Tuesday

Florida Springs Family Bike Tour - Day 4

Yesterday turned out to be a pretty good day, as far as riding distance and nice roads. Although we had a meltdown from one of the girls at the end of the day, due to a laundry misjudgment. We didn't have enough clean clothes, so someone had to wait an hour to get cleaned and pressed clothes to wear for the night.

Thankfully we were able to talk everyone down off the ledge of despair as Christy quickly cleaned the clothes. Here is one of the buildings at the Stephen Foster Culture Center, taken as we were leaving the park the next morning.


This was a pretty fun day as well. We finally made it to another of Florida's great wonders... Fresh water Springs.

However, before got to the Springs, we had about 30 miles of riding through rolling back-country hills. The roads on this day were pretty nice as well, although I still have to rate the roads yesterday at the top of my list. The traveling today went pretty well. Plus, we stopped at a great little restaurant, called the Whistle Stop, in the town of White Springs (I think?). We had planned on stopping in town for a quick meal, and realized there wasn't a whole lot of options in town. We almost kept riding right past the Whistle Stop. Thankfully Christy spotted it hiding on the corner and suggested we at least go inside and take a look. When you walk in the door, the inside seemed much larger than the outside appeared. Almost like the inside was bigger than our eyes.

We rolled in for a mid-morning breakfast. The girls and Chris had cherry turnovers. And I hit the jackpot with a berry scone and some white chocolate sauce. It was absolutely DELICIOUS! If you're ever in town, you should stop in and give it a shot. And no... we don't get a penny for saying so!

After our morning meal, we cruised down to our next stop... Ichetucknee Springs (I lovingly refer to them as the ItcheeTouchMe Springs).

Here we are, stopped in a little road-stop called Wellington, before we visited the springs.




One of the main reasons any person should ever visit Florida is for the water. The beaches are phenomenal, the Keys, the Everglades, and the springs are also pretty amazing. Ichetucknee was the girls' favorite spring to swim at on the entire trip. So, they give this stop a HUGE, two thumbs up. And I agree. It was absolutely refreshing to jump into that 74 degree water during the heat of the day. It was a little cold, at first, but once you're over the shock it's totally worth it.

Here are a few shots of us preparing to jump in, and then enjoying the feeling of the springs.






And, of course, a couple shots of the bikes waiting for us to come back from our little adventure on the water.


After Ichetucknee Springs we finished off the day with a pretty quick, enjoyable ride on a bike trail down to O'Leno State Park. The trail starts right outside the outskirts of Fort White, and it runs almost 10 miles all the way to the park.

Amazingly, we actually pulled off 55.24 miles for the day. We could totally tell that our bodies were starting to get stronger and more adapted to life on the road. I think the refreshing stop at the springs also helped keep us going.

Also, here is a video clip of us enjoying the springs.
The spring is actually a large, 30 foot long crack, running along the bottom of the river. There is a big hole that you can swim into, maybe even scuba dive inside of, but there is a fairly strong current pushing towards the surface coming from the spring. The spring depth seemed to be about 15-20 deep out in the middle. It was great swimming around down there and hanging out with the fish.



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Monday

Florida Springs Family Bike Tour - Day 3

After yesterdays hardly-won battle of 54 miles in the saddle, with butt cheeks feeling the pinch, we were happy for this short day to finally arrive. If we had actually made it to our destination last night, we would only have about 30 miles to ride today, but because of the yesterday's issues we ended having to ride 41.67 miles today.

Because of our guerrilla campsite last night, we sprang up and out of the tent this morning, and were on the road within minutes.

Let me interject a quick point here:
Because of the ease of packing all kinds of stuff into the trailer, there were times where we could basically throw masses of stuff inside the 'sherpa' and just keep right on rolling. The trailer was a Godsend at times. We could throw rolled up tents, wet clothes, bags of food, sleeping bags, books, and piles of stuff inside. And it just kept right on rolling. It was super easy to have the trailer and pull it to. If you EVER go on a bicycle tour, you absolutely need to consider bringing along a trailer to help ease your load. Sherpa is about the best word I can use to describe it.

Anyhow...

We were all freezing when we got up this morning, so stopped at a little store along the road to get soak up some heat inside the store, and then stand in the sun outside. We were like a herd of lizards waiting for our bodies to absorb enough heat to move.

After downing some food and some rays, we hit the road again.

A few miles down the road we hit a historic park, called Olustee Battlefield. It's the site of a bloody Civil War battle that actually ended with the deaths of thousands of soldiers. The Confederate (Southern troops) won this skirmish fought in 1864. Every year they re-enact the Battle right here at the Battlefield in February of each year.

Here are a few pics from the park:





From the Battlefield, we traveled for miles along an amazingly, quiet back country road. We road past Ocean Pond and the campground we were supposed to stay at last night. There were virtually no cars on the road for miles and miles and miles. It was probably the most peaceful road riding of the trip. And it was a gorgeous morning to ride. Not too hot, but plenty of sun to brighten the way.

About 10 miles from the final stop for this day we came to an absolute rarity in Florida... a waterfall. It is at a little place called Falling Creek. The waterfall is a towering 12 feet tall. Multnomah Falls it is not. Being one of only a handful of falls in Florida, we absolutely HAD to stop and check it out. The Falling Church park also has a 100 year old church, constructed with heart pine. The wood is termite resistant, which has allowed the church to weather the years with dignity.

Here are a few shots from our visit:





Here's a clip of Chris and Kait chatting, while we just milled about the Falling Church park. I include this picture because you can also get a feel for the load that Chris carried on her bike. You can see the rear panniers are pretty full. Probably about 20 pounds per bag, although they still could have held more. And then throw the sleeping bag on top of the rack as well.


And, of course, we had to hook up lunch at the nearby Quiznos sub shop. This turned out to be a deliciously, yummy food stop. Unfortunately, Chris decided to pop off a few incriminating shots of us trying to devour our food. Or course, all the other people inside the store were wondering why this psychotic woman was snapping dozens of pictures while the people she was photographing were simply trying to eat. The world may never know?

And the we finished off our day with a really early stopping point. We stayed at the Stephen Foster State Folk Culture Center. This is the 'center' of the Suwanee River culture and heritage, birthed by the popularity of Stephen Foster's song 'Old Folks at Home' about the Suwanee. There is a HUGE cultural exhibit building here, where crafters and artisans showcase their work during local exhibits and shows. There were bunches of people invading the building the week we were there for some kind of craft exhibit.

It was actually a pretty nice campground. And, if we weren't just passing through, would have been a great place to stop and explore for a few days. The art, the river, the park, and the town all had a nice comfortable feel to them.

We have since learned that the Stephen Foster tune is the State Song of Florida. WOW! I had no idea. This State Park is definitely worth a stop if you are ever in the area. There were tons of families out riding bikes, playing in the playground, and walking around the park while we were there.

Here are a few pics of Keeley and Chris hanging out at our site. Notice the stunning tan lines on Keeley's legs. Chris lovingly refers to these seemingly permanent tan marks as bikers tans. We all have them, as lovely memories still adorning our bronzed bodies. They might even be worse than farmers tans? I'm not exactly sure? The verdict is still out on that.





The parting shot for the day... our campsite.

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Sunday

Florida Springs Family Bike Tour - Day 2

Yesterday, we ended up biking 47.65 miles altogether.

Today, was a little sketchy, because we still hadn't figured out the whole map situation. Meaning... we weren't sure which directions would provide the most reliable results. So, again, we started today trying to see which of the options would work best? This was the first 'official' day on the Florida Springs actual tour, according to the GORP directions.

The second day was going to be a BIG day. We were planning on biking about 65 miles this day, and arriving at a privately owned campground, called Ocean Pond Campground, in the Osceola National Forest.

Here we are, starting the day at our campsite in Gold Head Branch State Park. It was pretty awesome, especially the first couple nights of the trip, because the weather was unseasonably cool. Apparently it actually got down into the 50's during the night for the first couple of nights. In Florida, this is MIRACULOUS. And our sleeping bags and gear were more than sufficient to keep us warm.
Because of my confusion with the maps and directions, we actually varied our route from the GORP directions at the start of the day. This caused us to miss one of the Springs that we should have seen along our route. Looking back on it, this was a bit of a bummer. We ended up biking almost 55 LONG, butt-breaking and demoralizing miles this day. And we still didn't make it to our destination.

For the most part, we just passed the time with pedaling and more pedaling and hoping some town would eventually show up around the next bend. It was surprising how few decent sized towns there are along this route. One town, today, was more like a Florida State corrections facility. There were no stores, or places to stop... and yet it was marked as a town.

Here we are, taking a mid-morning break. It was still in the upper-80's, so we had to relax in the shade, rather than hang out in the direct sunlight.

Towards the end of the ride today, it was getting close to 5 in the evening. And we had biked about 50 miles, and it was becoming a little daunting waiting for the next town to show up so we could get some dinner, rest our rears, and take a bathroom break. It seemed like those last ten miles just might not end. And the girls were getting tired, and I wasn't sure how much farther we had to go.

Based on the GORP directions, we figured the town of Sanderson might be a good place to stop for the night, instead of going all the way to the campground. It turns out, Sanderson is NOT a good place to stop. We finally rolled into town, butt weary, hungry, and cranky. And I was hoping to call it for the day so we could relax. But this little town had plans of its own. There are no hotels, no B & B's, in fact there's not much of anything in town. They do have 3 teensy little grocery stores. So we stopped into one store to pick up some fruit and other goodies.

Christy noticed there was a fire station across the street from the store, so we got the idea of trying to put up our tent out beside the station. Unfortunately, the door was open to the station, but there was not a single person to be found anywhere. So, we figured we could hang out for a few minutes and just make sure it would be alright to camp outside there.

Turns out... we ended up waiting for over an hour-and-a-half for the crew to come back from the emergency call they were on. By the time they got back it was starting to get dark, so we were desperately hoping they were going to let us camp there. Here are some shots of us hanging out beside the fire station.








Guess what?

Nope! Not on your freaking life.

Apparently, since 9/11, this is no longer allowed. It may be public property, but it sure as heck isn't open to the public.

Thankfully the crew at the station was good enough to call up the local County Sheriff and have him come out and set us up with something safe. Under normal circumstances we would have been totally on our own to find somewhere to stay. But, everyone at the station had pity on our family, and the Sheriff hooked us up with an outstanding, undisclosed spot outside of town. And, on top of that, he also had one of his on duty deputies come by and check on us throughout the night.

I wouldn't normally say something like this... but I have to give a HUGE thank you, and recognition, to the Sheriff and crew at the Baker County fire station for helping us out. We appreciate the help! And for keeping us out of the 'meth' district of Sanderson, we sincerely thank you!

It was a little crazy when the Sheriff finally found us a spot to stay for the night. By that time, it was completely dark, and I only had one light to use as we rode along the road to our destination for the night. We ended up having to ride several more miles to our stopping point for the night.

At one point, I am riding along in front of everyone else. I can hardly see more than 5-10 feet in front of me. Out of nowhere, this cardboard box leaps out of the grass along the side of the road, and gets tangled up in my front tire. I slam on my breaks, because it freaked me out and almost gave me a heart attack. Kaitlyn comes screaming up behind me, and plows into the trailer with her bike. Thankfully we all kept ourselves upright, no kissing of pavement or anything. But that near crash, made me have to change my shorts when we finally got stopped for the night. And now, there's a nice black tire skid-mark running up the back side of the bike trailer.

We survived the several mile ride in the dark, helped by the Sheriff, who eventually came up behind us and helped light the way for us with his headlights.

Our final stop for the night was truly one of the strangest spots I have ever camped at in my lifetime. We threw up the tent as fast as we possible could, threw all our gear inside, sat inside the tent chatting for a few minutes, and then we all crashed. We were pretty much up with the sun the next morning, so we could get back on the road as soon as possible.

We finished the day at 54.18 miles. And, by far, this was the toughest day of the entire trip. The long miles, the confusion over the directions, and the lack of accommodations all teamed up to make this day as close to disaster as we were going to come.

It was at this point that Chris and I decided we were going to abandon the Google maps instructions, and just go strictly with the destruction's as described by the GORP website. This turned out to be a GREAT decision, although we still faced a few minor issues later in the trip.
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Saturday

Florida Springs Family Bike Tour - Day 1

Today, was basically a 'getting started' day.

Before we even got on the road, we had a serious test to overcome. The Scion XB is an amazing car. It holds all of us comfortably, and it gets superb gas mileage. And it's manufactured by a high quality company. BUT, it is NOT a large car. The over length is about 10 feet long. And it's not very tall either. In other words, it's not like have a gigantic truck you can throw all your stuff into, and just shoot off into the sunset. With the Scion, you actually have to organize and plan how you will stack everything inside. And in the case of a family bicycle tour... outside as well. Couple that with the fact that we were bringing along 4 family members, 3 bikes (one of them a tandem), a bike trailer, and all of our gear for a week... and we had to make sure we were organized.
If you didn't see this bike tour gear video, you should check it out.

The key to making this work was a handy bike rack we picked up at Dick's Sporting Goods, called the Yakima MegaJoe. It is actually built for 3 bicycles, but when you put it on the back door of a Scion, the car door is only designed to hold 2 bikes. So, we DID NOT put all 3 bikes on the back rack. We stuffed the third bike and the bike trailer inside of the car with us. And, because the tandem is about 3-4 feet wider than the Scion, I actually had to take the front and back wheels off of the bike so it didn't hang out into the other lanes of traffic. As it was we had bike overhang of about 12 inches on both sides of the car. If somebody went by too closely, they could swiped the side of their car with the bike. That also helped cut off some of the weight on the Yakima bike rack.

After I loaded up all the bike gear, I had to stuff the girls inside, on top of everything else. You should have seen me squeeeeeezing them into the back seat with my feet. I had to push, and jump, and cram them into the teensy little space we had left in back.

In truth, they were fine. There were a few dangling bike rims and bags inside the car, but they had plenty of room to sit absolutely still for the three hour drive up. I guess I should mention, Christy had a bicycle bar-end sitting poised right at the end of her nose for the entire drive as well. If she needed to pick anything, though, she was ready to go without taking her hands off the steering wheel. Come to think of it... I don't know why car manufacturers haven't come up with this automated feature yet?

Because of our situation, we drove all of our gear up to Palatka, FL where we could park our car and begin our tour. We didn't want to leave it sitting out in the middle of a parking lot somewhere, so anyone could have their way with it. My Uncle Dwaine, lives up there and told us we could leave the car at his place. THANK YOU for that Uncle!

The great part about starting out from his home, was that he said a prayer for us just as we were heading out. I think that helped keep us safe, and set the tone for the whole trip.

Here we are at the start of the trip. Us and the bikes.






However, by starting here, we had about 35 miles to ride to our destination before we even got to the suggested Florida Springs tour route.

So, I won't go into a lot of detail about the route on this day.

Let me just add one point right now, about maps and planning and bicycles:
When we started planning our route, we used the tour advice (at the above link) and printed out all of their pages and directions. I also thought it would be wise to use the new Wordmark of Google MapsImage via WikipediaGoogle Maps bicycle feature. So I mapped out our route, and we printed out all the proposed routes.

Unfortunately, about half way through the ride, we came to a key turn in the route. It a street called Holloway road. Because of our confusion following how the directions were stated, we had already rode past Holloway. We stopped to eat lunch, rest a bit, and collect our thoughts.

The lady in the store advised us that we had passed the road a couple miles back. SO, we had to back track a couple miles to find the turn. We rode all the way back to Holloway, only to find that it was a sand covered road. And I don't mean a thin layer of sand. I'm talking inch-deep sand.

If you're not familiar with biking, sand is the arch-nemesis of bicyclers. Tires don't roll and they slide out from under you constantly. The Google bike map route had us traveling on this road for MILES. There was NO WAY, on planet earth, we were going to be able to do it. SO... we had to bike all the way back and take a different route forward.

We probably should have taken pictures while walking up this road, for posterity. But seeing the look of hatred looming over my family's eyes is not something I wanted to share with the world... so I decided not to take any pictures here.

The new route worked out fine, but by back-tracking like that, we added on an extra 5 miles onto our day, plus some exhausting sand trekking.

What a FANTASTIC way to start our trip... let me tell you!

From there, we actually took a superb, brand-new 'rails to trails' bike path into the town of Keystone, FL. Which was excellent! We expected to hit the Gold Head Branch State Park when we got to Keystone. What we found, though, was that we still had 6 miles of biking to get to the park. So, all the excitement and energy we had built up by reaching town, deflated instantly, when we realized we still had 6 miles of riding to do. That was NOT what we had been hoping for.

However, everyone 'Manned Up', and we pushed through to the park.

Now, you would think our day would be over, once we reached the park... but you would be wrong. I'm not sure exactly why, but it seems like every State park in Florida has SUPER long entrance roads. So, we had to bike 3 MORE miles to get to the campground site in the back end of the park. In a car, 2 or 3 mile entrance roads aren't really a big deal. No work, no effort, just a couple extra minutes and you're there. But on a bike, you're talking 10 more minutes of ride time, on butt cheeks that are already quacking (quaking - sp?) and aching?

We didn't take any pictures of the this first day. We did come back later in the week, so I'll put up some pictures of the Gold Head Branch State Park a little later, when we make the trip back around.
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Florida Springs Bike Tour Supplies Video

Super quick...

I just posted up a short video of some of the supplies we took with us on our Florida Springs 7 day bike tour. Yes, that's a bicycle tour, not a motorcycle tour. Sorry!

It doesn't look like much. And yet, the entire back end of the car was PACKED. What isn't included in the video is the tandem bike we also brought. However, that is all of the supplies we brought for the trip all stacked up outside the car.
  • 3 bikes
  • 1 tent
  • 4 sleeping bags
  • 2 sets of rear panniers
  • 1 Bell bicycle trailer for hauling kids (Since this trip, I tenderly refer to the trailer as a Sherpa - it is as valuable for a bike trip as Sherpas are for climbing Mt. Everest)
  • 4 bike helmets
  • 4 sets of bike gloves (DO NOT go cheap on these)
  • 2 sets of clothing for each of us (DO NOT go cheap on the bike shorts - or your butt will HATE you)
  • And a whole stash of miscellaneous other stuff like cook stove, white gas, flashlight, money, extra underwear for the kids, food, etc.

In general, you should plan to pack as lightly as possible for traveling by bike. However, I was totally shocked at how effective and easy it was to haul around that trailer. I have no idea what it weighed, but I could thrown just about anything in that trailer and drug it along behind me. If you do a tour with kids, I must highly suggest using a trailer for hauling around supplies. Let me know if you have any questions in the comments and I'll be glad to offer my thoughts.


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Great write up on Steak n Shake Knoxville

Check out the great write up on my amigo - Gary, and his Steak n Shake stores in Knoxville, TN.
While we don't venture up into his neck of the woods too often, we did spend some time with Gary a couple of years ago, and we ate at his Steak n Shake Turkey Creek location.
Being in Knoxville, he is right in the foothills of the Smoky Mountain National Park. That is exactly why we ended up in his backyard (see more from the Speer family's Smoky Mountain visit)
If you ever find yourself stopping into one of the most heavily visited free National Parks in America, you might check out one of Gary's restaurants in Knoxville. And, yeah, you can probably tell him I suggested you stop in.
But... I gotta warn you.
The last time I visited, he put me to work cutting up tomatoes... so I'm not sure if knowing me will help you out.

Nice one Gary!
Al

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Tuesday

365 Miles of Florida Springs

Chris and I were talking last night about all the bicycle commuting I've done throughout the years. Even before we were married, I used to ride to work. It's been through so many varied conditions.
  • rain
  • pitch-darkness
  • freezing weather
  • 100 degree heat
  • fog
In general, I try to avoid extremes like lightning, hurricanes, thunderstorms, etc. And that has worked well.

Recently, though, I was able to accomplish one of my lifelong goals ... a multi-day bicycle tour. My ultimate dream has always been to bike across America. And although this trip didn't accomplish that goal, it is a definite step in the right direction. Most importantly, this shorter bike trip let me know that my original idea is absolutely possible. Which is a great thing to know!

Anyhow...

Chris and the girls decided to humor me, and agreed to a 7 day bicycle tour. We'll be sharing a whole lot more about our trip, but I wanted to share some info about our time on the road.

First of all, here was the area we cycled around for the week. The best way to describe it... a HUGE circle around Gainesville, Florida. I think we missed every single large community in the entire area. I never realized there were so many small towns in Florida without decent sized grocery stores.
Map provided by www.MapmyRide.com

Map provided by Florida State Parks

We ended up grinding out about 365 miles total. That was with very little training and preparation. Although the maximum elevation of 350 feet certainly helped make this task easier. Our main goal of the tour was to explore the 'Florida Springs'. Our focus was based on the tour laid out on GORP's Florida Springs Bike Tour.

The map above is a general route that we took. It is not exact, but close to it and does not show some of the side trips that we took. We biked all of the 'red' marked areas. And we rented a vehicle to shorten the trip by bike (aka - saving the sanity of our children) and cut off about another 80-90 miles from the trip.


Of course, we took dozens of pictures and we'll throw a bunch of those up soon. I just wanted to share a bit with you right away.

One thing real quick - the girls did amazingly well. And they were SO strong. It was a real delight to see Kaitlyn push through some of the physical demands we threw at her. She did AWESOME! And Keeley was great, pushing me from behind on the tandem. She gave me the 'go' juice to push up some of the steeper hills we encountered.



Talk soon!
Al
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