Cedar Rapids to Anamosa 43 Miles
Today started off wonderfully, the cool air seemed to hang through the first fifteen miles. Staying so close to the winding river kept the first stretch of the day’s brief 43 miles considerably more relaxing than expected. We passed a few interesting information booths from local groups passing out information on various human things. Ending corporate personhood table topped my list of things that gave me hope on the ride.
Today was the shortest day of the trip so the pace was a bit more relaxed. It was nice to have more time to look at things than normal. I think a lot of humans have misconceptions about Iowa. Each hill we came across held another picturesque landscape that you felt really captured what the Midwest was about. There are endless fields of rolling hills covered with dense green corn, Bright red barns and white picket fences surround quaint farm houses that contain some nice people.
After a brief stop in Mt. Vernon as we neared Anamosa we came across the greatest road side attraction of the trip. It was a 300 foot long slip and slide in someone’s front yard, needless to say the disc brakes of the Fairdale weekender were put to the test as Logan slowed to pull into the driveway. Fun was had, as you can imagine. I love Iowa.
We set up camp in the local high school and decided to wander around town and see what there was to see. I did a bit of partying myself and things got a bit out of hand but Logan saved the day and decided we should head back and get some shut eye shortly after the sun fell. With the slip and slide provided shower we fell asleep feeling refreshed, it was a great day.