few years, and never knew why my hands would go numb.&nbsp; As a&nbsp; temporary fix, we raised the stem a bit, but there was not much space to raise it and still be safe.&nbsp; She also turned the handlebars up, thus causing me to sit a bit higher.&nbsp; Since there is a great bike shop in Kerrville, I decided to ride in the van, get to the shop early, and try to get a new stem.&nbsp; Michelle suggested that I might want to ride the first 24 miles to Medina because it is such a beautiful ride.&nbsp; Before the beautiful part, we had to cross another &quot;hill&quot; with a 6-10% grade, a 1.3-mile climb.&nbsp; It seemed straight up to me! &nbsp;After only a few yard of huffing and puffing, it was evident that I would have to resort to some cross-training (aka walk up the hill).&nbsp; The advantage was that I saw some beautiful rock strata where the road was cut.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/wp-content\/uploads\/thumb-DSC03477.JPG\" border=\"1\" alt=\"Rock Strata on the way to Medina\" title=\"Rock Strata on the way to Medina\" hspace=\"10\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" align=\"left\" \/> <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Even some of the&nbsp;strongest women had to walk part of this hill.&nbsp; Then there was the downhill.&nbsp; All I could do was&nbsp;&quot;feather&quot; my brakes and say to myself&#8230;&quot;hold on tight&quot;!&nbsp; My maximum speed was probably about 35 mph!<\/p>\n<p>After the downhill, we were rewarded with some of the most beautiful farm country I have seen on this trip.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/wp-content\/uploads\/thumb-DSC03480.JPG\" border=\"1\" alt=\"Texas Farm Country\" title=\"Texas Farm Country\" hspace=\"10\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" align=\"left\" \/> <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The landscape is lush and green.&nbsp; There are farms with cattle, llamas, horses, and even some kangaroos! Yep, my friend Anne saw them and has photographs to prove it.&nbsp; We are told that there are some exotic game farms in the area.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p>Another highlight of this day was the array of wildflowers, particularly the Texas Bluebonnets.&nbsp; One of our SAG stops was beside a lovely sea of &quot;blue&quot;, spotted with some Indian Paintbrush.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/wp-content\/uploads\/thumb-DSC03485.JPG\" border=\"1\" alt=\"Nancy with Texas Bluebells\" title=\"Nancy with Texas Bluebells\" hspace=\"10\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" align=\"left\" \/> <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Then there was Medina, home of Loves Cree Cidr Mill and Country Store, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.lovecreekorchards.com\/\">http:\/\/www.lovecreekorchards.com\/<\/a>&nbsp; They had everything &quot;apple&quot;, from cider to pie, to strudel, to apple pie ice cream, and even trees ( a bit hard to carry on bicycle) &nbsp;Anyone who cycles, knows that a place like this is a virtual paradise!&nbsp; Just about everyone stopped here for a rest and some &quot;energy&quot; food.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/wp-content\/uploads\/thumb-DSC03491.JPG\" border=\"1\" alt=\"Energy food for cyclists\" title=\"Energy food for cyclists\" hspace=\"10\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" align=\"left\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p> I walked down the street to an art gallery where I found some gifts for the Porter family.&nbsp; Polly, Melissa, Howard, and Mariann, look for something in the mail!&nbsp; There was even an ACE Hardware store in Medina, Pernal! <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/wp-content\/uploads\/thumb-DSC03492.JPG\" border=\"1\" alt=\"Ace in Medina\" title=\"Ace in Medina\" hspace=\"10\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" align=\"left\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In Medina, I loaded my bicycle on the van and rode the rest of the day watching folks struggle up the hills, and enjoy the scenery.&nbsp; We passed the &quot;Thunder in the Hills Church&quot;, a church for bikers.&nbsp; While I could not stop for pictures, a friend did manage to visit the church.&nbsp; We might have stopped for a service if it had been Sunday.<\/p>\n<p>Arriving in Kerrville for two days, we went immediately to the Hill Country Bicycle Works. <a href=\"http:\/\/www.hillcountrybicycle.com\/index.htm\">http:\/\/www.hillcountrybicycle.com\/index.htm<\/a>&nbsp; Adam, the owner, agreed with Michelle about my stem and handlebars.&nbsp; So I left it there for a &quot;make-over&quot;.&nbsp; Of course, just about everyone on the tour ended up stopping there for repairs or new merchandise.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>When one is on the road for over a month, there are other necessities that must be addressed.&nbsp;&nbsp;Two goals for my layover day here were to get a haircut and a pedicure (a girl&#39;s gotta do what a girl&#39;s gotta do-especially if she wears sandals when cycling).&nbsp; I am not sure it was planned that way, but there just happened to be a nail place next to the bike shop.&nbsp; So I addressed one goal while waiting for the other women at the bike shop.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p>Upon arriving at the hotel, I asked about places for haircuts.&nbsp; As luck would have it, the first place was booked because of Easter.&nbsp; But, I managed to reach Lisa, who agreed, not only to cut my hair, but to pick me up from the hotel the next morning (and anyone else who needed a cut.)&nbsp; At the arranged time on Friday morning Lisa was here to pick Bobbi and me up.&nbsp; She not only did a great job cutting our hair, but took us to the post office and to Wal-mart before dropping us off downtown for lunch.&nbsp; She was a gem.&nbsp; One of her classic statements about Texas women was, &quot;the bigger the hair, the smaller the town&quot;&nbsp; That quote is a keeper.&nbsp; She offered to pick us up later from the restaurant and take us back to the hotel or anywhere we wanted to go.&nbsp; We thanked her profusely!&nbsp; What if the other hairdresser had not been busy! &nbsp;We never would have met this angel of a woman.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/wp-content\/uploads\/thumb-DSC03495.JPG\" border=\"1\" alt=\"Nancy with Lisa in Kerrville\" title=\"Nancy with Lisa in Kerrville\" hspace=\"10\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" align=\"left\" \/> <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We met our friends at Jefferson Joe&#39;s St. Restaurant, reviewed by Kinky Friedman, on NPR.&nbsp; Great home cooking, with black-eyed peas, squash, potatoes, buttermilk pie, and the list goes on and on.<\/p>\n<p>Then it was back to the bike shop on Friday afternoon to pick up all of the bikes.&nbsp; Of course, mine was the real challenge of the day.&nbsp; It was not quite ready.&nbsp;&nbsp;The owner&nbsp;had worked until midnight last night to accommodate all of us.&nbsp; He said he would bring it to the hotel later in the evening, which he did.<\/p>\n<p>And, speaking of hotels, we stayed at the YO Ranch Resort, an interesting hotel in Kerrville.&nbsp; This was our home for two days.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/wp-content\/uploads\/thumb-DSC03501.JPG\" border=\"1\" alt=\"YO Ranch Resort Lobby\" title=\"YO Ranch Resort Lobby\" hspace=\"10\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" align=\"left\" \/> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It never ceases to amaze me what a good night&#39;s sleep can do for one&#39;s physical and mental state!&nbsp; I&nbsp; had so much more energy leaving Vanderpool and the Foxfire Cabins, than I did Camp Wood.&nbsp; Of course, I had &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/?p=67\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-67","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-cycling"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=67"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=67"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=67"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/centraldistrict.net\/nancystraveljournal\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=67"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}