The Open Road Indiana
Open fields of nothing :(

A Key to Howe Street

Bloomington, IN

Each day gets more interesting almost to the point where I cannot even explain how or why it’s happening.

An overlook outside of Indianapolis

I woke up around 9 AM and cleaned up after myself before I left Trevor’s place. I headed out down Canal Trail and biked with a family who suggested I continue on until White River Trail connected.  The small creeks next to the trails made it more scenic than the roads I would have taken so I enjoyed those few miles and tested out my goPRO.

The next 50 to 60 miles bored me. I barely saw any exciting scenery until I biked near Monroe Campground, but the area consisted of corn field after corn field.  However, I stumbled across Musgrave Orchard where I indulged in sweet apple cider and great conversation.  I met Brett and Susan Morse who directed me towards a better campground.  That being Yellowwood State Forest. I also met a burly, red bearded gentleman and an older woman who worked at the orchard.  Both of which directed me to great places I should visit out west.  They told me to visit Buena Vista if I got the chance and test my white water rafting skills.  He lived out that way for ten years out of his van, working as a guide among other odd jobs.  He told me if possible get a job in Colorado. It’s the best recreational place in the United States.  As we continued to talk, Brett and Susan decided to give me a key to their old home they are in the process of selling.  It is located right on Bloomington Campus about 12 miles from my current location at Musgrave Orchard. I thanked them dearly.

More Nothing
More corn fields and open green plains…ugh…so boring

As I was leaving the older woman who worked at the orchard and Gene began to talk to me about my trip. She suggested when I get out west to look for a place called crazy woman. I have no idea what she is referring to but I told her I’d check it out.  She asked my plans for after the trip and I told her I honestly had no idea. I got laid off, sold all my possessions and decided to bike coast to coast to see our country. She said my story reminded her of “Into the Wild” and I immediately lifted up the right side of my shirt to show her my tattoo of “Bus 142”.  I couldn’t believe she knew exactly what it meant. She told me to stay safe and if nothing else do not try to live in the Alaskan wilderness. I agreed with her and headed out for Howe Street.

Beer Indiana
Drinking beer from the micro brewery down the street 🙂

When I arrived I bumped into a woman driving through who commented on my lovely yard. I explained to her that this was not my home and I was just staying temporarily for a night. She began to ask if I was homeless, which technically for the past month I am, however I am biking coast to coast.  She asked if I was a godsend and threw away her cigarette. She hadn’t smoked in 7 years and thought for some reason I was a sign to kick the habit.  She prayed for me for over five minutes and then we parted ways.  I walked to Upland Brewery Company and grabbed a six pack of Helios Pale Ale.  I asked the bartender where the night life is in this town and she suggested I go to Kirkwood Street for college life or Atlas and House Barn for a more low key bar. I thanked her and headed back to Howe Street.

I am now sitting drinking some brews waiting for Trevor to arrive.  Maybe we can pick up some girls who I will never see again.  Definitely been a long, interesting day.

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Brian Cray is not a cyclist. He’s not a hitchhiker. He’s not a train hopper or an adrenaline junkie. He’s just an ordinary man with gypsy blood in his veins, who can’t seem to settle down. Nothing defines him. He goes wherever this world takes him on this journey we call life, roaming the world, at will, by any means. He aspires for a life of indefinite travel, a tiny home in the woods for him and his wife, and any work that keeps him wanderin’. Brian Cray is a travel writer at heart, sharing his stories with the world one keystroke at a time.


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