I finally braved the sprinkles about 7:30AM. Merrick State Park Ranger Ron stopped by while I was cooking breakfast. He looked and sounded just like my Uncle Dave, but 60 years old and fit as a fiddle. He told me how he had just built his own house last year “while he was still young enough to do so. He also recommended checking out Brone’s bike shop in Fountain City.
When I got there I finally changed out the front tube that had gone flat on me three days in a row.
I crossed river to Winona for lunch & groceries; the bridge had a good shoulder. At Jefferson’s Pub I ordered the “World’s Best BLT” (1/2 pound of bacon) & side of cornbread, both recommended by friends and both melt-in-your-mouth good, but a little small for this monster appetite.
I then rode on to Perrot State Park where my friends Shaun & Julie had invited me to camp at their site, treated me to beer and then dinner @ Trempealeau Hotel. I had the hotel’s special walnut burger. The band “Sons of Biscuit’ played mostly Beatles tunes, but we couldn’t get in to see them, only hear them from bar area.