Day 33: Heading to Ohio

This morning instead of snoozing our alarm we just straight up overslept.  The sound of the fans in Albert's garage made it difficult to hear our alarms so we slept in till 7 when the morning light woke us up.  We were then treated by Albert to a nice breakfast at the White Front Cafe, there was a buffet so we all ate till we were stuffed.  Once we got back to the house Albert offered to give us a lift over some hills so we graciously accepted and 30 miles later were dropped off and we said our goodbyes and thank yous to our great host and were on our way.  Our first challenge was to find a bridge to cross the Ohio River.  There basically was only 1 bridge which was on I-275, so we decided to take that into Kentucky.  The bridge was very narrow with a lot of debris on the shoulder, and once on the other side Lyle had a flat and we had to stop and fix it.  While we were fixing Lyle's flat, a Kentucky state trooper showed up to let us know that we were not supposed to be on the interstate, which we thought might happen but it was the only bridge that fit our route.  Then a second trooper showed up.  Apparently they had multiple calls from drivers that there were bikers on the interstate.  The troopers actually very nice and seemed more worried about our safety than the fact that we were not supposed to be on the interstate.  So they escorted us to the next exit, one car in front and the other behind.  It was neat getting our first private escort.  Once off the interstate we meandered up through the top of Kentucky to Cincinnati where the bridges where.  We stayed on the south side of Cincy seeing the Reds ballpark and other cool sights.  Once we got to the edge of the city we all seemed to have flats so we took a pit stop and patched Lyle's tube, and fixed both of Jody's tubes and one of his tires because there was a small hole in the wall of his tire where the tube was actually popping out.  We decided to end for the day in the first town we came called Newtown.  We got to meet a great couple, Larry and Gina, and their granddaughter, that let us tent in the back yard and invited us in to talk and watch the NBA finals.  Lyle, while walking through the yard barefoot, got stung by a bee that made his foot swell up.  Gina gave him some ice to put on it to help with the swelling.  We feel very fortunate to be able to find such wonderful people to stay with each night of our trip.  We always leave places thinking how we will never be able to top this, but God keeps surprising us with more and more amazing hosts.

55 miles, 30 mile lift in the truck, State troopers, couple flats