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Saturday, August 16, 2008, Sparrowfoot Campground, Clinton, Missouri
We drug ourselves out of bed at 8:30 to make it to the continental breakfast before it closed at 9:00. We ate as much as we could and then headed back to the room to lounge around a little before we packed up. All I wanted to do was sleep, but we had to be out by 11:00. We finally left at just past 12:00. Not too far out of town we passed a cemetery with a sign that announced “Ripley’s Smallest Tomb,” but we never found it and there was nobody around to ask. The hills were like yesterday, up and down, but not too long, but the road had no shoulder whatsoever, so we had to be careful. Fortunately, there was little traffic. Now that we are doing our own routing to Indiana, off the Transamerica trail, we will probably be on more difficult roads. We were looking forward to going to Clinton because that’s where we begin the Katy Trail - the longest rails/trails bike path in the country, 264 miles – and it heads in the direction we want to go to see Uncle Herman and Uncle Paul in Indiana and ends about 20 miles from St. Louis. It should be a lot of fun. When we arrived in Clinton, we had to camp outside of town because there are no campgrounds there. The policeman let us put our bikes in the police garage and we drove 7 miles to Sparrowfoot Campground, a nice green shady campground with shower and laundry facilities, plus it had lake fishing. That night we ate the catfish we had caught in Pleasanton with rice. 44 miles.