Day 70

DAY 72

Written by Beau

the sounds of a tractors engine woke us. As we stumbled out of our tents a hayride packed with sugar filled kids and an unenthused Yogie Bear rolled by. While packing up camp we all decided to wait for the water slide to open because we were unable to the day before. In the meantime breakfast sandwiches and bike matenice kept us busy; Hank and Kane switched their tires, evan re-wrapped his handlebars, and Beau adjusted his brakes. Two hours later it finally opened. All five of us were in our shorts and got ready for some childish fun. Little did we know it cost even more money for a wrist band to be able to go down the slide. Fortunately we had to walk up three flights of stairs to get to the top of the water slide. The kind little girl let us each go down the slide once versus having to walking down the stairs. we got our kicks then it was time to hit the road. A few short miles into the ride Donald got yet another flat. And a few more miles another one. We stopped in appleton for lunch. Appleton is a large town about twenty miles east of Fremont. Hank was in dire need of new clips for his shoes, for his current ones were useless. The traffic out of Appleton stop and go, stop and go. No good to keep a steady pace. but the terrain changed quickly into Wisconsin Country roads. We had planned to head all the way to minotowoc but the sun was going down quick and it still another twenty five miles there. Brillion became our nesting point for the evening. In brillion there was no camping so we found spot behind some grass tall enough to hid us and our tents.

DAY 71

yogie huh? yogie what? yogie Bear? Once the food coma wore off we packed up our things and kinda cleaned up the motel...not to much though. When we finally stopped sitting around enjoying the last few moments we had to lay on a real bed we left the motel around11am...a pretty slow start since we should be use to waking up/ packing up by 8. 3 blocks later we found our selves in the local bike shop, looking for new cleats for Hank. We left campus cycles with free water bottles and finally hit the road. Our ride consisted with Donald racking up as many flat t;ires as he could possibly get. not literally but he did get four flats within the day. The tail winds made up for the misfortune of flats. With the 25 mph tail winds we made it weyauwega, 30 miles from Stevens point, in good time. As we sat around eating Subway we soon found out that the campsite that we planned to sleep at turned out just be a online camping store. A good 30 minutes passed before we stopped looking at our IPhone and asked a police officer where we could sleep. The closet place was 10 miles southeast in the town of Fremont. The Fremont campsite was like an amusement park mixed with a campsite. The pool had a 20ft water slide and this is the only reason we payed the stupid amount of money to stay there, also the whole campsite had the theme of Yogie Bear and jellystone park. we camped on the corner of Boo Boo drive, and Cindy bear ave. All we could say is that we are not in Oregon anymore. Wisconsin has the fake Jellystone and all we have is the enchanted Forest. 20 hot dogs later it was time for bed in Jellystone, hoping yogie wouldn't come in the dead of night and steal the food in our panniers.

Waking yup in Stevens point was not like another day on the trip. We all woke up to a huge lawn mower right next to us, so we all packed up as fast as we could so the next time the lawn mower came around we would be gone. Before we could finish our breakfast Kane had already convinced us that he would pay for a cheap run down motel, so we can have and undeserved rest/laundry day. The motel was a small two bedroom, not a room you would want to fit 5 smelly guys and 5 bikes. After rearranging the motel to fit our bikes and gear, we headed to the local laundromat to was the STANK out of our clothes. As the smell was being washed out of our clothes we all looked for something to eat...Hank and Evan found a wonderful mcDonald's and the rest found another buffet. Hank and Evan returned to the motel rather earlier than Kane beau and Donald... they were taking their time at the buffet, about 2 hours went by before there was no room in their now bloated belly's. So they walked slow, hunched over holding their guts when they walked in they all flopped on the beds and complained about how much they ate. The stank had been washed into one half B.O and one half laundry detergent making for a interesting smell to say the least. After sitting around watching T.V we got the idea t go see a movie, we ended up seeing 30 min or less, with Aziz and Danny McBride. After the "stoner" flick and laugh riot came to a end they made their way to the gas stating to grab a 12 pack to bring back to the small hotel Once all the beer was gone Hank knew there was only one thing left to do. TACO BELL!! this was not the normal run of mill t-bell, it looked just any other taco bell, tasted the same, cashier was the same boring guy hating his job, but it was all of the other customers that made the night for us. About 50 college kids and one long bearded balding man where all playing magic cards. Yes, magic the game, other not so popular game...kinda like Pokemon's distant cousin that was adopted into the family. Anyways we looked around and had a quick ;laugh. we left with our 20 or so burritos and headed back to the motel to devour the poorly made food. After we ate all the taco bell as we possibly could, we passed out into our food coma.