Our Trip Across Iowa by Bike – RAGBRAI XLVI

We did it again. Our second RAGBRAI (Register’s Annual Great Bike Ride Across Iowa) is complete, and like the first time, it was an incredible experience.

Sunrise in Onawa on day one

Yes, there were eight nights in a tent, long lines for the port-a-john, bug bites, occasional thunderstorms, and sore butts, but somehow those were minor annoyances compared to the joy of riding your bike across a beautiful landscape with 10,000+ other happy people from around the world.

Steve and Gary in Ogden IA

This year we began our 400+ mile ride in Onawa, IA joined by Steve’s brother Gary and Gary’s buddies Alison and Blaine.

Gary, Alison, Blaine & Marnie in Denison

Over the week we biked 60 to 75 miles per day over rolling hills. Iowa is not flat! Stopping at small towns about every ten miles, we were fueled by pancakes, chocolate milk, corn-cob grilled pork chops, and homemade ice cream.

Every pass-through town welcomed us with music, food, and plenty of photo ops.

Fun in West Liberty IA

One highlight this year was the opportunity to ride inside Iowa State University’s Jack Trice Stadium. Football season will soon be upon us and the Cyclones are ready.

Inside Jack Trice Stadium

All of the crew (except Marnie, who took a day off the bike and opted for a massage instead) did the 100 mile option on the fifth day, successfully completing 110 miles for the day.

Ute, IA

We visited towns like Coon Rapids, Ute, and State Center, each of which had its own character and characters.

Fun in Coon Rapids, IA

Everyday we stopped at least once or twice at the Iowa Beer Tent. Ten stops during the week and you get a “free” t-shirt. Gary earned the shirt, but Steve and I opted for water.

Gary in his happy place

We travel with Pork Belly Ventures, Ragbrai’s largest charter operator.

Beer/Coffee Mug from Pork Belly

After each day of biking we were welcomed into camp with our tent assembled, bags inside. After a hot shower, we enjoyed live music, beer, and dinner. It’s camping elevated.

Steve & Gary, the Huskers

One day on the route was college jersey day, and we proudly wore our Sun Devil & Cornhusker colors. We also visited Riverside, IA, a town that claims to be the future birthplace of Captain Kirk. It’s kitsch at its finest.

Steve, Marnie, and Captain Kirk

As we rode into Davenport on the Mississippi River a week later, we were happy to be finished and sad it was over. Ragbrai is an annual tradition for many and will likely be for us too. Until next year…

Davenport, IA

It’s RAGBRAI time!

This is our second trip across Iowa on a bike and we’re really looking forward to the party! Last year was our first experience with the legendary ride and we’ve been planning a repeat trip ever since. This year, however, we’ll be joined by Steve’s brother Gary, which should just add to the fun. But first we have to get there!

We left Tuesday morning and drove to Albuquerque. Like last year we got in a good ride on Albuquerque’s great bike trails. This year we did about 24 miles along the North Diversion Trail. Our destination was the International Balloon Museum, the site of the annual balloon festival. It was a beautiful morning for a ride with Albuquerque’s famous hot air balloons in the distance.

We then headed east towards Kansas. And, as usual, we looked for National Parks or Monuments along the way. These stops provide stamps for our National Park Passport book, clean restrooms, and education on our country’s history. Today’s stop was at Fort Union, the largest military installation west of the Mississippi in the mid-1800s.

The site was also a major supply depot along the Santa Fe Trail and the wagon ruts are still evident to this day.

We got our stamp, took a few pics, and were on our way. Good stop.

After a night in Dodge City we headed towards Kansas City. On the way we stopped to see the massive cow lots outside of Dodge Cityand to get another passport stamp at Fort Larned.

Fort Larned was another Santa Fe Trail military post and depot, active in the mid 1800s. They fought the Indian Wars and protected the wagon trains coming west. It was certainly a rough life.

As we travel along the Santa Fe Trail and learn about life in the mid-1800s, we are more and more grateful for our Ford F-150 and air conditioning!

By Thursday we arrived at Gary and Kristy’s house in Kansas City. It’s always fun to see the Brynn and Hudson and the dogs Ruby and Nellie. We enjoyed a great BBQ dinner and rolled ice cream–a real treat. Good thing the riding starts soon!We’ll soon be in Iowa and ready to ride. stay tuned!

And Then It Was Over

Our 19 day Panama Canal cruise finished with two final Mexican stops.  But that’s not how it was supposed to be.  As we were leaving the port in Costa Rica, the Captain announced that we would be forgoing our planned stop in Nicaragua due to civil unrest in the country.  Protests over government changes to social security had spread across the country in the days prior to our planned visit.  With an abundance of caution, Princess Cruises decided it was not safe to stop there.

We were pretty bummed about this last minute change since we had planned to take surf lessons in San Juan del Sur. We spent time there a few years ago and really loved the area.  This time, however, it wasn’t meant to be. Instead, we had two more days at sea, where we continued with our typical sea day activities.  Steve has been training for marathon, scheduled for the week after our cruise.  So, he’s been running and running and running. He became known around the ship as “the runner.”

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Steve, the runner

 

 

We also spent plenty of time in the gym. I was pleased to be able to continue my cycling training on the nice spin bikes in the aerobics studio.

 

We finally made it to our next planned stop, Manzanillo, Mexico, after what seemed like a long time at sea.  We’d never been to Manzanillo, so this was another new adventure.  Instead of an excursion, we just explored the beautiful waterfront, and wandered a bit, enjoying the feeling of being on solid ground.

First stop was the local market, where we were in awe of the local fresh water blue crabs.  Fresh seafood was definitely the specialty here.

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Next we hopped on the local bus, and after a 45 minute ride through the city, we ended up on one of the most beautiful beaches we’ve seen.  Playa Miramar was lined with palapas backed by little restaurants that served the coldest beer and the tastiest guacamole.  We wiled away a few hours just taking in the views.

Back on the ship, we were at sea for another two days before our final stop, Ensenada, Mexico.  Ensenada was the port that substituted for San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua, and most passengers were not too excited about this stop.  Even though we’ve cruised a lot over the years, we had never been to Ensenada, so we were okay with this change.  Once we got there we understood why most of our fellow passengers were not too excited. There’s just not much there!

We walked through the tourist area where we saw similar handicrafts that we can get in Puerto Peñasco.  After about two hours of wandering, we headed back to the ship and prepared to return home the next day.

While we had a great cruise and enjoyed the warm sunshine of the tropics, we were happy to return home to family and friends.  From Los Angeles, we drove to Phoenix to see our dear friends the Heaths and to pick up our buddy Sam.

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The three musketeers – Steve, Russ, and Sam

Within two days of arriving home, I came down with bronchitis and spent most of the next week on the couch.  Meanwhile Steve ran and finished the Whiskey Row Marathon, whose motto is “Are You Tough Enough?”  Steve sure is. He finished the grueling 26.2 mile course in just over four hours.  The rest of the week Sam and Steve kept busy with golfing, attending the Whiskey Off-Road bike race here in Prescott, and hanging out.

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Sam and Steve at the Whiskey Off Road

Our time with Sam finished up with a quick trip to San Diego. I was asked to sign books at the big ATD conference, so it was a good excuse to visit the beach.  While there we fit in some nice meals, beach time, and a great bike ride in Coronado.

We’re now “nesting” back in Prescott and preparing for our next adventure, which kicks off in about three weeks.  If the Internet gods are on our side, we’ll have more updates for then. Thanks for reading!