Very hot sunny day as we cycled our last 12 miles in Kentucky to catch the ferry across the Ohio river to Illinois.Once we were in Illinois the road was once again very very hilly and by the time we reached Elizebethtown our legs were hurting ,this state should have been called Hillinois.We struggled through Eddyville where Gerry saved yet another turtle from being squashed in the road and we eventually reached Tunnell Hill where our warm shower hoasts Ann and Alan greeted us with cold drinks,hot showers and a great meal of ribs and sweetcorn.They also organised a camp fire where we sat round toasting marshmallows and sang a few songs,a great end to a very hard days cycling.Tomorrow Ann has arranged an interview with an Illinois newspaper so this may delay our start.
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- cyclists only rest stop in illinois
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- early lunch on the river
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- gerry saving a turtle from getting squashed
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- the ferry crossing to illinois
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- the ohio river ferry
Dave and Gerry's Trans-Am Charity Cycle 
May 26, 2013 at 20:41
Looking good gents well done .Safely out of Deliverance country…………………
May 26, 2013 at 19:51
which one is gerry and which one is the turtle
May 26, 2013 at 07:57
Gerry & Dave
Great blog – amazing photos!
Gerry -here is the gist of bicycle molecular theory from Flann O’Brien’s, The Third Policeman
– Mollycules is a very intricate theorem and can be worked out with algebra but you would want to take it by degrees with rulers and cosines and familiar other instruments and then at the wind-up not believe what you had proved at all. If that happened you would have to go back to over it till you got a place where you could believe your own facts and figures as exactly delineated from Hall and Knight’s Algebra and then go on again from that particular place till you had the whole pancake properly believed and not have bits of it half-believed or a doubt in your head hearting you like when you lose the stud of your shirt in the middle of your bed.
– Very true, Mick decided to say.
– If you hit a rock hard enough and often enough with an iron hammer, some mollycules of the rock will go into the hammer and contrariwise likewise.
– That is well known, he agreed.
– The gross and net result of it is that people who spend most of their natural lives riding iron bicycles over the rocky roadsteads of the parish get their personalities mixed up with the personalities of their bicycles as a result of the interchanging of the mollycules of each of them, and you would be surprised at the number of people in country parts who are nearly half people and half bicycles.